I left for Basic Training June 23, 1989. I had a hard time with my push-ups so I had to go to Fitness Training Company for 3 weeks before going to Basic. All through Basic Physical Training was my weakness. It was funny before leaving for Basic a lot of friends and family thought the yelling and screaming were what I would have a hard time with. To me, I went through Basic when I was 4 years old. “Yes, Sir” “No, Maam” were probably my first words. After a few delays, I finally graduated Basic Combat Training (BCT) on Septemeber 21, 1989.
My other weakness was Victory Tower an 80 foot repel/confidence course. I was and still am afraid of heights. And wouldn’t you know my barracks was right across the street from Victory Tower so I had to see it every day before the day we were doing it. I remember Victory Tower Day still so distinctly. We did the rope bridge part in the morning. We then did the 20-foot tower where you learned your “L” formation before doing the actual 80-foot tower after lunch. I got up on the 20-foot tower and my rope person lets go of the rope. I fell about 10 feet. I felt like if I could fall 10 feet I had a chance of falling 80. So I decided I was not going to do it. All day one Drill Sergeant continued to encourage me to do it. I was adamant if I could still graduate without doing it then I was not doing it. Finally, they were getting ready to close the Tower. A Drill Sergeant yelled from the top “Private this is your last chance” Without thinking I ran over to the ladder and climbed all the way up. I laid on my belly and began to push myself over the edge to repel. The Drill Sergeants started yelling my name to stop. I was so motivated to do it I forgot to strap in. The Drill Sergeant that was motivating me all day did it with me. He pushed off when I did. Within 4 or 5 pushes I was down. It was scary but so rewarding to know I faced my fears.
After accomplishing all the road blocks, I finally graduated Basic Combat Training (BCT) on Septemeber 21, 1989. It was the same day Hurricane Hugo hit South Carolina. What a day to remember. I was so proud of myself. So many times it would have been so each to give up. But I had so much to lose that it was not an option for me. Even today when I feel defeated I remember my will and perseverance over 28 years ago and I know that I am strong enough to get through anything. I am so proud I served my country on Active Duty, in the reserves and now I am a Veteran. Take Care Much Love
