Well here is my little page about my life when I was in the United States Army. To be honest I wish I was still in. I think getting out was one of if not the biggest mistakes of my life. I had  went in to the US Army two weeks after I had graduated high school in 1993, I was 17 years old at the time. I was placed on my first plane ever to fly out to Fort Sill, OK to do my basic training. I was a little scared going on the plane for the first time, but it was not the fact of going  on a plane. I was scared because it was shortly after the first World Trade Center bombings. I had talked to people right after 9-11 happened and I told them that it was not the first time the World Trade Centers were a target for terrorist. Can you believe I got in a lot of arguments because people have totally forgot about the 1993 bombings.

Well let me get back to me my army life. As I said before I went to Fort Sill, Ok for my basic training. I loved it, to be honest I had fun doing it. I think maybe it had to do with the fact that it was something totally new in my life. After my 8 weeks of basic I took a long ass bus ride to Fort Bliss, TX (which is intertwined with El Paso, TX). I spent the next 9 weeks doing my AIT training. Which mean I was learning what my job in the Army would be, and how to do it. I was learning how to be a patriot missile crewmember. Which was basically a truck driver (there is more to it but you need a secret clearance to do the job so I do not think I should be tell everything about it. I do not need to land my ass in prison for telling something I should not), which sucked since I never had driven anything that had any kind of motor in my life. Not a car, snowmobile, go cart, boat, nothing at all. I have to admit that was the hardest 9 weeks of my army career. I hated everything about El Paso and Texas after that. I was so glad when I got my first duty stationed and it was for 2 years in Germany. It met 2 years of never having to worry about seeing Texas again, and that made me happy.

I was stationed in Bitburg, Germany for about the first 8 months I was over there. Lucky me my first post (the army and marines have posts and the navy and air force have bases) was due to close and relocate. 8 months or so after I got to Bitburg, Germany we had moved everything to Hannu, Germany. I liked Hannu a lot better mostly because we were about a 30 minute train ride away from Frankfort and every weekend about 5 or 6 of us would go into Frankfort.

It continues on page 2 of Army Days