As I'm sure most of you remember, our good friend Toyuzu has enlisted in the US Military machine. While he is unable to access a computer during the next two months I plan on being in contact with him via the ever popular snail mail. If anyone has any words of encouragement or hazing they would like to send along feel free to post here.
Based on his first letter I'm sure he can use all the support we can send.
Toyuzu wrote:I arrived in Fort Sill, Ok Thurs evening. I got to bed after doing some paperwork and getting my exercise uniforms at bout 11:00 PM. Then as if foreshadowing thinsg to come a drill sergeant came in and woke us up at 3:45 AM
So far though, it seems as if they're just trying to think of things to pass the time until we get to actually begin basic training.
We're learning some drill and ceremony, and how to eat REALLY FAST. There are over 500 recruits here, but the facility is only designed to accodomate half that number, so it makes for some interesting exercises.
Toyuzu
I'll check back before I send my next letter off. I hope to hear from most, if not all of you
Edit: PS Mswarrior I've included a handwritten copy of your letter to Canadian Biker about riding with a disability. Please don't sue for plagerism
Of course I'm generalizing from a single example here, but everyone does that. At least I do.
Ah, that brings back memories.
Military training must be the same world over. They deliberately run you off your feet keeping you busy (to the point of little sleep and very short meal times) to disorient you.
Break that link with being a civilian as quick as they can and then the fun begins.
Best of luck and my advice would be not to take anything too seriously. It is their job to screw with you mentally and physically but at the end of the day it is just a job.
Please send Matt my regards and tell him I hope he's having phun .
Regards, Wizzard
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, throughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming --- ' WOW, WHAT A RIDE!!!! ' " - Author Unknown
Hey Sev! Long time, no read! Welcome back to you. Please send Matt my regards, and respect. I was there (well, different base) once, and can totally relate. Time will fly, and he'll be on mission before he knows it.
I ain't got no sage words of wisdom for the poor bugger, so just tell him we're thinking about him..... and don't drop the soap, jail ain't the only place with large groups of scared, lonely young killers you gotta worry about.
And it's good to see you pop your head up out the hole too, Sev..... you should do it more often.
South Africa sends best wishes, moral support and a prayer to the higher powers for a safe transition from civilian to military and back again. Keep your boots polished and your head low.
I spent my therapy money an a K1200S
The therapy worked, I got a GS now
A touch of insanity crept back in the shape of an R1200R
Give my regards to Matt when you write, and tell him I hope it all works out for him. (If he will go off playing silly buggers, he'll probably need to be reminded from time to time who he was before the military got their hands on him )
Take care yourself. (Missing your blog!)
Richard
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Hud
“Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley
