Army basic trainees at Fort McClellan were required to go on a demanding 12-mile march. They got started at 6 a.m. and were pumped up for the trek.
An hour later, feeling the heavy load of their packs, they wondered if the end would ever come.
“Men,” our sergeant yelled, “You're doing a FINE job. We've already covered four miles!”
Revitalized, we picked up the pace.
“And,” continued Sarge, “we should reach the starting point any minute now.”
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