Memories .. Man, Im almost tearing up here..
Bend and moth'fo's forever, ladies,, uhh, make that 6 count Burpies 'til ya puke..
rolling in the dirt with your rifle and cleaning it afterward, that was on days when someone was very very bad.
policing the area for butts, breaking in new boots by wetting and smashing the bejeesus out of them on the laundry troughs and then shining 'em 'til they almost glow.
Summer of '72
D'ego
"Turn half right! Up an' on shoulders until I get tired!"
Maybe not good times, but they sure stick with you...