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2003-09-13 08:11:20 ET
Last weekend I went down to Cinci to pick up my younger son from the grans so that he would be with us when went to Chicago on 9-10 for my elder sons graduation from Navy Boot Camp. We drove 6 hrs to get there and arrived of course at rush hour(I think its always rush hour there).
The base is just north of the city so we had to take 94 through town. We found the hotel ok and were ready to go next morning. They had it set for 9:00 on 9-11. When we got there it was a lot like what you would see in films, the sentries directed us toward a parking lot at the far end of the base. As we are driving down the main street we are passing groups of other cadet types marching this way or that with instructors along side. It seems like every building has a torpedo on a pedestal in front of it. After we parked we walked to what seemed like the middle of the base to a big hall/ garage looking place where we directed to the section in front of where our sons division was going to be. It was neat when ever we had to cross a street there would be two crossing gaurds who would step out into the road and stand one facing traffic each way and hold up a hand to halt traffic until we were across(whether there was any or not). The cerimony was impressive, there was a navy band that played various anthems of which I recognised only one by name and two others that sounded familiar. Lots of marching and the flag of each state was introduced and some other stuff that I don't know how to describe. It was all very impressive and we took some pics and all but that was all secondary for me because I am the parent of one of those graduates and I'm focussed on him and the stuff that relates to him. Which is that there were 4 divisions graduating that day but only one was going to be a hall of fame division, and not every graduation has a hall of fame award. It is only given when a division exceeds all expectations in all the areas of qualifications. And guess who's son was in the group being so honored this day? I could not be more proud of my boy than I am right now, what a great day. |
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