Finally. When I was discharged from the Air Force back in the 50s, unbeknownst to me, my hospital commander, stateside, had followed my career. I was preparing to go into a Master's Degree in college, using my Bill of Rights education money.
When I got home from work one day, my mom told Colonel so & so called and wished to speak to me. What? 2 yrs., I had not thought nor spoken to this gentleman, and he wants to talk to me. Hey, Colonel, I am no longer parking in your slot, leave me alone. lol. I asked mom what he wanted, but he did not tell her. I winked at her and said it was probably a classified top secret. Hmmmm....
After a few more calls, and my not courteously returning calls to Fla, my mother finally pressed the issue with him, asking what this was all about.
Well, he told her NASA was beginning, and
they'd like to get me in space. Her response, "Wow, so would I, and I'll work on her to get her there."
So, I went down to see what this was all about, but they needed nurses for monitoring the astronauts, etc. One drawback, they wanted you to sign up for potential space in space work. No way.