It was another fine day at Fort Benning, and we were standing around waiting for Muster formation. After morning roll call, Sergeant First Class (SFC) Jones said, “I need five…
I previously posted about Tobie the mighty dog, defender of running soldiers everywhere. Well, he defended me pretty well, and he defended his tennis ball extremely well. In fact, you…
I had learned that volunteering at Fort Benning was not a wise move to make. I had learned that showing up early or too late for muster formation could make…
I previously posted about riding with some bikers while I was stationed at Fort Benning. If you’ve read a few of my posts, you might have read that one. I…
One thing that I always learned to expect during my first tour of duty at Fort Benning was surprise. Gotcha. You thought I was going to say ‘change.’ Change was…
I previously posted a few times about the Fiat Spider 2000 that my sister-in-law gave to me. And I posted about how I made some improvements to the car and…
I previously posted about Tobie the ‘Mighty Dog,’ defender of running soldiers everywhere. Well this specific running soldier. Issue that dog a cape, please. Tobie was kind of peculiar in…
I previously posted about going to the field in the rain in November at Fort Benning. In that post, I also talked about the seemingly endless supply of ammo we…
I previously posted about going to Novato, California to get my sister-in-law’s piece of shit Fiat Spider 2000 and what a nightmare from hell that trip turned out to be. …
It was November at Fort Benning and that usually generally always meant rain. And we were in luck, it was raining. And you know what that means, right? Raining means…