Thursday, April 17, 2008
15 comments:
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Anonymous said...
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Goddam pampered sissies! J.H.C.!!! Footlockers! And where the hell are the washbuckets???
Prob'ly even had separator stalls between the goddam commodes. Pussies!! -
4/17/08, 1:56 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Alot like RTC San Diego circa 1974.
Tim -
4/17/08, 2:03 PM
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Anonymous said...
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A Potemkin Village, where did they get white fartsacks?
Casca -
4/17/08, 2:41 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Besides giving me flashbacks to life in the Navy, the photo also reminds me of the John Prine song 'Donald and Lydia'.
Mark in Arlington -
4/17/08, 3:27 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Block walls and thick mattresses.
How ya gonna get fresh air if the wind can't blow through the gaps in the clapboard siding?
Bet they have AC too.
I wish we never had footlockers, ET. They were only for show, and some poor bastards always had theirs overturned by the drill sgt. at inspection, and the selected shitbird had to correct the mess, arranging the display-only toiletry set with a yardstick and carefully re-roll the display-only underwear before next morning.
Lt. Col. Gen. Tailgunner dick -
4/17/08, 4:15 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Good Grief!! What happened to the tight sheets with hospital corners. If that sloppy mess was in my old barracks, the sheets, mattress and maybe the springs would be on the deck and I would have been standing watch over them while the rest of the guys slept.
Burgie -
4/17/08, 4:48 PM
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Anonymous said...
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The mattresses are WAY too thick, the walls are the wrong color, the room is the wrong shape, there is no piece rack, the beds are WAY TOO MESSY and we never had footlockers, so it can't be RTC Great Lakes circa 1983. The prison-style racks look familiar, though. Probably Air Force - they always had it easy...
SFAOV Sgsaur -
4/17/08, 5:25 PM
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ricpic said...
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Longest 8 weeks of my life: basic, Ft. Dix NJ, 1962. Thank God it was only a one time thing. The rest of my hitch was a walk in the park, but oh that basic. I had a particularly sadistic corporal from Joeja who put me on double KP. At about the 30th hour I threw up directly over the center drain in the kitchen floor. Very convenient. Didn't feel a thing. Just spontaneously upchucked. The body rebels. Then resumed mopping. Ah, memories.
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4/17/08, 6:15 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Man....the boot camp barracks rooms in Orlando were warehouses compared to this.
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4/17/08, 6:40 PM
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Anonymous said...
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There's better made bunks than that in Tijuana whorehouses...and jailhouses.
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4/17/08, 7:26 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Mattresses and pillows are shown double what they were during my 12 weeks at MCRD in San Diego, 1961. Also, what's with the flat ceiling? Didn't have those issued for Butler Huts back in "the good old days". Wimps!
Pvt L/Cpl First Class Slack -
4/17/08, 9:05 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Damn, you guys are blind! That's the barracks used by units going to Graf for gunnery. I remember the ceiling tiles that had to be washed with Windex and squeegees to get the tobacco stains off. I also remember the creepy little Kraut who went around digging up dirt by the barracks and smelling and tasting it to make sure no one had peed there.
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4/17/08, 10:03 PM
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Kim du Toit said...
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My old drill sgt. would have had a purple conniption fit if he'd seen that sloppy piece of shit in HIS barracks.
...and WE would have had to run around the camp a few times with our rifles over our heads while he and the other NCOs were overturning everything and emptying buckets of dirt onto the floor to await our eventual cleanup, which would have to take place during our 30-minute lunch "break". -
4/18/08, 10:20 AM
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Anonymous said...
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Definitely not the quonset hut, nor the gp tent, I remember...
But then, that was forty-some odd years ago...
The times they are a changin. -
4/18/08, 11:03 AM
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Chuck said...
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Jebus cripes. Those aren't sheets, they're mattress covers. They're what the sheets go on. in transient billets, they keep dust from accumulating on the mattresses when the beds are left unoccupied.
And yes, it was all much harder when *you* went through. Used to have to duck walk through burning tar pits just to get to the latrine. I bet you had to spend your time doing things like shooting, stabbing, and learning about killing people with your bare hands.
That stuff's easy, compared to trying to keep lunch down while sitting through death by PowerPoint on consideration of others training, "Life Skills" classes, and cultural awareness classes, plus sensitivity and Equal Opportunity training. -
4/18/08, 12:18 PM
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