This is my oldest story (well, my first time is, but this was way better than that), and happened 18 years ago, on the day I returned from basic training. The details are a little fuzzy and as years went by, I guess my brain changed a few things, but still remember this day very fondly.
After weeks and weeks of being with only men, I [M20] took the train back to my hometown and was allowed to travel in uniform, as I knew my parents would be happy to see me. They throw me this “surprise” party which I was sort of expecting after speaking with Tommy [M20] my best friend. I missed him a lot, gotta say, even though you don’t have that much time to think about the people you left back at home, because you’re always so busy in training and have a whole new set of people you become attached to.