Illegitimus Non Carborundum.
A buddy asked me to run out to Camp Beauregard today to check on something. I did that, and coming out of the PX, heard cadence being called. I looked up and saw a platoon coming up the road in good order.
I admit, the sight took me back 50 years.
that does bring back a few memories...
My dad was an instructor there in WWI as a 19 year old marksman PFC.
It won't be 'Beauregard' much longer. Name change is coming.
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