Archive for August, 2007

August 17th, 2007 - You know you’re an Officer’s kid when…

Its not “home” its “The Quarters”
You learn at a very YOUNG age how to play a brass instrument.
You get asked a million times “The Salvation Army is a…CHURCH?”
followed by:
“Yeah…but what do your parents DO?”
By the fourth year you’ve been in one place you get nervous around move time.
You have friends in at least five different area codes and think nothing of it.
You get used to seeing people at commissioning who knew you when you were two years old, and decide to tell you this EVERY YEAR YOU SEE THEM.
You find yourself drawn to the clearance racks when you walk into a store.
Your parents have an endless supply of Hallmark in storage somewhere.
You’ve stood in below zero weather ringing bells on Christmas eve because it’s the “good thing” to do.
Most of your parents friends have the initials: DC, DYS, CO, DS.
“Family meetings” usually mean you’re moving.
You can’t imagine how someone could live in one place their entire life.
At age 5 you get dropped off at school in a 15 passenger van.
At age 16 you go on your first date using the 15 passenger van.
You hear “WOW. I didn’t know your parents where in the army!” or “Your dad is a pilot?”
Your parents show up in full uniform to any parent teacher conference.
You know what CBLI, CMI, and CSB stand for.
You’ve been going to camp for as long as you can remember.
Coming home from the first day of school you can’t remember which house is yours.
You have no clue what High school re-union to go to.
Your parents use your personal life as constant sermon illustrations.