It's that time of year: PCS season. Whether we are moving or not, in a military community, there is no escape. Either we are moving or some of our friends are moving, or both. This year for me it's both, and this is the part I dread the most: saying "good-bye." We will be among the last of our PCSing friends to leave our assignment this summer, so we are spectators at the painful parade of departures, enduring the season of "lasts" with everyone who is leaving. Last chapel service, last dinner at a favorite restaurant ...