"So do you miss the Point?"

This was the question that I got from one of our Wednesday night soupline volunteers this week- do miss West Point? Now that's a good question.

After I was finished laughing hysterically, I told him that I really didn't miss it one bit. After all, most of my worst memories have happened there.

But then I actually thought about it, and brought myself to realize that I do miss certain parts back at USMA. And their all just little things that made life tolerable. Stuff like Father Wood’s sermon on Sunday morning, my old CS teacher making fun of himself for being a massive geek, staring down plebes, etc.

So what are some things that I don’t miss? The mess hall food is a good start. I also don’t miss having classes, drill, company athletics, wearing a uniform, having to shave every day, dusting the smoke detector for a SAMI, and other such retarded West Point stuff.

If I had so say that one thing I truly missed, it would be some of the friends that I made there. I’m trying to stay in contact and on top of the gossip, but you just can’t do that from two thousand miles away. I miss hanging out on Thursday nights having a cigar with my roommate Brett. I also miss the feeling of leaving West Point, which is one of the most euphoric things I’ve ever experienced.

I say all of this in good fun and high spirits. At the end of the year, I’ll be ready to go back and finish up my sentence and join the Army for real. Until then, I’ll keep my mind in the here and now, serving God’s people.