Well, this is it. I thought I should make a list of lessons I've learned, and good memories I have of this past year.
- When it comes to recruits, odds are if you think you have to tell them how to do it, you absolutely need to do it. They won't understand it otherwise
- Don't be concerned with any other recruits but your own.
- Treat recruits like your family, because they are your family. You essentially have to raise them like children.
- Good memory: When my kids got me a gift WAAY too early into rookdom and then all of us tore them apart
- When you're waiting for your junior ring, you should just try to forget it, because it will never come fast enough.
- Good memory: The hole in the wall (sorry 1SG...)
- Good memory: When I left for a weekend for a wedding and my kids saw me as I came back and warned everyone else (that's just gold right there)
- Recognition is just as much your night as cadre as it is for your kids.
- If you train them right, your kids will do anything for you, just like you'd do anything for them
- They'll tell you how and when to train them, but they can't take away your passion to train
- Good memory: Runs at the dog river
- Good memory: The Blue Oyster
- Post recognition: You gotta learn to follow through with disciplinary action
- People make mistakes, but what matters is that they don't make the mistake twice
- There's lots of information here at Norwich, you just gotta look for it.
- Good memory: Senior handshakes hurt
- Good memory: A day with the boys starts with a box of joe
- Family fights with each other, but you don't let anyone mess with your family
- Good memory: Slammin' shoulders
- Good memory: Game nights
- Good memory: Monopoly (Cameron may get the blues, but Joey and I had the backdoor deal)
- You are entitled to nothing
- If you want to do it, do it. There is no room for regrets at Norwich
- You may have to lose some sleep if you want the A
- If it weren't for the boys of 4-1, I wouldn't be who I am.
Thanks for a great year. To my SSGs, you guys have helped me more than you'll ever know. To my PL, thank you for your guidance, and I know that you'll do great in anything you do. To my 1SG, thanks for letting me gripe when things got pressed and hard. To my CO, thank you. You know it's as simple as that.
And to my Rooks. My dirty, slimy rooks. Do not let anyone tell you that you can't do it. Because if you can make it in the basement of Alumni, where men are made, then you can make it anywhere. Thank you for the honor of training you. You are what I'm most proud of, and I am always here when you need me. I started with 31, and now I'm here with 24. I love you all. You make it worth it.
If the thunder don't getcha, then the lightnin' will. Be kind.
Always a hoot.