I went into the Army
at nearby Fort Knox in 1988 (
who knew I'd return to the area?), when I was 21. I had undiagnosed autism then...still made the MEPS inspection. I did okay with my own triumphs & tribulations in training.
Little did I know that at the time, a second phase of the Gramm-Rudmann-Hollings Act passed Congress, making profound budget cuts to the military: one day, several guys and I were called to a lecture hall where a Colonel awaited us, got us seated and explained that our contracts with the Army were now terminated...and we were going home.
We were stunned, nobody had
ever heard of
that happening! I was glad one younger guy was going home...he was worrying us, badly, seemed suicidal. But within 4 days, all our gear was turned in...and we all flew home.
That 51 days taught me
a lot, it jump-started my adult life. But that was the time I was getting pushed-n-pulled by diapers; once I got back, I discovered Attends and began wearing me-sized Pampers...and the struggle went on for another ten years...and eased up when I discovered there were others like me and we were AB/DL.
I meet a lot of vets, especially Vietnam vets, who ask if I served, so I tell 'em my story, followed by me saying "I trained but I did not serve"; every single Vietnam vet corrects me, tells me I served. I feel ashamed...
THEY served, not I.