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.