Bunker Bombed – An Ode to Military Humor
Officer Candidate School (OCS) is a microcosm of West Point in some respects. During the first seven weeks, the training taxes the candidates physically, mentally, and psychologically. One of the…
Lost in the Dark – An Ode to Military Humor
I have this almost unexplainable ability to find my way around in the woods. During orienteering training at Fort Benning where I gave credit for my ability with maps to…
Moving on Up, Zooming on By – An Ode to Military humor
While I was stationed at the Electronic Proving Ground at Fort Huachuca, Arizona, my ultimate goal was to get accepted into Officer Candidate School (OCS). In order to do that,…
Pizza Party from Hell – An Ode to Military Humor
While I attended Officer candidate school (OCS) at Fort Benning, Georgia, one thing that we could always count on was pogey bait to lift morale. However, pogey bait was strictly…
Skeeters and Poison Ivy – An Ode to Military Humor
After I graduated from Officer Candidate School (OCS), I was reassigned to Aberdeen Proving Ground, Maryland to attend the Ordnance Officer Basic Course. While at the Ordnance Officer Basic Course,…
Eyes Right Honor Violation – An Ode to Military Humor
When I attended Officer Candidate School (OCS), my fellow candidates and I developed several coping mechanisms to deal with the daily rigors and stress of training. The Teaching, Advising, and…
Door Guard Shovel – An Ode to Military Humor
One of the daily rituals of Officer Candidate School (OCS) was going to the mess hall. We would march to the mess hall and line up in front of the…
First Day Pogey Bait Drills – An Ode to Military Humor
I applied for and was accepted to Officer Candidate School (OCS) while I was stationed at Fort Huachuca, Arizona in 1982. I received orders to attend 50th Company, OCS from…