Finished St 10 (December 1988), discovered booze, woman, young, restless and carefree, a full driving licence … what more do you want when you are 18 ?! December holiday (1988), waiting to go and “klaar in” (Jan 1989). Trots in my parents faces when I showed the my name in the paper – passed St 10 !
Ready to join the grownup word, going on a 2 year (Army) adventure (at that stage it was still 2 years – but all changed very soon afterwords). At last being able to smoke in the open, and not skelm like I used to. Having a drink or two with my old man. His pride in me for going to the Army.
1st Year in the Army (Mech Leader Wing, 1 SAI, Bloemfontein) and then shipping out to 61 Mech in Walvis (wanted to go to the border, but everything was being pulled back). Shooting guns, drinking and causing kak in Walvis and Swakop. Riots in Umlazi, the sarge we had, that pissed under a table in a night club, and the pulled his 9mm on someone that evening, threatening to shoot them. Can not remember his name for the live of me.
From a laaitie to man within a year (with a lot of kak inbetween) – but looking back, one of the best years on my life.
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