They day was finally upon us to take the trip to Fort Jackson, South Carolina. My family and I were so excited. It had been a long and lonely nine weeks without my brother.
He is in the Army and it was time for him to graduate basic training. We left our home in Concord. North Carolina a day early just to make sure we were there in time to get to see him. After what seemed to be the longest two hour drive, we finally arrived at our hotel.
The whole family had trouble sleeping due the all of the excitement. The next morning we awoke, my mom was a mess trying to rush every one out the door but we were on time. As we entered the gate at Fort Jackson you could feel the excitement that everyone shared.
As we passed the troops we could hear their chants, so we would stop to listen. An unbelievable proud feeling covered all of us. We continued on our way and arrived at the graduation field.
We found our seats and waited with anticipation. Several hours had passed and we all wiggled in our seats as if to have had ants in our pants. Finally, the Commander came across the loud speaker to introduce the troops.
Then, after a quick demonstration of troops in battle and the showing off of the helicopters, it was finally time to get to see him. Out of the woods they ran, the crowds cheered and it was time to hug him once again. Sometimes it not the places you get to go but the people you get to see. The best trip for me was to ‘Proud Town’ and I found it because my brother serves this country.
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