
Diary of a Lieutenant – Part I
Week One
January 6, 2007
After some last minute packing and some teary goodbyes, I began my journey to
Fort Benning, GA. And only two hours behind schedule! The truck was packed to the gills with uniforms, suitcases, and, of course, my motorcycle. It took about 12 hours to get to my sister’s house in Chesapeake, VA, the halfway point of my trip. Ingrid, Joe, and Jonathan were a welcome sight after a less than eventful trip. Joe greeted me with lasagna, beer, and his camera. Jonathan heard the commotion and took it upon himself to get dressed and come downstairs for some chips and television. After just a brief visit, I was off to bed.
January 7, 2007
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I got an early start (well, 9:00) this morning. Joe made sure I had some coffee for the road, and took some pictures before I left. Other than getting pulled over in Virginia, this leg of the trip was also pretty uneventful. Apparently, radar detectors are illegal in VA. I felt it was unnecessary for it to cost me $86 to find this out, but the officer disagreed. I continued on. I arrived on Fort Benning around 8:30. It was absolutely pouring out, and I knew nothing of this post. After visiting several buildings to get directions, all of which were wrong, I suddenly remembered the handy printout of directions I had. Once I arrived at my barracks, I was introduced to my cadre Platoon Sergeant and assigned a room. It was a little unexpected to have trainers and cadre calling me sir instead of maggot, puke, or the ever popular ‘hero.’


I introduced myself to my roommate, a fellow guardsman from Georgia, and brought in a few uniforms from the car. Our room was cold, dark, and unremarkable. That would change.
January 8, 2007
First Formation for BOLC (
Basic Officer Leadership Course) Class A03-07 took place at 0-dark-hundred. The first formation of a new school consisting of 214 strangers who all have something to prove was, as you might expect, quite the gaggle. Once we established some order, the leadership positions for the first week of training were announced. I was assigned as the Platoon Leader for 2nd Platoon. I was a little nervous at first, but I felt confident that I could rely on my training and professionalism to pull me through. Our first task was to march to Building 4 (Infantry Hall), where we would be spending most of our time throughout the course.



Anyone who has participated in an Army in processing will tell you that if you’re not sitting around and waiting, then something’s wrong. This was no different. I tried to pass the time by meeting my platoon and working with the student Platoon Sergeant to try to nail down some hard and fast rules, before anyone tried to get their own ideas. To my amazement, we were also able to move freely throughout the building, get coffee and snacks, and talk amongst ourselves. This truly was going to be a “gentlemen’s course.”
January 9, 2007

Day two of in processing was much like day one. A lot of good information was given out, but most of the blocks of instruction were geared toward the new soldier – the guy who has about 2 months military experience. Following in processing and dinner, we were invited to the Officer’s Club. This was a chance for us to met and greet with the officers of the 1-11th Infantry Regiment to get some advice on our careers and swap stories. It was also an opportunity for us to drink. I have to admit, I was still half-expecting some grotesquely huge sergeant in BDU’s to come in and drag us all outside for a long smoke session! But, it was becoming clear that as long as we act like officers, we would be treated accordingly.
January 10-12, 2007
The rest of in processing is far too boring to discuss here. It consisted of the usual poking and prodding, shots, x-rays, briefings, paperwork, blah, blah, blah. We finished up the week with our PT test and equipment issue. I didn’t do as well as I would have liked on the PT test, but I’ll be able to retake it during week 6. We do PT every morning, but it’s less than challenging. We usually run about 3 or 4 miles, or we do some muscle failure exercises (push ups, pull ups, sit ups, dips, etc.). I’m looking forward to the long weekend!