When I first went into the Navy, I was stationed at Andersen AFB in Guam, We were the only Navy unit on base, so we were towing the Air Force lifestyle, which was different from what I learned in Navy Boot Camp. I was dating a girl in the Air Force. We both came to the base at the same time. She was from San Diego, and had never been out of the US. She worked at the Air Terminal, on the T-line, which was right next to our hanger, where we parked our C-130's, so we saw eachother during the day when I was flying in or out. Luckily, my squadron was shore-based and only had regional DET's in the rim, so I wasn't gone for too much. We really hit it off and had a great time. At the end of my enlistment, I wanted to go reserve and attend university, and she wanted to go home and get out of the AF
. I tried to convince her to move to Philadelphia with me, but she wanted to be close to her family, so we broke it off. Later when I was living in San Diego, I was a reservist at NAS
North Island, I was dating an girl who was an officer at NAS
Miramar, which is barred because it's fraternisation, which could've gotten both of us into a lot of trouble had we been found out. We dated for a long time and really loved eachother very much. We hit a brick wall when she said she wanted to resign her commision so we could get married. That threw a lot of pressure on me and created a barrier, because I didn't want to be the cause of her throwing away her career for me. It was too much for me. The sneaking around, the lying. She made up stories to her friends who were "wondering why she wasn't dating". It got too complicated, so I decided I wouldn't within the ranks again.