My uncle was retired Army and finished his career there as an instructor on the Dragon missile. We would go down every summer and see them and my aunt would drag me all over Ft. Benning.
Later, I went for basic, AIT and Airborne school and then my oldest son went there for basic, AIT and Airborne School.
When I left Sand Hill I never dreamed that some day I would be returning for my son’s graduation.
No matter what they call it, it will always be Ft. Benning to me.
