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I enlisted in the Army in 1981 with a guaranteed assignment of Fort Bragg after completion of Airborne School. My MOS was 67N, which was a UH-1 Repairer.Well what I thought was bad luck, my legs cracked in AIT. So off on profile I went. Two months extra at Repairer School due to being casted up and sent home on convalescent leave.I recovered. Got my body back in shape and received my orders and bus ticket for Fort Benning and jump school. Thing was the powers that be decided to give me another PT test the day before I hopped on the bus.So as to be expected with the story I tripped in a hole and badly sprained my ankle during the test. But I still passed.The command didn’t know what to do. I had orders and they were responsible for me being injured. But they couldn’t stop me from going without me agreeing to not ship. So for 8 hours I sat in the orderly room with the chain of command trying to get me to voluntarily reject my orders.Due to my ankle I finally agreed to not go. So I had two choices. I could get out of the Army or go to the needs of the Army.I wasn’t going to go home.So I volunteered to be sent to wherever the Army needed me. I figured Germany or Korea as the two most likely destinations as did everyone else. I was told I’d be on CQ, (running errands) for two months while my orders were changed.One week went by. One week.I got called into the Orderly room by the Operations Sergeant and was told my orders were in. He demanded to know who I was and who I knew. I was incredulous. I didn’t know anyone. I was the first in my family to join the US Military.He told me I had to know someone. Be someone. He said I shouldn’t have my orders yet let alone for where I was going.You see the Army had decided that I would best serve the Army at Fort Sam Houston, Texas. I had no idea what Fort Sam was in the Army. They did.You see Fort Sam is where all the doctors, nurses, and medics are trained. It is in the center of San Antonio. A beautiful, military friendly city. A dream posting.So as luck would have it my 38 year career in the Army started at Fort Sam Houston. I became a MEDEVAC crew chief for the 507th Medical Company, Air Ambulance. I went TDY to Fort Campbell for Air Assault School where I ran my 10 miles in full battle rattle. I never had an issue with my legs again and was the second fastest runner in the company.This set in motion my whole career. I decided to be a State Trooper when I got out with the hope of crewing rescue helicopters in Arizona for the State.And I got to have the best job of my life, though it was for only 6 months as a Special Duty Soldier, 03C, lifeguard at the 5th Army Recreation Area, Canyon Lake, Texas.Sometimes bad things turn into great things. Or was it just good luck.

here’s my story. Not for-sure what the law is, but the Orange County Police let me have the gun back, with the high-cap magazines.I was in OC for a TDY assignment. I was in a motel awaiting the apartment I needed to vacate. A snoopy maid found my Glock, with 13-round mags (over the 10-round limit at the time), and freaked. Short of it was the OC Police were called and took possession. I had to prove ownership (like a receipt), which I did - I was planning a return to Texas anyway and stopped by the gun shop. They produced a copy of the receipt. Then I had to get a letter from the CA DOJ that I was OK to have the gun. I got the letter. So I went to the OC Police station again, produced the letter, and they returned the gun, ammo, and all magazines to me. The gun went into the original box (I brought it back from TX with me), and I padlocked it. All went into a duffel. Good to go.So my take today, is yes, you can take your handgun into CA with you. Just be sure it’s in a locked container and in your trunk, unloaded, and ammo separate. Not doing you a lot of good that way for self defense on the road. But when you stop, you can have it in your motel/hotel and so on, not carried around with you.Not a lawyer, and certainly not up to date with the attest iterations of their incredibly draconian efforts to disarm the harmless but release the criminals back into society, let they get sick from the Rona. Incredible.

US Foreign Service retirees or resigners go on to a wide variety of activities. Some stay in the DC area and associate mostly with one another, some move away but stay busy with TDY (short-term temporary work) in embassies and consulates overseas, some teach at college/university level all over the country, some write excellent books about foreign policy, some go to work for top immigration attorneys, some, like me, adopt Norman Lear’s life philosophy: “Over! Next?”Most people that I know these days have no idea what I used to do for a living. An hour or so a day on Quora is the only vestige of that. Now I am extremely busy doing exactly what I want to do: serve as a CASA*, drive rescue dogs, mind my own pack and my horses - which includes some serious manual labor - write historical fiction, serve as a VP in the Native Plant Society of Texas, lead an individual NPSOT chapter, manage the San Antonio Writers’ Guild’s annual writing contest, and a few other quirky activities.*Court Appointed Special Advocate for abused and neglected children.