From BYU I was transferred back to good old San Antonio, Texas. Back at Randolph AFB I instructed Air Force instructors how to teach. The Air Force had too many captains. There were two options for those captains not promoted on schedule. One was to take a lump sum of cash and leave the service. The other was to take the grade of sergeant [Lee says in his personal history he took the lower rank of Airman. That's how I remember it], serve out the time for retirement and retire as a captain. Wanda and I elected to take the sergeant grade and stay for retirement. I was discharged as a captain at Randolph, drove to Denver and enlisted as a sergeant. This had all been prearranged.
We left Texas with five children. When we got several miles down the road they started singing a Primary song "If the Way Be Full of Trial, Weary Not." They had a book and sang all four verses.
Taj Mahal, Randolph AFB
Captain Reasor's Residence, Mickey Speaking
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