Well, coming from the south west desert country, I wanted to see the ocean so I joined the Navy.
They also guaranteed me Air Control School.
So naturally, coming from the desert they sent me to Great Lakes, Illinois so I could learn to shovel snow. And march in the snow and exercise in the snow and stand guard duty in the snow and then shovel more snow.
Because it kept on snowing.
So while I'm in Boot Camp they tell me Air Control School is closed and I can either take Hospital Corps School, Dental Corps School or go to sea and take my chances of getting a school. I wanted to go to some kind of school while I was in the Navy, so I reluctantly took Hospital Corps School.
The Hospital Corps School was in Great Lakes, Illinois also, in another part of the base, so I went there and shoveled snow. I finished Hospital Corps School and then took what they called back then ... Advanced Paramedical Training and this made me eligible for a better and larger snow shovel. This also made me eligible for Independent Duty so they assigned me to the Marine Corps. It turns out the Navy provides medical personnel for the Marines.
Oh, and a week after I started Hospital Corps School ... Air Control School opened up again. I asked about my guarantee but was told it was too late.
The Marines enjoy running everywhere they go, so I enjoyed running with them. We'd run before breakfast, run to breakfast and then spend a large part of the day running when we weren't exercising then we'd run some more. Sometimes we'd get up in the middle of the night and go for a nice night run. Other times we'd just run.
So then they sent me overseas to a place I'd never heard of and it wasn't real nice, but I got to practice some of what I'd learned in those medical schools.
Then I came back home to finish my last couple months of service and lo and behold they put me at the Naval Hospital in Charleston, South Carolina! And I got to go to the beaches and I got to see the ocean from something besides an airplane!
Finally got my Honorable Discharge (after all my pranks at the Naval Hospital in Charleston THAT was nothing short of a miracle). I figured they'd probably just shoot me.
Then I went back home to the desert and tried to forget about snow and nasty Countries and I took my little bit of money and bought some Arabian horses and sold them to women who like near worthless horses, and worked a little shoeing horses for people and gentle breaking some horses for others. And it all worked out.
But I never regretted that time in the service and really, I feel sorry for young men who don't get that experience.
They made me a man.
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