We invited “A” Flight over to our house in Bloxham for an “A” Flight BBQ in May of 1992; and as I had previously been in a different flight, this was a good time for everyone to unwind and enjoy themselves away from the base – and the weather cooperated nicely which is never a guarantee in England.
We all had a good time grilling and enjoying the many side dishes my wife prepared; and since I’ve never agreed with the concept of reserved parking places for anyone except for the commander – my first decision was to give the reserved, “A Flight/CC” parking spot to the lowest ranking member of the flight – and I continued parking my “Duck” in the back corner of the squadron parking lot.
Everyone enjoyed themselves at the BBQ and spent the afternoon eating, drinking and telling stories until late in the afternoon.
Meanwhile David had a fun time as well – in his own personal beach chair in the backyard along with everyone else – and had lots of opportunities to join in the festivities.
The summer of 1992 turned out to be an excellent time for our family and our life in Bloxham; but in the background I had concerns for the fall – a looming promotion board for me during a time when the Air Force was “downsizing” the career field, and distant rumors of the, “Peace Dividend” arriving at the gates of RAF Upper Heyford.