Marine Boot Camp Family Day & Graduation

Marine Corps

Marine Corps

Finally… after 3 months of screaming, yelling, pain, sweat and yep… even a few tears, I finally made it off the God-forsaken Parris Island Recruit Training Depot. Seeing my wife for the first time was surreal. It was the first time I had seen her visibly pregnant. I can’t even begin to explain what it is like being home right now. I keep waiting for a Drill Instructor to jump out of the closet yelling for me to “fix the formation,” or to “hit it.” I guess that’s normal.

I leave Parris Island with a great respect for the Drill Instructors and the training that they instilled into us “nasty” recruits. They had a lot of work to do in 3 months. Mission accomplished in my book… or blog, I guess. I don’t want to waste all my time off blogging, so peace out. Love all of readers.

Stay tuned.

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