I am thinking of joining the Navy Reserves. I was wondering if I go FTS can they require me to relocate?

Thanks for the info. That Will help a ton when I talk with the recruiter.

If I did go AD, roughly how often do you think I would be able to get home? And would I be able to have family visiting (obviously not at ANYTIME) as often as they can make it to me?

Kenny, it really depends on the type of job and location. As a junior and a geobachelor, you'll more frequently pull the weekend and holiday stuff. It's the nature of the beast. It's also NOT unfair as everyone in one sense or another does their time. You being alone out there have time without home responsibilities as an offset. Location is huge given ease, or lack of air flights at a reasonable cost. Bottom line, it will take you away and keep you away for the most part. I was gone-gone the majority of my first 5 years of marriage. It either makes the marriage stronger or the opposite. If the opposite, then the marriage might not have been the best choice in the first place. The big thing is for the spouse to be honored in their role as the Ground Commander back at home. If the house is still standing when you get back, life is good. Spouses will do things differently than you would, but that's OK; the house is still standing. Re: family visiting, unless there is a location specific prohibition, no big deal. Many places I've been are unaccompanied and no family. Diego Garcia, Antarctica, and a few others come to mind. Interesting enough, when you get senior, there are billets that if you are married, the spouse must accompany you. Those were some jobs overseas where they want a spouse keeping the hammer down on avoiding outside hanky panky that winds up in the media. So for planning purposes, you'll accumulate leave, you'll have some designated long weekends, etc. Working with your CoC to POLITELY schedule knowing if things go into the dumpster, things get changed. I was back from my second deployment to Antarctica and about out the door for my PCS when I got called into the Skipper's office. The Chaplain was there. Seems my relief flunked the shrink test and Skipper wanted me to do a third tour. OK, I'll let my wife know (strong marriage). Back from that and Air New Zealand planted a DC-10 into the side of Mt Erebus. Yup, another dumpster event and back you go. One thing for sure, being a MIL means you live in interesting times.