Got a letter yesterday - the first from the Boy, who is studying emergency medical care on the 100-year-old Army National Guard base. Old-fashioned mail the only way to communicate with him. No email or cell phones, or even calls on a public phone are permitted until the day we go to pick him up. No leave or liberty, either.
He tells me he has been made Assistant LPO (Lead Petty Officer), which is really good. And that the course and tests are challenging, the (for now) imaginary wounds gruesome and shocking. The students will meet with a real Navy doctor, ride with an EMS team and spend some time in an ER in a hospital.
Good. I'm satisfied.
Shall we sing along? The Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B
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