Outstanding memoir in the form of a short story. As I finished High Desert Reflections, I was reminded of the Clint Black song, State of Mind. In the chorus he sings "Ain't it funny how a melody can bring back a memory, take you to another place in time, completely change your state of mind." Our five senses have the extraordinary ability to evoke our deepest, most profound memories - conjured from the depths of our past, the memories wash over us in the blink of an eye. Whether these snippets come to us from something we hear, something we see, something we smell, taste or even touch, these memories can offer a fleeting glimpse of the past, or they can be transportive and altogether immersive. In the case of Kevin Miller's story, it is the latter.
For roughly 30 pages he shares with us a piece of his past - specifically, time spent training at NAS Fallon. It is essentially told in real-time. The roughly one hour it takes to read is approximately the duration of the commercial flight he is taking from Salt Lake City to Reno; it is aboard this flight he looks out the window and begins watching the landscape below, searching the high desert for landmarks that guide his memory to the past.
Kevin Miller has a talent for communication, and I found his memoir to be highly impactful. It is fast paced, filled with action, and surprisingly poignant. The author's detailed account of flying the missing man formation is shattering. I am profoundly grateful to the men and women who honorably serve our nation, and hope that I may live a life worthy of those who have paid the ultimate price. I believe anyone with even a small amount of life experience, whatever it may be, can relate to and appreciate this fine narrative.