The Military Feel Good Thread - Post anything

That would be something.
Sadly, I had my DS' M14 in my hands on PPW a couple of years ago. It was thoroughly fubarred. They plugged the barrel AND cut the receiver where it doesn't show. The trigger group was good, however.

The M-14s are in various states of FUBARed-ness. My barrel is not plugged*, but honestly I don't know enough about guns to tell you any more than that.

*No, I didn't look down the barrel. But I also didn't take the rifle apart. That's not allowed...
 
Interesting. The first thing my DS asked for during PS was to send him a care package of specific gun cleaning items. He took his M14 apart, cleaned all the rust off, reblued, polished, and relubricated it. After he restored his rifle he taught a few others how to do it. He was genuinely surprised that no one there (especially the upperclassmen) knew how to disassemble and reassemble one.
 
Interesting. The first thing my DS asked for during PS was to send him a care package of specific gun cleaning items. He took his M14 apart, cleaned all the rust off, reblued, polished, and relubricated it. After he restored his rifle he taught a few others how to do it. He was genuinely surprised that no one there (especially the upperclassmen) knew how to disassemble and reassemble one.

My roommate does a lot of shooting. I took it apart to clean a greasy piece that was getting on my uniforms. My roommate taught me how to properly lubricate the rifle and ensure I put it back together properly. I'm not surprised that more mids don't know how. We only spent a handful of hours with weapons over plebe summer and maintenance/disassembly was not part of the training.
 
No kidding. You would think that keeping uniforms and those white gloves clean would at least be a motivating factor.
To be perfectly candid, I wrote my DS a letter during Plebe Summer and said that I had found photos of him carrying a rusty stick that had once been an M14 and told him that it made me ill every time that I saw it.
 
Back in the old days our ROTC unit had fully functional M1's. Our drill team had fully functional 1903 Springfield's. We had to clean and maintain each once a week. When we got rid of the 1903s they were going to sell them off to anyone. Our instructors bought most if not all of them before they left the gun room. Those NCO's were smart.
 
We would set up in front of the DISBO and DK with vaccines on ice and a crew roster with types of immunizations listed. If you needed a shot you got it before you got paid. We didn't need to do it every pay day but it was a good way to keep everybody up to date.

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We didn't pay in cash but every payday was just as you describe with the distribution of a paper check AFTER you got your shots, signed up for United Way donations, gave blood, or whatever was the "volunteer" activity of the day.

Surprisingly, we always had 100% participation in those drives. ;)
 
That brings back memories. One of my Ensign collateral duties (SLJO jobs, they have been written about before) at my first duty station in Spain was to change dollars for pesetas according to the day’s exchange rate. It was me and two large bosun’s mates keeping everyone orderly as they approached my table after they got their US cash. This was, after all, going to go right into the tills of bars out in town. It wasn’t too long after this that paper checks and Direct Deposit started, but I did get to see this early on.
 
After commissioning in the USMC and a day before graduating from VMI, my brother received his first salute from our grandfather, a WWII veteran and retired master sergeant in the Army.

 
We used to make our DS do 5 pushups every time he said "yeah" in lieu of "yes" and his bed had to be made every morning before he went to school. We were terrible! :)

 
The youngest, still at home, uses "like" at least twice in every sentence. Drives me crazy but I can't break it. Even when I respond with "like" before every word in response.
 
One of my DS was not a sit at a desk and study for hours type of personality. He is full of energy, loves life fully, and needs occasional outlets. Back when he was a youngster we used to drill him on spelling words and make him do push ups if he missed the word to engage in this part of his personality needs. He would miss on purpose to "suffer" the punishment and then spell it properly as he did them. He loved it. It fed his need for an outlet and helped him memorize better. Not sure if I was stricter than civilian parents in this example or just creative enough to find a way to help him.

Postscript: that DS is now a USMC Captain.
 
One of my DS was not a sit at a desk and study for hours type of personality. He is full of energy, loves life fully, and needs occasional outlets. Back when he was a youngster we used to drill him on spelling words and make him do push ups if he missed the word to engage in this part of his personality needs. He would miss on purpose to "suffer" the punishment and then spell it properly as he did them. He loved it. It fed his need for an outlet and helped him memorize better. Not sure if I was stricter than civilian parents in this example or just creative enough to find a way to help him.

Postscript: that DS is now a USMC Captain.

We have a circle drive at our house, when the boys were younger and got in trouble I would make them run laps. As they got a little older it was run to someplace in the pasture and back or to back of the property (1/4 mile). It gave them time to think about what they did and me time to cool off over what they did (or usually didn't do). Then we would sit down and talk about it.

Oldest son ran cross country in HS and is now an Army NG officer.
Youngest son played baseball in HS and could out run his older brother at one point.
 
The cool-off time is important for both kid and parent. More for the parent, I reckon.

> LOL..but sometimes those all fired up moments are priceless. All these stories about raising boys makes me think you all had it easy ....As my Dad used to say, Boys are easy ..you just beat them ! (I was the only son (aka the favorite son ) son; he never had to beat me, but the threat was credible and that was enough!). Daughters are a different game , and my favorite was the time then teenage daughter slammed her bedroom door in my face, and my near instantaneous reaction was to remove the hinges and take her door away for a week. That never happened again!
 
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