The Virgin Mary.

On December 27, 2001 I joined the United States Army Reserve at the ripe age of 17. I was a virgin, been drunk twice in my life, never did any drugs, and was into a different scene then most of the kids in my high school. Out of no where I grew balls and joined the Army. One day I came home from school and told my dad I was thinking about joining. All the men in my family had been in the military…my grandfathers, their fathers, my dad, and two of my half brothers ( I have three). I told him I wanted to join mainly because it’ll look good on my resume and I wanted to travel too. My dad and mom supported me but also reminded me that September 11th had just happened and I could possibly get sent over seas if we declare war. I looked at him and said…”Who the hell would send me to war?” I left for Ft. Jackson, SC on November 4, 2002 for Basic Training. I’m not really going to talk about it…but I remember this one Drill Sergeant that hated me because I was always laughing...he really couldn’t stand me. We were training in the woods and I remember him screaming, ”You’re worthless Private Giggles…If you ever go to war you should be the first one killed.” I just stared at him and started laughing…miserable prick. Maybe I should find him and tell him I laughed all the way through Iraq and made it home alive.