I won't lie, the week that Bobby spent at the Coast Guard Academy felt like the L-O-N-G-E-S-T week ever.
The particpants were not allowed any contact with the outside world...add in the fact that we knew Bobby wasn't sitting around the campfire singing about his lost meatball. The week was about pushing the prospective cadets to their physical and emotional limits....sounds fun, right?
I can't tell you how relieved I was to see him march out during the graduation procession, looking relatively unscathed although about 10 lbs lighter.
Here's Bravo company showing off their mad marching skills at the graduation ceremony...Bobby is the tall one, about mid-pack...who knew he could follow directions?
Beyond the fact that I was just plain relieved he survived, I was also super proud of all the "Aimsters"...
Bobby said it was the hardest week of his life, physically and mentally grueling. He said his Cadre yelled at him even more than I do, go figure!
Seriously, I don't think I've ever seen Bobby so happy to see us...
Great job, kid!