First off I want to thank all of you for your kind words and well wishes for me due to my friends death. His sister called me again today to give me his burial arrangements. I will be attending his funeral in Dallas on Thursday. A mutual friend will ride down with me. The 3 of us shared an office when we were instructors.
Steve's sister told me that they wont have the tox report for several weeks. However, they know he didnt have a stroke or a heart attack. She thinks he may have mixed new medications, but she was just speculating.
I've had a rough couple of days. My attitude is really bad as it pertains to work. It really is time for me to retire. I really need to tread lightly and keep a tight lip because I still have 2 yrs before I can retire. The USAF is looking to thin the herd and the powers that be in my unit are so ate up that they will have no issues with ending a career and not miss a nights sleep. I dont blame them personally, the AF has been breeding yes men who are self centered since the mid 90's.
The other side of the coin is that perhaps I'm not willing to be flexible in my career anymore. I've caught myself on several occasions thinking that I've already paid my dues so I wont go the extra mile to help the mission succeed. Thats my hang up.
I just re-read that last paragraph...geeze what a wussy...but notice I didn't edit it. Sometimes the truth aint pretty.
So I gotta go now. I'm sitting here watching a documentary on Metallica, and listening to them whine about their success is pissing me off.