Not all of us are active duty guys anymore, but I'll add my comments...
"TheBubba" hit it on the head for me. I'm a cop now and work nights. After living on 2 NAS' and the O-3 level on the Big E, you'd think I'd be able to sleep through anything right? Nop...I live in the burbs under the north approach and south departure at MKE. All I get around here is MD-80's, 757, 130's, KC-135's, but no fast movers. The Blues were in town last summer and it was the first time I was woken up in the middle of the afternoon and didn't care. Hearing the Blues enter the break for 4 days straight; I can't even begin to explain it. I was so f'n motivated!
Also, as mentioned by a Rhino driver; it's the same for the enlisted troops, believe me! Yea it sucks going out to sea again, sleeping in my 7' x 4' coffin rack and eating box lunches. Wearing that freaking cranial, (I swear that's why I'm bald at 35)! The nice aircrew boots I got hooked up with ruined by camel c@m, hydro fluid, JP-5, GP Cleaner, you name it. I could go on and on...But! Walking off the catwalk and onto the flightdeck as a P/C and seeing your name stenciled on the port side of the nose gear door of that big sexy fighter, that's what its all about. Being on a first name basis with the JO's that fly MY F-14 and praying to God that one day I'll be in their shoes. Watching her do a zone 5 launch off the waist cat and 3 hours later watch her enter the break, line abreast with another Turkey with her wings at 45 degrees.
Yea...That's what it's all about.