Are drill instructors ever nice?
I present Drill Instructor Sergeant Winston, USMC
(Sadly, no photo of him, but here is a perfectly adequate DI webperson to give the feel for him)
Drill Instructor Sergeant Winston was one of the two bottom drill instructors in my platoon. Senior Drill Instructor Staff Sergeant Simms was the lead, he’s supposed to be the one who is nice periodically, but not in my platoon.
Sergeant Winston was a hard-ass. He was happy doling out punishment for the most minor infractions. But his true passion was comedy. Seriously. After the first 3 weeks, the break-in period where we were learning the most basic aspects of being a Marine, his comedic side started to show.
When it was his night to monitor the platoon, after dinner until reveille the following morning, we would have some independent time to clean our rifles, polish boots, and do basic other things we were always behind on keeping up with.
Every 7 minutes, or so, he would call the entire platoon to stand at attention on line (just in front of the bunk beds, in parallel lines down the squad bay), and would walk up and down the center aisle telling jokes of his own making. If you cracked a smile, laughed, or moved, he’d send you up to the quarterdeck. Once he got 8 people up there, he would dismiss the platoon, and PT (physical training) the crap out of those poor 8 Marines (we were 2nd Battalion, which in 1989 were called Marines before graduation). After ~5 minutes of PT, he’d bring the whole platoon back to attention on line and do it again.
He had serious potential as a comic. It was everything we could do to avoid laughing. If you started to look in distress, he’d zero in on you and direct his attention towards your weaknesses. Nobody lasted long with his full attention directed towards them.
Was it fun? Yeah, it was. It was the highlight of bootcamp. He was still a hardass, but he was a fun hardass.
Update in response to comments: Sadly, it was over 30 years ago and I don’t remember his actual jokes. I really wish I could.
It is not uncommon to give your DIs a present at graduation. As a “thank you” I secured him a bottle a Johnny Walker Black as a present the night before (I had it brought to the Island for him). He may have been really hung over at the actual graduation.
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