I was a brat.
Born in 1963 in Sherman, Texas, and adopted by my parent's, an Air Force Captain and his wife at Perrin AFB. When I was about 2.5, dad got sent to Vietnam, his second combat tour (the first was in the Marines in Korea, but that's another story). We moved to Memphis, Tennessee while he was gone.
On his return, he was sent to the Pentagon, and we lived in Oxon Hill and Georgetown, Maryland.
From there, the AF sent him to Texas A&M for his Masters in Computer Science.
Then on to Colorado Springs, Cheyenne Mountain.
Armed Forces Staff College in Norfolk, VA was next. That was our shortest tour - six months.
Then to Gunter AFS in lovely Montgomery, AL. That was where dad helped design and implement ARPANet - now known as the Internet - and he swears he never saw Al Gore anywhere on the design team.
After that, we went to Scott AFB, in Illinois. That was a one year assignment. Dad retired - he had a line for full Colonel, but it meant going back to DC, although his boss swore it would be a short term assignment, and his ticket to his first star. He got out so my brother and I could finish school in one place, and retired to Oak Ridge, Tennessee.
I enlisted five years after he got out, and he swore me on to active duty, which was pretty cool.
My neck o' da woods!!