Life at Fort Bragg

So far life here at Fort Bragg hasn’t been that bad. Lots of training, and a lot of Stress Exercises, but the housing conditions, and chow are not too shabby. The Housing has improved since our first visit, they painted the barracks and got us some real lockers, but they still are still the same barracks that the 82nd Airborne lived in in World War II… So we can’t expect much.

Picture of the Barracks

A lot of our training is long and tiring and at the end of the day most people want to just relax, call, text or e-mail home, or just go to sleep. Our morale here seriously depends on the support we get from those we love at home. None of us would be able to do this if it were not for the support from our friends and loved ones.

Texting the Woman
Constant Communication with the Woman you love can be hard, but is imortant…

Passed Out
The Training is a little harder for some…

We have had tons of fun out on the gun ranges, and we got a lot of good training. A few of the younger guys stopped talking shit when they realized that shooting isn’t as easy as it looks, and they were not all as good as they THOUGHT they were, and those of us with more military experience, and more combat experience were able to shine, and show off our skills. We all came home pretty muddy.

Muddy

Of course, after we fire our weapons, we have to clean them. We may not all like to do it, but it’s a good opportunity to sit back and relax for a moment, train the younger guys, and take care of the weapons on which our lives will rely.

Weapons Cleaning Party