We drove down from Los Angeles to MCRD, San Diego. I could tell the driver had seen it before. He brought the bus to a stop, opened the doors and swung his legs around so as he could lean back and watch it all. I often wondered if I could talk with the man. No one should ever enjoy watching something like that.
Then, the drill instructor stepped on and began the speech he likely gave dozens of times. Basically, we were told to get off the bus as fast as we could. Then, we were to run over and put our feet on yellow painted footprints.
The drill instructor was never satisfied with how fast we left the bus, but he made sure we did it 6 times. Then we entered a barber shop where they simply ran the clippers over our heads.
First chance I had to see myself in the mirror, I didn’t recognize myself. I thought silently, “Just what did I ger myself into.”
The next 12 weeks, I found out.
As my aside, it is something that would be beneficial to most of us, though very few would want to. It certainly did me a lot of good for me. Over the years, I have done things I never would have thought possible. l am sure others have too.
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