“The day I put a pistol under my chin, I was saved by the phone ringing. It was my oldest son calling me. That phone call saved me in more ways than one.”
A shocking way to open up this story, we know. While David’s story, like those of so many other veterans’ may be unique, the situation he found himself in certainly isn’t. How did he get to this point?
As the son of an Air Force veteran, David knew pretty early on that he wanted to pursue a similar route.
By the time he was in the 8th grade, he started carrying a list of goals in his back pocket that he needed to accomplish on his path to a military career. He kept that list in his pocket through his high school graduation four years later, a physical representation of a dream that took hold long before.
On November 28, 1990, David pulled the tattered and worn paper from his pocket, smiled to himself and started his career as a nuclear weapons specialist with the U.S. Air Force.