Day to Remember
A Day to Remember Six a. ... I remember thinking that this wouldn’t be a problem for me. ... I could never stand the sight of people crying, especially my mother who’s tears reminded me of empty buckets left outside on a rainy day. ... She had tried to prepare herself for my departure, but the shock of that day finally arriving was too much for her. ... I remember looking at all the palm trees along the way, the green grass not typical of the time of year in the south, and all the brightly lit parking lots, shops and businesses. ... Their comments were using physical contact along with psychological plows to get them to act in a manner more fitting of a military member and a modern day sailor. ... and the last item on the agenda for the day was viewing our barracks and selecting a bunk and locker for use. ... We were informed that we would be taught how to properly make a bunk the following day. ... What lies ahead I cannot say, I only know that I have made it through day one of recruit training and am eagerly awaiting the following day with great anticipation. ... I look back on my first day of boot camp with fond memories of the moments that helped shape my life, and the understanding that life goes by so very fast.