Spent 9 years in the Marine Corps ('72-'81). Came home in '77 with 1st Battalion 4th Marines. Re-inlisted and switched to the air wing. Ended up teaching squids and jarheads radar and computer theory before ending up running a avionics shop for a CH53 squadron.
I developed shin splints so bad I could no longer run (Navy Captain said I was a Clydesdale, not a thoroughbred...) and they were not going to let me re-enlist. So I bailed and spent the next 30+ years as an electronics hardware/firmware engineer.
I was shot at, shot, stabbed, blown off a mountain by an artillery shell, and still managed to come home with everything intact.
My son went into the Air Force and learned how to program rebuilt jet engines for F16s. He had a much easier time than I.
