The other evening, I had a
chance to chat for a few minutes with a young man I first met about ten years
ago. At the time he was awaiting assignment after
washing out of F-15 training and was told he would be going to EC-130H aircraft
at Davis-Monthan. He had been a
navigator before pilot training, had been among the top of his class in pilot
training, and wanted to go someplace where the mission would be more exciting then
just flying in circles.
We had chatted about a new
aircraft AFSOC was just beginning to the field and he was very interested. The U-28 is a light corporate aircraft we
have adapted for battlefield surveillance.
My feeble attempts to get him an assignment went for naught, but he met
someone who was flying the aircraft, and they introduced him to the Squadron
Commander who was able to get his assignment changed.
I next ran into him about a
year later and he was excited to be flying this aircraft, making a
contribution to our combat operations. A
couple of more years passed and I ran into again and he was recently married
with a young son. He was starting to get
burned out on the 90-days gone, 90-days home, 90-days gone routine and was
hoping for a new assignment that would give him some control of his life.

This week was the first time we
had a chance to chat in about three or four years and he and his wife now had three young
children in tow on their way the Ci-Ci’s Pizza.
I asked how he was doing and he explained that he had gotten out of the
Air Force at the 16-year point and has taken a job as a civilian contract
instructor at the U-28 school house. He
had reached a point where he had to consider the needs of his family and their
was little to no hope of the Air Force providing him a better or more stable
life then they had this past decade. The
wars were not ending, the manning levels not improving, deployment schedules
becoming less frequent, or a likelihood of a better job. He was stuck in a cockpit with no way out
except by getting out of the Air Force.
Our commanders do a great job
of telling everyone how important they are, but at the end of the day we make
little effort to care for anyone other than those who seem preordained to be
Generals. At one point we had gone so
far as to change the assignment codes for pilots and navigators on the staff so
that anyone but a Special Ops pilot or nav could apply. The argument was there were too few SOF
aircrew to release them from the flying jobs.
Consequently, they are now coming up for promotion to senior ranks and
do not compete with their peers who have had the opportunity to expand their
skills.
We wonder aloud why we have
problems with retention and experience and look everywhere but at ourselves. Every General I’ve worked for has had an
agenda, every one sets goals and objectives, some want new aircraft, others
think we can do everything ourselves, others believe we need the latest
technology available. We universally
mourn the loss of warriors killed on the battlefield or in training, but we
place the burden of the war on the shoulders of our young airman until they can
no longer take it. For the lucky this leads
to a choice between their careers and their families, for too many it is a
choice between life and death.
If we are to face the cost of war,
we must at some point have Generals who tell our politicians “We cannot do this
without experienced and motivated people.” “You cannot shrink my active force
to a level where we never allow the average Soldier, Sailor, Airman or Marine
to control their own life and compete for a career in the service of his or her
country.” As it is we trade the welfare
of our people for the brightest and shiniest new objects we can find.
No comments:
Post a Comment