Posted: 11/2/2004 2:52:16 PM EDT
I turn 21 in boot camp. What are the DIs gonna do to me? Should I be worried?  
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All it means is you can legally have a better celibration after graduation. I had a soldier turn 21 in the middle of an AT one year. Alcohol is verboten in the field, but I got the commanders approval to get a 6 pack, give him one and split the other 5 between the 14 others on the section. It may not have been much, but it meant a lot to him to get to share a beer, even if it was a little bit, with his buddies. |
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I turned 18 at Parris Island. It was my second night in my training platoon, and my mail finally caught up with me. My little sister, who was 8 years old at the time, sent me about 10 homemade birthday cards colored with crayons. When the drill instructor passed out the mail, and saw all the birthday cards, he smiled and said "Happy Birthday........get on my quarterdeck!" Needless to say I will NEVER forget that birthday. 
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My Senior drill instructer handed out pushups based on the weight of your mail. He would call the recruit to the quarterdeck, hold the mail over his head and drop it on the floor. He based how many pushups you would do on the sound the mail/package made when it smacked the floor. Also, my brother knew that DI's punished recruits for stuff written on the outside of the envelopes. Some recruits had buddies sent them mail addressed to Staff Sgt (recruits name) etc... they'd spend hours on the quarterdeck. I about dug a hole in the quarter deck when my brother sent me a letter that had a return address from "Mrs. Hot Pants Ingerson" SSGT Ingerson was the name of my heavy. He was not amused. I will never, ever forget the smoking I recieved for that. Semper Fi |
Way back in 69, a kid got a cake, he ate the whole thing in about 30 sec. washing it down with warm salt water. It stayed down for about another 30 sec. Another kid got a carton of smokes, he smoked them all until they were gone (in one sitting). Another kid got a care package from home he ate the whole thing by himself then got pounded for being a pig and not sharing. DI's have the greatest sense of humor. I wrote home after the cake incident and told everyone that I would go over the hill, walk home and kill anyone who sent me anything. Oh yea those where all for birthdays. Then to top it all off we all (69 of us) got to hit the birthday person in the arm as hard as we could for each year. But who cared, we were all told we were going to VietNam and going to get killed anyway. Yess sir a laugh a minute I tell you, those DI's sure were funny. 
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| My bro-in-law went through the Island in the early eighties, so he knew what was up. A few years ago when I went through, about twice a week I would get a letter addressed to SSgt (my name) or Brig. Gen (my name). I had my birthday on the Island as well, and he sent me a 2 pound bag of sugar cookies. They made me eat every single one of them and the smoked me until every single one of them came back up. Then I had to clean it too. Remind your wife/girlfriend/current piece that SWAK on an envelope to her may mean Sealed With A Kiss, but to a properly trained drill instructor that is the exact sound that a recruits chest should make when he hits the floor to do pushups. We had to practice landing on our chests until we got the sound down perfect. Ahhhhhh, the days.... |
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I turned 18 in boot camp. I'll never forget it. I recieved for my birthday a wonderful wake up call at 0 dark 30. Three thrashings ( rest of platoon included ) . 2 shots and some more knowledge for my knowledge. I didn't tell anyone. Becoming a Marine was present enough for me. At the end of the day after "Lights Out" I smiled and felt quite proud that on my 18th birthday I was in the process of becoming a Marine. Semper Fi Devel Dogs!!!
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No, I think that would probably be a BAD IDEA. But tell them if you want. I'm sure the Drill Instructors can arrange a nice party for you up on the quarterdeck. Hell, they may even send some of your buddies to join you! Maybe even the whole platoon... they'll LOVE you for it! Take care!
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