Tell me your Drill sergeants favorite sayings my senior Drill was maggot

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June 1984 harmony church fort benning. I met a individual a SFC who was my senior Drill in my training platoon. And I was terrified of him in introducing himself to platoon. He told us he served two tours in nam ,and went back voluntarily second tour to get away from his first wife. As we stood at attention by our racks. And I’m thinking to myself this is not good why did I even volunteer for this. Five of us enlisted together five friends from high school. Five friends who played on the football and baseball teams together from seventh grade to graduation.

And as I stood at attention exhausted hot sweating. Out of the corner of my eye I could occasionally catch a glimpse of Steven low crawling up and down the squad bay.And others getting a quick lesson in mountain climbing drills or pushups, Steven was one of the five of my group who volunteered together. We had three Drills that cycle in our training platoon a senior Drill a second and a third the third just graduated from Infantry Drill school the apprentice why he must learn from the experienced Drills the art of giving out pain and misery and fear. Fear is a great tool to get you motivated.

Earlier when we arrived at 10/2 training as we all did our best to get off the cattle cars. We were immediately introduced to high crawl low crawl three to five second rush. Up and down the company street carrying our duffle bags. And Drills were screaming in your faces it was hot out I don’t remember how long that lasted it seemed like hours. Welcome to the world of squad three to five second rush.

But Steven broke in middle of the company street bawling ,and I don’t know how I knew it was him in all confusion. Surrounded by round Browns you fucking waste of human skin no compassion words of love and encouragement from the Drills. But I somehow I knew it was Steven as I ran every three to five seconds up down the street with other sorry asses. Drill screams down you throw yourself to the ground up move now fucking duffle bag weighs a ton.

And then we’re in barracks standing at attention the Drills just gave us our first class on how to make our bunks and we fucked it up go figure. and now Steven is low crawling others are being punished. Drill are in everyone’s ass and heads. Now our senior Drill is in front of Donnie didn’t know who Donnie was at that moment but he slept below me in bottom bunk for 11 of 14 weeks of osut. Reason is week 11 I caught injury and got medical recycled to another company to finish up. I actually ran into Donnie later on my PCs from Bragg to west Germany. He was in the other infantry battalion on kaserne we were stationed at. I heard hey maggot called out to me in a mock voice one day at px.

I remember Donnie words this fucking place is harder than juveniles prison. Donnie had choice either enlist or go to adult prison if I remember him telling me when he turned 18. He was black dude from Los Angeles got caught up in gangs. I remember telling him hey at least you caught a judge with a big heart out of sarcasm.

But we bagged it early that day Donnie and teb nothing going on. We went to his room and cracked a bottle of scotch why I’d be feeling good for 1700 formation that day. And we sat drinking talking about benning it was only maybe 28 months passed but seemed light years ago. And quoting our senior Drill maggots he inserted maggot into every sentence. Example

Maggot I’ll rip your heart out and show it to you.

Or why are you breathing my air you fucking maggots

Or to this day my all time favorite ok it’s time to let the maggots chow down.

Ok wait or to the logs maggots log drills telephone polls you maggots fucked up again.

I will say this in that time I never had a hand laid on me in abuse. Maybe a slap or a poke to get that rifle correct In close order drill and ceremony. But they did not need to abuse you they had punishment down to a science in physical pushups log drills mountain climbers I’m a dying cockroach leg lifts. Infantry Drills are the finest the army has and they have extremely tough job because they separate the wheat from the chaff. Donnie that day in his room told me wild b I know you got injured caught a medical recycle week 11 but the night before graduation senior drill brought in three trash cans full of beer and ice and took off his round brown. And said men now I’ll drink with soldiers and not once that night use the word maggot in talking to us.

I do remember senior Drill and his words of wisdom. As say we were doing log drills or some kind of punishment. As soon as you maggots come to understand that your lives are now tired hungry cold constant fear and being deprived you will be then fine infantry troopers. Two tours Vietnam he was trying to get our heads where they needed to be ,just in case we ended up in a world of shit. Example one night doing ambush class were laying and I cut a fart no noise discipline how did he know it was me. But out nowhere he dragged me and said you want to joke you do that in real world you’ll get your ass killed ,One of the finest NCO’s I ever met.

They got you to start thinking like a pack of wolves. You live together you will kill together and die together, I mean seriously I started looking at Steven with disgust a guy I grew up with. why because he turned out to be weak in mind and could not get with program. One fucks up you all fuck up and the wrath is brought down upon you but you never can escape it, it’s meant designed to be part of the program. Week 3 Steven tried to hang himself bed sheet and shower pipe. As we were all being punished by Drill who was CQ that night. And Steven being loaded into ambulance the Drill was like look at that weak fuck that shit will let you down in firefight. Should killed your self shit now we have to waste our time with you seeing shrinks. Steve was chaptered out on mental I run into him on occasion when I go back home. But amazed at how I started to look at him with disgust at benning as 18 year old maggot .