Three days before Christmas we drove to Cap May for Joseph's graduation. He is now an E2 in the US Coast Guard. It was so amazing to see my two boys in their uniforms together. He is a non-rate on a Cutter until his A school opens and is at his duty station. He was one of only 40% who made it through training without being rolled back. CC boot camp is no joke, despite what some may think.
Cape May is a beautiful place with some of the nicest people I have ever met. There is a group of locals that come out with flags and banners to greet the new Guardsmen as they leave the base at every graduation. The locals really take care of the recruits. Joseph was hosted by a family during Thanksgiving leave as several families do there. The local restaurants give out free food and drinks to the new graduates. Like Beaufort SC they really love our boys in uniform and treat them like rock stars. As cynical as I have become, it is little things like this that illustrates how wonderful most of the people in this country are.
When I was 18 all I did was chase quim, sleep till noon, and sit in useless colleges classes learning about the wonders of Communism. No way did I have the guts to get on that bus and go stand on the yellow footprints/chevrons. I will never understand how a weak, sniveling, coward like myself raised such fine young men. Thank God they are not like me.
Cape May is a beautiful place with some of the nicest people I have ever met. There is a group of locals that come out with flags and banners to greet the new Guardsmen as they leave the base at every graduation. The locals really take care of the recruits. Joseph was hosted by a family during Thanksgiving leave as several families do there. The local restaurants give out free food and drinks to the new graduates. Like Beaufort SC they really love our boys in uniform and treat them like rock stars. As cynical as I have become, it is little things like this that illustrates how wonderful most of the people in this country are.
When I was 18 all I did was chase quim, sleep till noon, and sit in useless colleges classes learning about the wonders of Communism. No way did I have the guts to get on that bus and go stand on the yellow footprints/chevrons. I will never understand how a weak, sniveling, coward like myself raised such fine young men. Thank God they are not like me.
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