I had the tremendous honor of serving with the best group of people in the Air Force. I made sure my NCOs in charge of each of the three shifts were the best in their field. We not only took care of our printers, we took care of their families.
Some officers in our headquarters wanted to use my people on dirty jobs just because they wore work clothes to work. I put a stop to that.
With me on the promotion board, I made sure my people were promoted when ready.
My NCOs drew strength from the leadership and positive example of the senior airmen below them.
All my people knew I would do anything for them. We were like family. Example: when I was assigned to a new base stateside or overseas, many of my printers I helped train would show up at my new job, ready to work for me again. Seven of my printers were working for me in Germany whom I trained at Travis Air Force Base, California, the 13 years I was there.
My printing department did fast and excellent work. We made not only ourselves look good, our commander looked good and some of them were promoted for the work we did.
After all these years, I still get calls and mail from some of my men I trained or their families.
(Contributing writer Everett Vanover lives in Fairfield, Calif.)