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…
Chains Beats Six Flags – An Ode to Military Humor
While I was stationed at Fort Benning, Georgia, I got out and did lots of different things in my time off. On quite a few occasions, I went with some…
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…
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…
Ricer Burning Rings – An Ode to Military Humor
It had been a long grueling day at Fort Benning, Georgia. I slept most of the day in my deuce and a half while the soldiers from the Central Confinement…
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…
Parking Lot Mayhem and Madness – An Ode to Military Humor
A favorite off-duty pastime for me and my friends at Fort Benning was to attend concerts both in Columbus and in Atlanta. Concerts in Columbus were usually scheduled at the…
Chains and the Cradle – An Ode to Military Humor
I previously posted about my escapade with a lady named Jean while I was stationed at Fort Benning, Georgia. Jean was a roommate of Susan, who was ultimately engaged to…
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…
Cinderella Shotgun Baby – An Ode to Military Humor
My third roommate during my time in the barracks at Fort Benning, who I’ve mentioned in several posts, was Tony Di Anzo. Tony and I were pretty tight because of…