Do you remember your first day of basic training?

Getting to Orlando at Midnight, Getting First Issue, Giving up everything I own. Getting to my Rack at 0-Dark Thirty. That jack-ass thorwing that garbage can down the P-way 0530 am. Oh yeah that is burned in my brain and soul pretty good. Learning to Hate the term "Recruit".

I sorta remember the first...Def remember the last! With fellow Rally Point Member SFC Ian Lumgair , 1987, Harmony Church, E 1/38. (Me on the left)

5 July 1983. Flew from Columbus, OH to Philadelphia, PA arriving at around 8pm. Got on a but to Ft. Dix, NJ which got a flat tire somewhere between Philly and Dix. Ended up getting to reception around 3am. There were only 3 of us and they put the three of us in one bay.. no one else was in that bay and told us that wake up was at 4:30. About 5 am two drills came in yelling and screaming that we were late and the rest of the platoon was waiting for us. Needless to say, it was quite the smoke session! Yeah.. I remember... got off to a real rocky start there! I was never happier than when we left reception two days later to join our BT company so I could 'start over'. After that initial shock, nothing else even phased me! LOL!

Excellent! I'll certainly never forget mine, it was more like first day(s) at Parris Island, me and three others up for ~48-72 hours straight, good times! lol

Absolutely do and then 7 years later was a Drill Sergeant in the same company. D 1/19. I remember watching guys who messed up getting "corrective training" and all I could think of was please don't let that be me.

CPT Jacob Swartout, you ask this like forgetting was an option. July 2, 1983. Oh crap! I just totally dated myself.

CPT Jacob Swartout I want to say it involved a bit of yelling, or was that my first day of marriage? Oh well, samey same.

I remember it like it was yesterday. I was full of excited nervousness, I was a bit scared of the unknown, but I realized that millions of recruits went before me and made it just fine. I welcomed the challenge and the harder it got the more I smiled. It was one of the funnest most challenging times in my life and it truly taught me that I can do anything that I put my mind to.

My new training cycle

After hitting yellow foot prints immediately followed by 3 days of busy work to prevent sleeping, which included yelling, bloody shaved head, yelling, confiscation of any nasty civie trash, yelling, being renamed a recruit and renamed again with bootcamp nick name, yelling, moving from one squad by to another, yelling, cleaning, yelling, making a bed I would not sleep in, yelling, moving to another squad bay, yelling, testing, yelling, cleaning, yelling, making a bed I would not sleep in, yelling, moving to another squad bay, yelling, motivation checks, yelling, yelling oh and finally some yelling. That was a very long first day. It only got worse from there, at least until 3rd phase when we almost started to get treated almost human again almost.