
Should wives at home be left out of squadron fun just because the guys are deployed? (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Benjamin Crossley/Released)
Most Navy squadrons deploy as units, with everyone from the skipper on down heading out and returning together. Sampson’s squadron operates a little differently. When a carrier deploys, along goes a COD detachment of two aircraft, six pilots, and a few dozen aircrew and maintenance personnel to support the logistical needs of the Boat throughout its time at sea. There is almost always at least one more detachment, or “det,” out supporting a different carrier, and the rest of the CODs and personnel are at home both getting ready to deploy and providing logistics hits to any carrier that happens to be operating within reach of the coast.
The consequence of this det-based structure is that there is never a time when the whole squadron is together or at the same point in the operational/deployment cycle. Some folks are getting ready to go out, some are in the middle of a deployment, some just got home, and some are in the thick of home guard ops while they wait to be assigned to a det and start preparations for the next deployment. As complicated as the who’s-home-and-who’s-gone calculus must be for Sampson and his squadronmates, it’s no less confusing on the spouses’ side.
In most squadrons, the wives left at home during a deployment can turn to any other wife and know that she is on the same timeline. They more than likely said goodbye to their husbands on the same day, and they have the same number of months/weeks/days left in the homecoming countdown. They reach milestones like the halfway point together, and might celebrate with a joyous night on the town with nearly all the other spouses. Deployment is an experience shared amongst all the spouses.
In COD land, only a small fraction of the squadron is on the same timeline that we are. When our det celebrates its halfway point, we’ll certainly invite all the spouses, and some number from outside our det will attend, but it will only be a milestone for a few of us. The wives whose husbands are home naturally want to spend time with their mates, so they might be less interested in wives-only socializing.
When Sampson is home, I know I tend to drift away from spouses’ club events in favor of those we can attend as a couple: the Hail and Bails, the Dining Outs, the occasional JOPA dinner and DRINKEX. These are the times I get to know Sampson’s colleagues: the buddies about whom I’ve heard crazy deployment stories, the superiors who attempt to keep JO exuberance in line, and the “Fu… er, Fine New Guys” coming to the squadron fresh from flight school. I love getting to know the people with whom Sampson works. Being able to put faces to the names that come up when he’s talking about work helps me build a picture that makes me feel more connected to Sampson, the squadron, and the Navy.
When Sampson left for last year’s deployment, it was like someone flipped a switch. Our husbands were gone, so we were forgotten as far as the squadron’s social life was concerned. Sure, there were FRG meetings and spouses’ club events, but information about Hail and Bails and JOPA get-togethers somehow never made it to us. Our husbands weren’t there in the ready room to receive the information and pass it along to us, so we never got it. In six months, I saw neither hide nor hair of Sampson’s fellow active duty pilots. Sometimes I’d hear from the wives whose husbands were home about this or that social event to which we would have been welcome, but no one remembered to get the memo to us wives whose husbands were away.
I am pleased to note that this oversight seems to have been resolved between last year’s deployment and this one. The command is doing a great job of keeping all spouses — not just the ones whose other halves are home — in the loop for upcoming events by passing along information through email instead of just assuming that the guys will get the info at work and pass it along when they get home. We found out about the most recent Hail and Bail in plenty of time to make plans to attend (to include finding a babysitter for those with kids) if we so desired.
Thanks to the encouragement and planning of one of my fellow det wives, three of us with deployed husbands did wind up going to partake of the open bar as we greeted the FNGs and said farewell to those moving on to the next set of orders. We were made to feel welcome in spite of the absence of our husbands — the skipper even thanked us specifically for coming out in his remarks at the start of the hailing and bailing. Instead of sitting at home feeling invisible and forgotten, we got to catch up with friends and meet new people. Oh, and laugh. A lot. I like to think that I even helped Sampson feel more connected to the stateside squadron scene when I related some hilarious moments to him via Skype the next day.
If you are ever in a position to wonder if you ought to attend a military social function without your spouse, I suggest that you at least consider gathering a few other wives who are in the same boat and going together. Unit dynamics vary as to what might seem weird, of course, but it was a pleasant and natural-feeling experience for us. I believe that the fact that we’re being kept in the loop for more than FRG events bodes well for keeping feelings of isolation from the squadron “family” at bay throughout this deployment.
Thank you so much for writing this! I asked Mr. Wookie the other day, “So how does a COD deploy?”, knowing you guys aren’t on the same calendar schedule as other aircraft’s deployment cycle. And he didn’t know. So now we do.
I can’t imagine how grumpy I would be for not attending all those events if Mr. Wookie weren’t here, although I have no idea what a DRINKEX is (and I’m curious now!). JOPA is the most entertaining part of our squadron here, or at least half of them (some are just more relaxed/non-uptight than others), so I can’t imagine NOT going to a Bail. In fact, we have one next Saturday at a vineyard. Oh no…. 🙂
Yeah, CODs are definitely the bastard children of the air wing. 😉 Glad I could shed some light on the mysterious ways of the Greyhound!
A Bail at a vineyard? A watering hole in downtown Norfolk is all well and good, but I am turing a lovely shade of envious green over here. Your JOPA needs to talk to our JOPA about how to secure such picturesque venues for future events. That sounds sublime.
As for a DRINKEX, that’s just a tongue-in-cheek term for a night out on the town that involves partaking of cocktails. COMPTUEX is Composite Training Unit EXercise, so a DRINKEX is an evening of good cheer. And possibly cigars.
Drinkex is drink exercise. Example night of non right spirit drinking. Point of this evolution is get hammered.
Oh, I wouldn’t say the whole point is to get hammered. We’re none of us in the frat party age bracket anymore. 😉
I think we all forget about the different types of deployments that happen–both between services and within your own service–and the different struggles that each spouse goes through. Thanks for the reminder about how you guys do it!
Sounds like it’s similar to an IA where no one you know goes with you. You’re right… sometimes it’s nice to have others around who are going through the exact same thing. ((hugs))
Thanks for reading! I always find it enlightening to read about what “deployment” means to different people. In the milspouse blogging/Twitter world, we blithely talk about deployment this and deployment that, perhaps glossing over the fact that the word can mean wildly different things depending on service, community within the service, and even individual unit. We all have some things in common, and there are some obvious major differences, but I am continually surprised by the little things that make big differences in deployment experiences.
I do feel lucky that unlike an IA, a COD det means that Sampson is deploying with squadronmates, even if it is just a small subset of them. There is one guy in the squadron who did just get back from an IA, and I still have no idea what he was doing — just met his wife for the first time at the Hail and Bail.
I agree with Wife of a Sailor above, that it’s great to be reminded of all the different types of deployments people are going through. Sometimes people from our squadron deploy with other squadrons, or get tasked to 6-9 month deployments temporarily flying different airframes, and I’m afraid their families get lost in the shuffle. A lot of people don’t even know that it happens, and assume everyone is just like them.
Thanks for another informative and awesome post, and sending you deployment *hugs*
Thank you so much. I learned something just now — I had no idea that your squadron’s pilots could be sent to fly different airframes for a few months. That wouldn’t happen on our end. Sampson will almost certainly fly different types of aircraft, but it would be during a whole other tour; it’d never pop up randomly during his time with this squadron.
Ah yes, MC-12’s are what they send our guys in operational squadrons to fill slots for when nobody else volunteers. They usually send a C-17 pilot every 6 months, inclusive of training plus a 6-9 month deployment. Then when they finally return to their original squadron, they’re non-current on the C-17 and have to go back through all that training as well. It’s what nobody wants to do, but someone always has to do 😦
That pretty well sucks. We’ve got a buddy flying C-12s for the Navy over in Italy, but that’s the purpose of his shore tour, not something he got yanked from his “normal” aircraft to do. It seems like there should be a more efficient way to do things, preferably without having to train and re-train.
Thank you for enlightening me about another type of deployment! The only ones I’ve gone through are fast attack and boomer sub deployments…. a little different than the one you described above. But my main reason for commenting is that I totally agree with this:
“If you are ever in a position to wonder if you ought to attend a military social function without your spouse, I suggest that you at least consider gathering a few other wives who are in the same boat and going together. Unit dynamics vary as to what might seem weird, of course, but it was a pleasant and natural-feeling experience for us. I believe that the fact that we’re being kept in the loop for more than FRG events bodes well for keeping feelings of isolation from the squadron “family” at bay throughout this deployment.”
When we reported to our first fast attack, Hubby was immediately deployed on a different boat to get qualified, while his assigned boat was in the shipyard. I didn’t know anyone at all, but went by myself to the Eng Hail and Farewell. Not only did I get to know his future coworkers, but I made a little support network of wives and other wardroom people, all without him being there. And once the boat was back on sea duty, I kept up that network, which made the deployments much more bearable.
I’m not a social butterfly at heart, but it sure helps to fake it!
I’m so glad you went to that Hail and Farewell! I’m no social butterfly, either, being introverted by nature (which doesn’t mean I’m shy; I wish more people understood the distinction). Making myself reach out a little more to extend that social network often feels awkward at first, but I don’t usually regret it.