Zulu 191 Recruit Journal Week 04


Zulu 191 Recruit Journal

Formed: September 22, 2015

Graduates: November 13, 2015


So week 04 is coming to a close and I’ve been given the task of writing a summary for our company. Basic cut and dry step by step entries, but seeing that we’re half way to graduation I’ll give a half camp summary.

I’m going to start with some random stories in no particular order. Simply showing how we let our time pass by. Among week 03 was a night like any other. Recruits were beat and soaked from the harsh sun and ridiculous workouts most graciously handed down from our company commanders. To make matters worse the first thing we hear an hour before bed time was “grab your pieces!” This in military talk means “prepare to sweat!” To our surprise it was actually the opposite, our Company Commanders wanted to show us manual of arms (spinning guns, looking boss, blah, blah, blah) so were all lined up and wouldn’t you know it, one of our shipmates messed up… So all that circling in our head is “what obscene punishment will we have to do now… maybe balance on our thumbs while reciting 90’s sitcoms”; to our surprise our Company Commander only singled out the individual. His punishment was Dave Chappell prime funny. So the said shipmates infraction was smiling, so his orders were to hold a M1 Grande in sniper position and smile. Very simple task directions but after 05 minutes the shipmate started to lose his grin. Being such a nice, caring Company Commander he gave excellent words of encouragement, “Hey what’s wrong? Don’t you like to smile? No not a painful smile; a happy smile; act as happy as that pop tart cat who farts sparkles and rainbows”. Immediately the “coughs” started, of all the stories to tell, most derive from one company commander… And he isn’t even ours. Ladies and Gents: Petty Officer Botts. If I were to describe him, I’d say he’s a mix of hipster, a sprinkle of jokester, and a pinch of (I look in the mirror every morning and say “you talking to me, you talking to me?!” From what the females say he’s a handsome guy but like his title he’s 2nd class compared to Oakland… But that’s not really on topic so I digress. To put it short, Petty Officer Botts is a comedian and he enjoys his job.

There are ton of storiesM, I could go on and on but I’m sure we’ll just save them for post November 13. I’ll touch on a few though to give you an idea. Around 04 days ago; actually belay my last; around 12 days ago our power went out due to severe storms, all that lit our halls were service lights; making it look like the start of a crappy 80’s horror show; to add on to that a restriction was placed on recruits, “quarterdeck was for official business only”. What makes this story great is I actually witnessed it firsthand. Why I was on the deck was for a simple delivery. So I approach my Company Commanders hatch and at the end of the hall were my Lead Company Commander Chief Kilduff and Petty Officer Botts… I felt like a lone mouse trapped in a snake pit but with the smoothest shift of luck I was saved. A fellow shipmate ran in from behind the duo and tried to go by without permission (wrong move) Botts let out a “whoa” as if an 18 wheeler just cut him off and Kilduff comes in with the backup, telling said shipmate to do an about face (turn around) which he botched… Botts started by proclaiming he was trying to dance and Kilduff gave him an order to about face until it was done right. Meanwhile, I’m a statue watching like a fish that got near sharks eating chum. After the shipmates 4th try Botts was convinced the shipmate wanted to dance so out of nowhere Kilduff and Botts started stomping and singing a square dance song while the shipmate kept about facing… The cut I got on my cheek was from biting it so I wouldn’t laugh: totally worth it.

On a more serious note though, Zulu-191 is progressing very well. We did so well, we upgraded from a stick with a sheet of paper to an actual “Z” flag (true story). Of all the times I wrote or mentioned us needing to get louder and faster – now is the time to show up. We still have minor details to patch but then again “the standard you walk past is the standard you accept”. Morale is high around the bay and Zulu is already waiting for tomorrow. Bring it on! On a side note, to the families out there, keep your chin up, we’ll be back as soon as you know it; bigger and better than ever. November 13th will come sooner than you think. – SR Boulanger, Zulu-191


Editor’s Note: This blog post was written by a recruit currently involved in Coast Guard basic training. The thoughts and opinions expressed in this Journal do not necessarily reflect those of Training Center Cape May, the U.S. Coast Guard or the federal government and are the sole opinion of the author. Recruit Journals are written by personnel in a high-stress environment with little time, so please excuse grammar and punctuation in the above article. The staff at Training Center Cape May do not edit the journals in any way, so as to ensure authenticity of the content and messages.