Boot Camp 71-72 MCRD PI

Two days after Christmas 1971 I went to Paris Island to follow my brother and uncle. I was in 1Bn Plt 101. One of the funniest times was a few weeks before Graduation, nothing could bothers us the, our SDI S/SGT Haskell liked getting in your face telling the recruit to get in it. This meant to lean over into his fingers so he could squeeze your breathing tube. Like I said a few weeks before graduation he would that to a recruit and the platoon would all lean forward to see who was getting the breathing treatment.

SGT Howard K. Brown
USMCR 3/25
1971-1979

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  1. In boot camp our smoking formation would form a line just outside the squad bay and our DI would cammand; redeee-smoke-inn-haale–exxhale! And when shaving would pace back and forth harassing us and saying if you’re not bleeding you’re not shaving close enough! FUN!

  2. Shaving and bleeding brought back some memories. June of 71 I entered OCS at Quantico. The traditional greeting and morning wake up with garbage cans tossed down the deck of the barracks is all the same. Entering the head to brush teeth and shave became an experience. There were no lights on in the head and it was dark enough that those at a sink away from the ambient light from the barracks were literally shaving in the dark. Surprising how many candidates had never shaved with a blade, only electric razors. There was a lot of blood to be cleaned up in the sinks and on the deck following that fiasco. You were still in your civilian clothes that day until you completed the physical and were issued uniforms. Lots of civilian shirts were ruined due to blood stains that day! I thought this is going to be a lot crazier than I anticipated if this was how each morning was conducted. That afternoon following a massive field day of the barracks and head we moved to another building. When we finally completed OCS I asked our Platoon Sergeant was that normal for the first morning to shave in the dark. Turns out there was an electrical problem that the head had no lights and we moved because of it. With all of the blood I don’t know how close the shaves were but I was happy I was familiar with a razor and didn’t cut my throat.

  3. Captain Haskel, Tandy (I think) bought the farm at Beriut. He was in fact a Drill Instructor. He was in B Co 1st Bn. I was in A Co. 1st Bn. He got promoted to SSgt and the next day was awarded his first Good Conduct Medal. In summer 1995 I was a Sgt Instructor at Quantico for the Bull Dog Program (NROTC Cadets) and he was going through PLC course and he approached me one night on the Company street and ask if I knew him. We had a short chat and went our ways.
    RIP Brother Haskel.
    Raymond Edwards Sgt Maj USMC Ret 1966-1996

    1. Small world. I was up in 3rd Bn, then picked up by the great Capt. Bill Vincent after the field, who taught me Public Affairs at P.I. ’70-’71-’72. Sure we all crossed paths at the range, the PX, …..or the clubs. If SSgt Haskel is the one I’m thinking of, met him once when some of us were grabbing lunch at the PX (remember the black and white checkerboard floor? lol). Sharp, and serious about his job, committed!

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