Memories of Boot Camp

Saturday, January 31, 2004

The morning after

Morning arrived before night ended, and my prayers that I had only been dreaming, quickly vanished with the thunderous crashing of a 50 gallon steel trashcan, exploding on the quarterdeck. “Get up, get up! Get out of the rack! Get on line!” the Drill Instructors yelled. In all of the chaos, I had... Sign in to see full entry.

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