In the beginning...I was born in Tacoma Washington, July 1st 1975. My early years are kinda fuzzy so it'll be brief.When I was...4 or 5 or so my mom met this nice guy and the 3 of us sailed to Alaska from Portland Oregon... I think. We stopped in Ketchikan, where I still call home today.About 3 or 4 years later me and my mom moved to Homer Alaska, which is a little south of Anchorage. A few years later we packed up and moved back to Ketchikan. Growing up in the final frontier, I lived an active outdoor life filled with fishing, boats, bikes and the likes. Well anyway, mom remarried and this time 3 was a crowd so after suffering a few years of(Mr. Lacey), DAD, ya right! I moved down to North Fort Myers Florida and I was introduced to a few of the finer things in life.Beaches, Volleyball, A great Aunt and Uncle and of course the United States Marine Corps. Shortly after I finished my Jr. year in H.S. I enlisted in the Delayed Entry Program for the Marines and July 6th of 1994 I met 3 very loud Men, they were my Drill Instructors at Parris Island, South Carolina. Sept. 23 I earned the title of U.S. Marine, but my training had only begun. Next stop was Home of the Infantry Training Battalion or M.C.T. in short Marine Combat Training. About a month later I found myself on the move again to my Military Occupational Specialty School at Redstone Arsenal, Alabama. When I joined my recruiter said I could go Explosive Ordance Disposal and and play with unexploded bombs, he heh. Oh no, he didn't tell me that to become E.O.D. you had to start off as a lowly Ammunition Technician, Ammo Tech, Dump Dawg, B.B counter and a Bullet stacker. I did real good in school finishing 2nd in the class and I was class leader, Please hold your applause.Well I wanted to see the world so off I went to The island of Okinawa. Well, Okinawa really made me love the Corps. I was stationed with Force Recon and I was traveling to about nine countries a year to include Australia, Korea, Thailand, Hawaii, Micronesia, Indonesia, Guam and Philliphines. When I was in Hawaii I got my first tattoo. In 95' of July I also attended Ft. Benning for Airborne School. Talk about a joke, 101st Airborne Infantry ARMY ha ha ha. I don't want to get into too much detail or I'd be writing all damn night but damn I had fun there. Well I had so much fun that I ended up staying for two years and then I was "lucky" enough to move on to Camp Swampy, where all the women are beautiful. Camp Lejeune North Carolina sucked then and it still does. One of these days I'll be on my way again, but hell I just can't wait. Jan 1998 I re-enlisted and joined Public Affairs to be a photo journalist and that made it a little better but hell one man can't have everything. But that doesn't stop me from trying if you know what I mean.Now I'm in Kosovo sweatin my nads off and dying to get the chance to shoot a gook, if you know what I mean.
Now I'm in Kosovo sweatin my nads off and dying to get the chance to shoot a gook, if you know what I mean.
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