These
entries are from the remaining letters that Brandon has mailed to me -
the next several days up until Day 62 are letters that didn’t make it to
me before I left to Georgia. 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
we slept in a little (5:15am) and had duty food in the CTA. As we were
in formation we had a guy (I’ll call him PVT Ironic) ask the PG if he
could sit down, he wasn’t feeling well. (Our APG had a fever the other
day and has been in the infirmary since). So PVT Ironic sat down and
our senior DS took his temp. He had a 99 point something temp, so our
DS told him to go up and take a cold shower. Two guys were helping him
get back to the bay when all of sudden PVT Ironic passes out. Our
senior DS came back over to him and slap him in the face… he wakes up.
LOL. So he goes up and before we left formation he was back in line with
us and said he didn’t remember any of it… strange.
We
then walked over to reception, that place we arrived so so long ago.
It’s funny that we can walk there from our CTA, but the bus ride from
reception to the real boot camp took much longer… all to build up the
anticipation for the recruits. Anyways, we took any clothing items we
had that were damaged or stained and exchanged them. I was able to
exchange all my pants (4 pairs) and 1 top all because of stains this
Georgia clay gives your clothes.
Oh
My God! We had to clean those damn machine guns yet again. I basically
sat with one piece and a Q-tip trying to find dirt. I rubbed all over
that thing for hours all the way until lunch.
Lunch
was MREs and near the end our cool DS said if anyone can eat a packet
of crackers that came in an MRE in 2 minutes (without any drink), then
that person will get a 30 minute phone call & the platoon will get a
15 minute call. We had two people try, but the crackers are so dry
nobody got even close. Our DS said the whole time he’s been the army
he’s never seen anyone able to eat the crackers in two minutes.
After
lunch… guess what? Cleaning our machine guns more. I think I may never
want to shoot one of these again. At least we get to listen to music.
A
number of other side businesses have sprung up at the end of our cycle.
Guys are making peoples beds and a new one… cleaning other’s equipment
for turn in. One thing I would have considered is paying someone to
clean these machine guns. They were turned in, but the supply sergeant
took about 6 people to go down and clean spots he found. Not too long
after the entire platoon had to go down and clean those machine guns. I
hate machine guns!
Before
the end of the night the entire company was forced to stay in their
bay. I guess guys from the 3 other companies were down in the CTA
gawking at Alpha Company female family members. I guess they didn’t have
to clean their machine guns as long as we did!
Random DS Quote: “If your wife gains weight while you’re deployed she doesn’t love you” (Our cool DS giving us some of his wisdom)
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