I can remember the June night (a week after HS graduation) in 1951 around midnight when the train arrived in Yemasee and I got my first hands-on lesson on how to endure seemingly endless pain...
(Even though I had been thoroughly schooled by my Dad on what to expect😵)
One of the best decisions I ever made...
I actually joined before I graduated, having completed the necessary credits. I didn’t attend graduations ceremonies, as I was otherwise occupied at the Parris Island resort.............