Uniform 189 Recruit Journal Week 04

International Maritime Signal Flag Uniform

International Maritime Signal Flag Uniform

Formed: May 06, 2014

Graduates: June 27, 2014

Week 04



Divine Sundays back in action. This weekend was eventful to say the least. Yesterday, we had a hands-on class about Seamanship, but we ran into integrity issues. Not just with one shipmate. Therefore, the CCs we heated. We were saved by divine hours. After lunch Uniform-189 landed in to hell on earth. “Fire, Fire, Fire”, piece I.T., “Fire, Fire, Fire”, squats, pieces in sniper position, “Fire, Fire, Fire” and the building wasn’t on fire. Hours later, Sierra, Tango, Uniform, and Victor practiced drilling in front of James Hall for sunset parade. I have a bittersweet love for my piece; I love her, but I hate her. You never know what to expect when your CCs order you to get your piece. Are we drilling or getting hammered with piece I.T.? After our drill practice for the sunset parade, we all put on our inspection ready uniforms that we’ve worked so hard on since week 02. They didn’t seem as perfect as the LCC wanted them to. Sunset was at 2014. During the actual ceremony, we marched well, presented our arms to the colors and stood at attention for the National Anthem. What a great feeling of pride. The sky was purple and orange, and the sunset was beautiful. The crowd clapped for us. It’s really hitting me that my life will change, drastically. I am risking my life to protect, defend, save, and be the people of the United State’s shield. Week 04 will start tomorrow and expectations are getting higher. The required knowledge will get more difficult, but not impossible. The Lead Company Commander spoke to us tonight about expectations in the weeks ahead. He didn’t shout, yell, or go crazy, he simply talked to us. He assured us what happened over the weekend with the integrity was no longer an issue, and he doesn’t hold grudges. He expects nothing but 100%.



Starting off fresh and early on week 04! Today we took a hike to Goff hall for marksmanship. It was 8 hours long and we loved every minute of it. We got exposure to the standard Coast Guard pistol and got to shoot on the range simulator. The range instructors are very knowledgeable and passionate about their jobs. Safety was the soul of our lesson. Today at the range, we had a special guest, our Mentor, CDR Gibbons. It’s not every day you shot along side with the Executive Officer. He is always engaging and filled with lots of wisdom. After the class, we reported back to the squadbay and everything went downhill from there. Like I mentioned yesterday, expectations are much higher. Our heads and racks were a mess and our shoes were not properly stowed. It’s never a good night when almost everyone makes the same mistake. What we lack is checking over each other. When someone from the outside check us, we look 10 times worse than how our CCs see us. This cannot happen again. We need to lock it up.



A couple more days until we fill out of dream sheets. The joy of brainstorming where you’d like to live is beyond me. Today we had two classes, first on commitment, and the second on colors. Both topics hold much value in the Coast Guard.


We are getting better. As the days flow by, our reaction time, communication amongst the squadbays, and our marching has improved. Apparently, during the sunset parade on Sunday, we did a good job. We finally felt accomplished by all of the hard work put forth. Today, we had classes on enlisted jobs and housing arrangements. This gives us a timeframe to consider. Short term goals, marriage, children, etc. It’s time to grow up and make adult decisions. On a more bootcamp note, We had our PT test today. You have to pass it in order to graduate on time. The Lead Company Commander said he expected 20 people to fail and only 9 did, by a hair. He seemed impressed and gave us a night without games….well without the harsh and painful games. We had our usually Wednesday night visit with the Chaplains and got updated on current events. He also stated he heard great news about U-189 at the sunset parade. Here’s the thing, we are in week 04 which means we have 4 weeks left. We cannot afford to get too comfortable or arrogant because we’ve made it this far. Take each day as a lesson and a blessing, continue to receive criticism and change what needs fixing. We are not perfect but we can strive to be, if we choose to be. On a side note, Today was the first day I think I saw our LCC crack a smile in our direction. One of my male shipmates asked him what it means when, on an assignments list, it stated female berthing available. The LCC seemed to have a hard time with explaining with a straight face what was seemed so logical and black and white. Tonight was our first night we took a shower and got ready for taps in 20 minutes without a penalty. We need to earn evening routines more often.


Anyone and probably everyone you ask going into bootcamp will probably tell you it’ll “be fine” and “not that bad” or hey it’s just 8 weeks, it will be over before you know it. We’ll I’m here to tell you whoever said that was dead wrong. My name is SR Thorpe, and I have now made it to week 04 with Uniform. I will not sugar coat it. Basic Training isn’t a game. No one is here to have fun, not the recruits or company commanders. There are no good days or bad days, there are just days that suck less than others. Sure there are some points in your day when you think to yourself “Hey, I did better” or “we as a group did better”, but the moment your moral starts to get up, o you think you beat the CCs games, they are extremely quick to make you wish you had never been born. The reality is yes, we’re getting more proficient at simple tasks like making time objectives as a company, but we still get beat up with incentive training. Doing something right is hard when you have a CC screaming in your face to push harder, or scream louder, move faster, or just be quiet during muster. Our days are meant to be filled with stress. We get told by non-CC instructors that this whole thing is just a system to make us better. But that doesn’t change anything in the end when you’re out on the quarterdeck with sweat pouring down your face and arms like pieces of lead as your sit in sniper position. Nothing changes. The days are hard, you get yelled at all day. You will sweat more than you ever have, and when your head hits the pillow or those 4 precious hours of sleep, you fall directly asleep. Welcome to TRACEN Cape May. Welcome to Coast Guard Boot CAMP. Suck it up and start pushing the earth. Semper Paratus.




Today wasn’t a terrible day. That’s a big deal around here. These days are far and few between. I had watch the night before, so I only ended up get around 3 ½ hours of sleep and didn’t wake up in the best of moods. Here at Cape May, time moves in every direction at different speeds. So remembering what happened this morning is just as hard as remembering what I ate for breakfast a week ago. Today we had our mid-term in which everyone passed. After that, the males went and got another haircut amd we had a squadbay inspection done by our Section Commander, in which we also passed. After evening chow, the company split and half went to choir and the rest of us went on a 2 mile run. Our LCC gave us a chance to sing a few cadences while running. It was just a taste of cadences, but it was by far the most fun I have had here at bootcamp. But I, along with my shipmates, believe our sneaky CCs wull just bring the pain ten-fold in the next few days and into week 5. Just a hunch. Lastly, our hearts go out to our first reverted company member.


Today was probably our toughest day in week 04. We had such a great day yesterday, there was no way we could mess up “staying on our Lead Company Commanders good side” streak we had going. But we did. Shipmates were too comfortable and didn’t feel the need to work with a sense of urgency. I’m assuming it’s because we received a good day, but shipmates were not locked on today. It’s an odd case of senioritis and therefore, we played lots of games. You’d think shipmates would figure out, stay locked on, and good things would happen. Instead we had a few bad apples who were caught sleeping in class, touching their face, not sounding off. A few bad apples make the whole basket rotten. Our LCC was so frustrated with us, he simple stopping dealing with us and handed us over to the assistant CCs. On a brighter note, dinner was great tonight. Cheesesteaks. Not your average meat loaf and veggies dinner. Today, we found out we will be standing watch at Sexton Hall. Sexton Hall is the first place you arrive to when reporting to bootcamp. Returning back to Sexton Hall brought up terrible and frightening memories all over again. But we must do our jobs and watch over the new forming recruits. There are also about 8 CC there every night. At this point, we are all prepared for their dialogue, so watching over Sexton Hall shouldn’t be too bad.