What was your most memorable experience as a Drill Sergeant?

I was on CQ cruising on my phone at about 0230 and I decided to look up the company Facebook page. I saw one of the trouble makers mother replying to one of the posts. She is proud blah blah blah. I continue to scan and study her information. Soon I had an idea and studied another one of my soldiers info. The next day I seen the trouble maker walking with his tray of food. I asked how is mother was doing. I mentioned her by name. I asked if he was gonna write her a birthday letter since her bday was a week away. I continued on about how she loved pit bulls and was a great person for the rescues she does. His eyes were almost all the way out of his head. He didn't know whether to be scared or upset that I knew so much about his mother. What topped it off was when the other Soldier walked by and I started asking him why there was a hand rail in the middle of the steps to his house and not the side. If they were on the side it would prevent people from falling onto the rose bushes that his mother workes so hard to keep. I said a few more things and quietly whispered to them that i knew they were coming before there recruiter did. Till this day I don't think they understand the amount of information a person can get from Facebook.

Not getting court-martialed.

It was during range week. We were stopped for lunch which had been trucked out (A's). I was leaning on one of the permanent field tables at the end of the chow line watching the privates go by with their full trays. Soon some of my privates started coming by. "Hey Private", coming to attention with his tray, "Yes, Drill Sergeant". "You can eat with me today". With this his eyes got real big. He knew Privates never ate with their DS. I looked at him, "Just set your tray down and eat right here" as he was across the table from me. He very carefully sat his tray down and began to eat, slowly, carefully. Soon another DS came up, "Hey Dawson, what's up?", "Oh, I just watchin one of my Privates eat his lunch.", "Mind if I watch?", "No problem." So this other DS and I are watching this private eat. His eyes are very big, he is careful not to drop anything. Soon and couple more DS come up, "Hey what's going on?", one asked me. "I'm watchin this Private eat his lunch.", I replied. "Can we watch?", Sure I replied. So now there was 4 DS lined up across from this Private watching him eat his lunch. His eyes are shifting between the steely eyed looks he's getting. "Private, if we was at war, and I was hungry, would you share your food with me", I asked? "Yes Drill Sergeant," was his fast reply. "Fine Private, eat, just eat, but don't swallow" were my instructions. Soon he had developed chipmunk cheeks. "Stop" Now I looked his right in the eyes and extended my open hand, palm up. "I want mine now" His eyes got real big. In his muffled reply he managed to say, "Just take it from my tray". "Private you know I can't take food from your tray, but I want my half now." His pleading eyes looked for help from the other DS, but he found none. Finally he dropped this wad of chewed up stuff in my hand. I looked at it, "Oh, you got the beef, great!" I then popped it in my mouth and it was gone. I thought this kid was going to die. After he ran to the woods, upchucked his lunch, he came back grabbed his tray and departed. Soon we could hear this story being repeated. I thought the other three DSs were going to die of laughter. I soon earned a reputation in my platoon and the company. My platoon was honor platoon of that cycle.