Part one of term paper
Bootcamp seemed like eternity. It was December 25, 1996 Christmas day. There I was in the US Navy’s bootcamp standing in line with my division waiting to enter the galley. Why I had chosen to be in Great Lakes in the of dead winter I will never know. More than anything I wanted to hear my girlfriend Bobbies voice on the other side of the ...

Part two of term paper
... arrived at the barracks we started to field day. This is a long ridiculous task of sixty-five men cleaning a room seven or eight times just to look busy. During this two hours of boredom I orchestrated a plan to sneak over to the Exchange. My biggest problem was getting out of the barracks. I decided that the night was the best time to try to make my excursion. The only problem was at night there are two unarmed guards on watch and only two doors out of the barracks. I knew as a watch stande ...