A close up of our "Kill Zone" All the painted area was off limits,
we had to walk around it.
These
entries are from the letters that Brandon has mailed to me. His writing
at times can be a bit difficult to determine his words... bare with me,
I do my best, especially with army terms.
Today
is Sunday, the only day we don’t have training – not even a workout
(unless we piss of a DS and get smoked). We got to sleep in until 5am,
but I had and hour of fireguard shift from 2-3am. The fireguard shift is
basically a cleaning detail in the middle of the night with different
tasked for each hour. (pretty much the same as in reception, but the DSs
check a lot more on the work you’ve done) My job was to finish mopping
the floors. Once back in bed I was out very quickly.
Breakfast
was a rushed ordeal. I have had biscuits & gravy everyday since
I’ve been here! I think I’m going to have to mix it up a little. I went
to church today. It was really nice to get away from everything and do
something different. I haven’t been to church since my ex-wife left me
years ago. The start of the first song, I had a flood of emotion was
over me. A few tears even rolled down my cheek. I think instead of
making me a stone cold killer, the Army is turning me into a soft mushy
emotional guy. Since I’m pretty much completely cut off from the rest of
the world all I do is think about family and of course try to memorize
everything else they are throwing at me. The service was good and it was
nice to see some of the other guys I met in reception there. We even
had a few minutes to socialize before the service, which doesn’t happen
any other time.
When
we got back we were all rushed through lunch. The last guy in line said
he only got two bites and a drink before we were forced out. It’s funny
because there are all these nutritional posters and stuff, but we are
always forced to eat so fast it can’t be healthy.
Right
now I’m on laundry duty. Our platoon decided to have two people do
laundry for an hour and keep switching off. We just do whatever bag is
next in line and go. So far I’ve only watched machines run and write this
letter. We have the 1-1-1 test tomorrow which is an evaluation of our
fitness test. I wonder how out of shape I’m in after doing no running
since before reception.
When
I mentioned that we didn’t do any training, that didn’t mean we were
not busy. The DS had us cleaning all kinds of stuff. The craziest thing
was picking up all these tiny leaves from the ground by hand. There were
no rakes available and it was in a courtyard with rock and pebble areas
where we couldn’t use a broom. So the whole platoon had to puck up all
these tiny leaves one by one. The barracks also got cleaned from head to
toe. It's all just busy work to keep everyone doing something.
Me
and a couple of guys who were unable to connect on the phone with
people were allowed to try again. This time my wife answered, but about
half way through she couldn’t hear me anymore. I had to go to another
pay phone and try again for my last few minutes. It was awesome to hear
her voice, but when I got off the phone tears just started streaming
down my face. What the hell! I had to go back up and get in formation at
my bunk. I couldn’t pull it together quick enough and a few tears still
made their way down my cheeks. Everyone seemed to understand,
surprisingly, even the DS. Tonight we got 1 minute showers and we all
thought that was awesome. LOL . Crazy how your perspective can change
here.
Random DS Quote:
“When I talk to you in the shower, don’t turn around and go to the
parade rest position and have your dick pointing right at me.” (Every
time the DS or any other NCO talks to us, or we talk to them, we have to
stand in parade rest position. In parade rest, you stand with your feet
shoulder width apart and your hands behind your back. The DS came in
and was telling the last guy how much time he had. The guy quickly
jumped and turned toward the DS and snapped to parade rest position.
Everyone couldn’t help laughing when the DS told us this.)
Anonymous
I am ready to find out what has gone on over the last week...I need my fix.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010 - 04:13 PM
Anonymous
I am ready to find out what has gone on over the last week...I need my fix.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010 - 04:13 PM
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