There were some great times in the Spring
The time in the Corps was indeed some of
the best times of my service. I did
not consider my self a musician any longer -
I gave up the trumpet in 6th grade and I
could never seem to get both hands to move
as needed for drums - so I asked to be a
Rifle. I loved the discipline that was
required because it was done with fun.
We were then given choices something
that had been a bit dangerous -- "Do you
want to be on the 'Bowling team'?"
These questions we learned will get you
cleaning the latrine... But this was
different, these offers seemed very
real. I decided that I wanted to be
a part of the Keesler Blue Knights Drum
& Bugle Corps.
It is amazing when you try and
look back at certain parts of your
life; some memories are vivid, while
others are a bit of a fog.
I remember coming in late at night to
Keesler AFB. I was still in a buzz
from finally getting through Basic and
not knowing what to expect. We
were greeted by familiar commands and
confident voices with ropes on their
uniforms. It had become
There were torturous times of leaders that
seemed to put you in "The Brace" and then
walk away, sit down and read a book or watch
MTV. Section leaders that made us
memorize rock trivia about the likes of Kiss
and Rush (Neil Peart played Pearl
Drums...damn it!!!). The pride that we
displayed when would say, "We spin rifles...
We do not twirl guns!!!". Learning to
walk on exactly one square of tile down a
hallway, even in traffic, while trying to
carry books and laundry. Using so much
bleach in the bathrooms that the inspectors
could not stay in there long enough to
really check the shower stalls. Shining Jump
Boots to a mirrored heal and toe with white
Ladder Laces. The sound of Horseshoe
Taps on YOUR boots for the first time.
Getting the ascot and beret.
- Mardi Gras parades in Kenner, Slidell,
La., and Gulfport, Ms.
- New Orleans Breakers game in the
- Finding ways to mess with and avoid SSgt.
- Harassing the Newbies as they arrived from
- Getting in trouble for spending "too much
time" hanging out at the Admin Dorms....
- The honor of being maybe the first and maybe
the last MALE Corps Whore (and having to wear the
nightie for certain events) - hey, ladies seemed
to dig a man that could dress well....LOL
- Days at the beach and parties at the Tivoli
Oh, to be 19 again.....