OLDNAVYMCPO
US Veteran, Absent Comrade
Speaking of free-fall from second story, first night in bootcamp, actually about 0200, after a night of screaming and hollering by a cadre of junior Petty Officers. Being rushed from place to place on the run, getting a mid-nite shaved head, standing in some semblance of a formation amidst all the shoving and threats. We are finally marched to an old WWII wooden barracks and assigned racks on the second floor. For some, its their first time away from home, they are scared shirtless. The barracks is filled with all kinds of weird noises as boots have nightmares, screams and crying. One young Hispanic boot from Texas, jumps up screaming and runs as fast as he can down the middle of the barrack's bay. He runs right out the door at the end of the bay and keeps running in a cartoon like free-fall. He breaks both legs and is held back until healed.