My brother
and I arrived at Great Lakes Bootcamp together. On the first morning, our new
Company was dragged out of bed by our Company Commander and made to assemble
outside on the grinder…
"My name is Chief Jackson,"
… he snarled
...
"Is there anyone here who thinks he can whip
me?"
My
six-foot-three, 280-pound brother raised his hand and said…
"Yes, sir, I do!"
Our Chief
grabbed him by the arm and led him out in front of the group…
"Men, this is my new assistant. Now, is there
anyone else who thinks he can whip both of us?"
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