Mark Ouellette’s above post brings back many fond memories of Marine Corps boot camp. While I had worked on both cattle and sheep ranches for several years as a teen and my uncles farm, and being somewhat mature and responsible for my age, I have to admit I was still a punk at 18.
I joined the Marines right out of high school at 18. I still remember with clarity my first couple of days in boot camp when the processing week drill instructor was instructing us on how to make our “racks” that’s beds to non marines and sailors, with 45 degree hospital corners and so tight you could bounce a quarter off it. I couldn’t see very well, others were blocking my view, so I walked up behind the drill instructor and poked him in the back with my finger, asking him to show us again. I did ask politely

. Then the D.I. erupted into a human volcano, “You assaulted me! I will PT you until you f@#$ing die!” Which he then proceeded to do!
Later on, when assigned to our primary platoon, while being berated by our senior drill instructor, I rolled my eyes and was immediately c clamped by my throat and shaken like a rag doll for several seconds by one of the junior drill instructors. He released the hold before I blacked out. He then ripped name tag off and said, “I’m going to remember you, you’re going to be my special project!” For the entirety of our 3 month plus boot camp, this Sgt. was true to his word, PT’ing me all the time and at all hours until I was in such good shape it didn’t even bother me, I was almost impervious to pain! I still remember being outside at night doing pushups in the mud with the Sgt saying, “I’m gonna make a marine out of you yet!”
Even 41 years ago, I don’t think it was too common for D.I’s to physically “correct” a private, the drill instructors were more subtle, usually a physical form of correction took place during drills where it could be masked better or the more grueling non stop PT’ing, endless mountain climbers, push ups, sit-ups, side straddle hops, etc.. but, I guess my point was I damn sure needed it!
Perhaps midway through boot camp, I remember being questioned by our platoon commander, 1st Lt Nicholson, asking if I was ever assaulted by the D.I’s. I believe this was a routine requirement. Not even for a second did I consider saying I was. Lt Nicholson went on to a distinguished career in the marines attaining the rank of Lt. General. A great man and leader.
Without question my time in the marines instilled much needed discipline, teamwork and leadership that greatly helped me in my law enforcement career and in life. I am truly indebted to the Marine Corps. Semper Fi!