Quote:
Originally Posted by Hacksaw
All I can say is Holy Fucking Shit this dude was awesome. I was a 19 year old super wannabe in 1986 at Phase 1, I failed out of landnav and was recycled by COL Potter (only 8 of us were recycled for some reason) and I ended up as slave labor at McCall rebuilding those old red tarpaper huts. This old one eyed guy would come into the huts during lunch with Nick Rowe (both in black pajamas and I had no idea who they were) and see who wanted to put money up on a chicken shit contest. You put a dollar up, wrote your name on a small piece of paper, put it in a small pen with a chicken, and whoever s name was shit on first got the pot of money. This was my intro to SF and it was SGM Nail's bad ass persona that inspired me to stop bitching about failing landnav and make it through the Q course eventually. I remember him pulling his eyeball out and talking about fucking fat girls he called roadhogs I think.
He was the example I used when I explained the kind of men that really created our Regiment. Very sad he passed but he is an example of a man that REALLY lived.
|
He had us make a huge pile of pine needles so he could cook his chicken under a can this was during SERE so we did not get any.
RIP SGM Nail