My mind churned with doubts and fear as I stood at the head of the line at the position of attention, eyes locked forward, chin up, back straight. In front of the concrete building ahead of me, another private was clinging to an iron handrail with a death grip, pulled horizontal by a screaming drill sergeant.
"The Great Military Adventure--Dustin T. Jones,"
Journal of Military Experience: Vol. 2
, Article 67.
Available at: http://encompass.eku.edu/jme/vol2/iss2/67