I was inspired by @Marine91 posting his love story and felt the need to share my own..
It was 1982 and I had been living in the Phillipines with my dad, an alcoholic U.S. Navy chief boatswain's mate, since early adolescence. Hoping to put my life on a different path I signed up for the Navy’s Aviation Officer Candidates School to become a Navy pilot.
I was immediately “welcomed” by my Marine Gunnery Sgt. drill instructor Foley, an ornery old cus who made it clear the program is designed to eliminate any officer candidates who are not suitable. I hit it off with a fellow candidate named Sid. We met two local girls - factory workers - at a Navy-hosted dance and I began a romantic relationship with Paula. Sid started a relationship with Lynette.
My drill Instructor, Foley, rode me mercilessly, believing that I lacked motivation and I was not a team player. When my side business of selling pre-shined shoes and belt buckles was discovered, Foley hazed me for an entire weekend in an attempt to make me DOR ("Drop on Request", a term for requesting termination of one's training), but I refused to give in. He then told me that he will have me thrown out and I broke down telling him I had nowhere else to go and I want to fly Jets! It was then he let up on me.
Meanwhile, Lynette had been dropping hints to Sid that she may be pregnant. During a high-altitude simulation in a pressure chamber, Sid had a sudden anxiety attack. Realizing that he joined up out of a sense of obligation to his family, Sid resigned and left the base without saying goodbye, so me and Paula went out to look for him. It turned out Sid went to Lynette's house and proposed marriage to her. She turned him down, but not before confessing she wasn't pregnant. She wanted him to graduate in order to fulfill her dream of marrying a Navy pilot, and all but cursed him for dropping out. Sid, in his despair, went to a local motel and committed suicide. I was absolutely consumed with grief and broke up with Lynette believing she was just like the local town girls who would do anything just to marry a fighter pilot. I decided to resign from the Navy myself but Foley wouldn’t allow me to so close to graduation. I actually fought him in an unofficial martial arts bout with the platoon looking on. Although I dominated for most of the fight (mostly fueled by my anger at Foley, who I believed played a part in Sid's suicide by not stopping him from leaving), Foley managed to win and told me I can quit if I wanted to. I did show up for graduation, and was sworn into the Navy with my class. After graduating I was now an Ensign with orders to flight training. I relaized how much Paula loved me and I went in full uniform, marching through the factory where she worked to seek out Paula. My heart was filled with the most amazing feelings of love as I picked her up and walked out with her in my arms to the applause and cheers of her co-workers, including Lynette who was shouting “you go Paula!”. I could hear the music playing in my head: Love lift us up where we belong. Where the eagles Cry on a mountain high! Love lift us up where we belong! Far from the world we know up where the clear winds blow!Attachment 55690
And that my friends is my love story. They should really make a movie about it.