My memory of Basic Training

Arriving at Lackland AFB TX in 1963, we exited the bus and was issued some items. One of the items was a helmet, which I call it an African helmet.

I was never fond of wearing hats, so the first thing I did was to put the helmet on, but had it cocked up in the air.

The TI came around looking at individuals with their helmets on; everybody was fine until he got to me. He had a paper rolled up in his hand and he looked at me with the helmet cocked up on my head. He took the rolled paper and hit me over the head, which brought the helmet down to were it should be worn, and he said, "that's the way to wear a helmet."

I was scared, but I now know how to wear a helmet or hat.


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