Basic and AIT in the summer of 70. Hot and humid. The training was a joke. They were running them through as fast as they could so they could ship them off to Nam. I was NG and came home. I always felt sorry for those who went into combat with the poor training we had. All they cared about was filling quotas of warm bodies. One week of combat would teach them (the survivors, that is) more than FLW taught them in 16 weeks.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.