Rochard Venting: School of hard knocks

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Originally posted by Don Soporno
FUCKIN A DUDE, could not have said it better myself. Watching those planes take off over and over is agonizing.

haha! Abu Gh-alphabet's got nothing on the psychological torture they put on us in San Diego. If it wasn't the planes constantly taking off it was the fucking Navy Recruit Depot across the fence line with the doggie-dishes talkin' smack at us. I do seem to recall though that when I finally got to the airport after graduation that them seamen were aweful quiet...

Battalion Bravo, Company Foxtrot, Platoon 2031, c.a. Mar. 1989 - I think I got all that right. LOL
I was "Grandpa" of the platoon, I enlisted at the ripe old age of 24yo. Hell, I was older than 2 of my drill instructors!

Semper Fi, Don! How you been? Any chance you're going to make it to the Phoenix Forum?