I joined the Navy for three primary reasons:
1) Three hots (of relatively real food) and a cot (with a relatively real mattress) no matter what was going on as long as the ship was afloat or the base intact.
2) Travel to countries and stationing at bases which are not either swampish hellholes or other gowdawful places that were mostly chosen primarily because they are good areas to blow up during practice. In other words, no one else wanted places like Ft. Polk Louisiana since Jefferson bought it.
3) No running more than 2 and 1/2 miles every year. No packs to lug around.
I did four years active, primarily in the Pineapple Fleet at Pearl Harbor Hawaii. Two stints of West Pacific cruising in the middle of the Iran-Iraq war. First time our ship was relieved on station by the USS Stark which was shot up by one of Sadaam's flyboys "by mistake" two weeks after we left. We got to re-relieve them. Fun times.
Remember missiles don't kill people; people kill people.
Second time I got there, a week had gone by since the USS Vincennes had shot down an Iranian jet liner "by mistake." Lots of fun motorboat fighting that time around.
Side bennies were travel to Australia, Samoa, Tonga, and 14 other countries, states or provinces in their turn, and of course, living in Hawaii when not deployed.
Anyway, I was what is called an instant Boatswain's Mate, which means that yes indeed, I drank myself out of electronics school and was shipped directly to the fleet with no "advanced" training whatsoever to maintain the surfaces and refueling/restocking hardware of a destroyer. Cut two years off of my six year enlistment for which I am eternally grateful.
I left 3 and 1/2 years later honorably discharged at E-5 with a GI Bill and a nice tan and the rest is history. I was offered a chance to go ROTC and mustang it back in as an officer but declined.
I have been interested in knives since I can't remember. I didn't really know anything useful about knives until I was a Boatswains Mate. I'll now take scary sharp and easily resharpened any day over edge holding if sharpening is a pain. Working around manila and synthetic line all of the time will get you to see things that way.
Also, after using some knives beyond their endurance, I have no patience for a knife that cannot live up to a "no BS, no excuses" standard. However, that's been too apparent lately.
------------------
Never confuse movement with action.
Ernest Hemingway
[This message has been edited by Oregon Duck (edited 20 November 1999).]