They packed us into cattle cars and we rode up the hill to boot camp. — IT WAS a lot of yelling. They called us names like High Speed and Dick With Ears. Our hands were dick skinners. Our mouths were cock holsters. Our enemy was Haji. Our friends were battle buddies. It was real trashy. There were girls in our company. They couldn’t do the exercises. We carried their equipment for them. It was a hassle. There were dudes who were fucked up too, but nothing like the girls.
