August 23, 1995. Wednesday. There was no bus trip for me. My recruiter drove a handful of us down to P.I. in a van. Before hand we stopped by his apartment to make sure we were ready. My first shave came rushed in the bathroom with the recruiter's razor. My facial hair grew very slow at that time which helped me later on in boot camp.
In a shuttle on the way down to Parris Island. Nighttime. They always take you down there at night. It disorients you. Once you pass through the gates it all goes quiet. It becomes serious. It becomes real. He
Name: Kilo Alpha Poppa Poppa Alpha ... Rank: Sergeant ... Serial No.: 000-00-0000
