My new home for the next two months.
A typical Kansas spring day.
Santa getting ready to ship my M-4 to my dad for an early Christmas present.
Waiting to check out of Custer Hill.The last two days have disappeared in a blur. Friday began at 0430 in preparation to leave Custer Hill and move to Camp Funston. We had to clear the dorms by 0600 so we had to load all of our gear on the trucks. Once we cleared the dorms it was on to draw our weapons. We left the armory with a M-4 and a M-9.
This was also the day a front started to come through and we were under a winter storm warning. It hadn’t started snowing yet, but it was cold and windy. As soon as we pulled into Camp Funston the snow started to fall. We all needed to file into the auditorium, but to do this we all had to clear our weapons in the clearing barrel. There were 130 of us total with two weapons a piece. It got mighty cold. Once inside we were greeted by the staff and given a glimpse of what was to come. It was definitely a change from life on Custer Hill. After the meet and greet our team was released with the exception of the team leader and the NCOIC. We had another meeting to attend. This was more of a down and dirty meeting that was run by our Army First Sergeant. Now, I don’t know how many of you have had the pleasure of talking to a first sergeant, but if you haven’t you are missing something. They use swear words in ways that I hadn’t even thought possible. I’m glad I’m more of a peer and not a soldier on the other side of his desk getting my butt chewed.
The rest of our team went to turn in their weapons to the armory and then went off to unload the truck. We had also gotten our dorm assignments. I was hoping someone would grab my gear and someone did. I am really impressed at how our team has come together and kept a really good attitude. I hope this continues because according to the first sergeant their butts and my lieutenants butt rests in my hands.
After our meeting the lieutenant and I went to turn in our weapons. After standing in line for 2 hours we had accomplished this and were finally on our way to see the dorms for the first time. By this time it was 2100. I had enough time before lights out to shove everything into my wall locker, make my bed, take a shower, and head to bed. Formation was at 0630 and everyone under the rank of Lieutenant Colonel had to fall out.
We woke up to 4 inches of snow on our first official day at Camp Funston. I was ready to get started with our training. Our first class of the day was taught by a major that could rival the first sergeant. Class went on until about 1430 and I already know more about Afghanistan than I did in all my years combined before this training. This is going to be fun.
This was also the day a front started to come through and we were under a winter storm warning. It hadn’t started snowing yet, but it was cold and windy. As soon as we pulled into Camp Funston the snow started to fall. We all needed to file into the auditorium, but to do this we all had to clear our weapons in the clearing barrel. There were 130 of us total with two weapons a piece. It got mighty cold. Once inside we were greeted by the staff and given a glimpse of what was to come. It was definitely a change from life on Custer Hill. After the meet and greet our team was released with the exception of the team leader and the NCOIC. We had another meeting to attend. This was more of a down and dirty meeting that was run by our Army First Sergeant. Now, I don’t know how many of you have had the pleasure of talking to a first sergeant, but if you haven’t you are missing something. They use swear words in ways that I hadn’t even thought possible. I’m glad I’m more of a peer and not a soldier on the other side of his desk getting my butt chewed.
The rest of our team went to turn in their weapons to the armory and then went off to unload the truck. We had also gotten our dorm assignments. I was hoping someone would grab my gear and someone did. I am really impressed at how our team has come together and kept a really good attitude. I hope this continues because according to the first sergeant their butts and my lieutenants butt rests in my hands.
After our meeting the lieutenant and I went to turn in our weapons. After standing in line for 2 hours we had accomplished this and were finally on our way to see the dorms for the first time. By this time it was 2100. I had enough time before lights out to shove everything into my wall locker, make my bed, take a shower, and head to bed. Formation was at 0630 and everyone under the rank of Lieutenant Colonel had to fall out.
We woke up to 4 inches of snow on our first official day at Camp Funston. I was ready to get started with our training. Our first class of the day was taught by a major that could rival the first sergeant. Class went on until about 1430 and I already know more about Afghanistan than I did in all my years combined before this training. This is going to be fun.
Where are you in KS? I grew up in Wichita and I'm familiar with most of the posts.
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Oh God, all that awful, ugly WHITE stuff on the ground!! Flashbacks!....Kansas has to be the only other "waste of space" in the lower 48 other than Nebraska!
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