I changed my service years to be more accurate. I left active duty in 1992, but wanted to get "back in the game" so to speak. So late in '92 I joined the reserve unit at Barksdale AFB. However, there were too many conflicts with my civilian job at the time. I left the reserve unit in 1995.
Code of Conduct
"I am an American fighting man. I serve in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense."
"I will never forget that I am an American fighting man, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the United States of America."...
Security Police Creed
I am a security policeman.
I hold allegiance to my country, devotion to duty, and personal integrity above all.
I wear my badge of authority with dignity and restraint, and promote by example high standards of conduct, appearance, courtesy, and performance.
I seek no favor because of my position.
I perform my duties in a firm, courteous, and impartial manner, irrespective of a person's color, race, religion, national origin, or sex.
I strive to merit the respect of my fellow airmen and all with whom I come in contact.
The Military Training Instructor Code
The training instructor hat that I wear is a symbol of honor, integrity, and excellence in military deportment.
My job is one of the most important in the Air Force
and I will spare no effort to properly prepare young men and women for military duty.
I am dedicated to the principles of fairness, firmness, and honesty
in my dealings with those entrusted to my charge.
I am pledged to strive for perfection and reject mediocrity
both in my personal behavior and in the performance of those for whom I am responsible.
I am an Air Force Military Training Instructor.
THE U.S. AIR FORCE SONG
Robert Crawford
Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun
Here they come, zooming to meet our thunder,
At 'em boys, give 'er the gun.
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under,
Off with one, hell of a roar.
We live in fame, or go down in flame,
Nothing can stop the U.S. Air Force!
Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder
Sent it high into the blue
Hands of men blasted the world asunder
How they lived God only knew
Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
Gave us wings ever to soar.
With scouts before and bombers galore
Nothing can stop the U.S. Air Force!
Here's a toast to the host of those who
Love the vastness of the sky.
To a friend we send the message of his brother men who fly.
We drink to those, who gave their all of old.
Then down we roar to score the rainbow's pot of gold.
