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My momma wore combat boots — even though she preferred heels. She fired a rifle — even though she disapproved of guns. She had to run a mile in under seven minutes, dressed in full combat gear — even though she carried me in her belly.
My mom will tell you the military was a tough path, especially for a woman in the 1970s, but it's a path she would unquestionably march down again because of the life it afforded her.
"It was critical at the time," she told me. "The Army made a massive change in where I ended up in life — where we all ended up in life."
My mom, Christine Knapp, grew up in Detroit and mid-Michigan, helping take care of her six younger siblings. Despite the burden, she graduated from high school a semester early. She dreamed of studying in Italy — maybe fashion or architecture.
"Did it really matter?" she wondered. "It was Italy."
My mom met my dad, a Vietnam vet, at a friend's house the same day she received her diploma. They married seven months later. She never got to Italy.
Life rocketed forward in the following years: College classes for both. My sister's birth. My dad's graduation. He began a master's program through the University of Kansas — but the US economy slowed their progress.
"It was the early '70s," my mom said. "Everything started going downhill fast."
My dad lost the job that supported his studies. She lost her job. They had few options.
"We had to come back home. There were no jobs. And to top it off, money was so bad for the government, I lost my scholarships and grant that I had previously used to pay my tuition. It was gone. There was no way for me to finish college."
My dad got two jobs at two separate Kroger stores back in Michigan, earning a couple bucks an hour. My mom worked at K-Mart, earning $1.68 an hour. Their unskilled labor afforded them a cramped upstairs apartment in a low-rent part of Lansing. The weeks dragged on with no better days on the horizon.
"Those were pretty desperate times," my mom told me.
They were desperate — until my mom got an idea. A friend had just joined the Army and moved to Germany for a steady paycheck and college money.
"'What if we joined?'" my mom asked my dad. "It was that or go nowhere in that dreary old apartment."
My mom had dreamed of living in Europe, but not like this.
"Imagine pulling up stakes and moving a child halfway across the world."
They imagined it. They did it. And it changed their lives.
Both of my parents enlisted. They didn't earn much at first. After basic training, they studied Army communications to prepare for a move overseas.
"It wasn't great. We had a trailer in Georgia and a babysitter."
At least they knew they would be together.
"The Army had this thing they called the buddy system (Buddy Team Enlistment Option). If we went in, we were kind of locked together and they'd have to put us in the same place."
The Army sent them to a critical region during a pivotal time: Germany in the 1970s. The Nazis were gone, but the Iron Curtain remained and armed militants like the Baader-Meinhof Group still terrorized the streets. My parents worked for the Army Security Agency, encrypting top-secret communications between officers — the same level of classified intelligence making headlines today.
"These were TS SCI files — the same ones taken from Trump's home in Florida that could land him in jail. We had that clearance. We were not allowed to visit a communist country within 10 years after we left the military. I worked in a vault — literally a vault."
Despite their critical work, my parents still didn't earn much money. They needed both of their incomes to survive.
"I don't know how families do it nowadays living on a single Army income. You're getting moved every three years. The spouse can't keep a job. It's why you have so many people on food stamps."
Dual incomes helped, as did a program that paid a little extra to government employees who lived in expensive places.
"When we went to Germany, the Army didn't have enough housing. We got more money, which we needed to afford an apartment. It made for a much nicer lifestyle, away from the base."
My mom gave birth to me in Augsburg, Germany. My dad earned his master's degree in child development through a Boston University program in Munich. A short time later, they headed back to Michigan with a little extra pocket money and a sunnier outlook on life.
My parents could now afford a non-dreary apartment. They went out with friends. They bought a car. They spun Bob Seger records on a high-end Pioneer stereo system. Their time in Germany, while not enriching, ushered my parents into a more comfortable lower middle-class lifestyle.
During this time, my dad landed a job with the State of Michigan while my mom pursued a computer programming degree at Michigan State with help from her GI Bill.
"It didn't pay for everything — just tuition and books. I think MSU was $13 a credit back then. We lived in Spartan Village (student housing), which was cheap. Our biggest cost was babysitters."
My mom looks back at what she received to help cover college costs but understands the military route doesn't give the same payoff today.
"They changed it back in the '80s to a much lower amount. I think it's almost pointless now. We used it to get through school. Now they encourage you to save up money for school. That's no big deal. I can do that on my own. If it was like this back then, we probably would not have enlisted."
After college, my mom worked for the State of Michigan for 27 years. She wrote and maintained computer software until she retired in 2011. My dad worked for the State of Michigan for 28 years. He passed away from cancer while still on the job with the Michigan Department of Transportation in 2007. Their military time boosted their pensions, allowing my mom to enjoy her retirement without worrying about money.
"It made a difference. Instead of getting a pension for 28 years, I got his at 33 years. For me, it was 30 instead of 27. And that makes a difference. I would say it added about 10% to my retirement income."
My parents never forgot the difficult times they endured before they joined the Army. During their careers, they squirreled away money and made safe investments that they could count on when they retired. The military money helps cover bills for my 70-year-old mom, but she believes the direction and support they received in the military had a much greater impact.
"As far as where my life ended up being monetarily, the Army was critical. If we hadn't gone into the military, I might never have gotten my degree."
The benefits have been far-reaching. My parents helped my sister and me pay for college, they funded home improvement projects, and they set aside nest eggs for each of their three grandchildren. The path that started with military enlistment ended with generational wealth.
As for her dreams of Italy: My mom made it there as a tourist in 2004.
She's traveled all over the world. She lives in a luxury condo that she remodeled to her specifications. She drives a luxury car that meets her high standards. She earned all of this, but she still recognizes the doors opened by the benefits she received from the Army.
"At the time, for us, it was huge. It was the difference between going hungry in that old apartment and us moving forward to become productive members of society. It made a massive change in where my family ended up in life."