I grew up in the woods, so I always had a love and respect for them, nothing major, its just "home". My parents divorced, and I moved in with my grandparents, in the burbs. I grew fat and lazy, and then, 3 years later, my mother took us back to the house I grew up in when I was 11..I started school and ran into an old friend, he was wearing camo, and didn't trust me...lol. Thats the truth, I was confused by his behavior, and then he told me that the Russians where gonna nuke us anyday, and everyone was gonna die except him...it peaked my interest, I went over his house after school the next day, he had books from paliden press! I was blown away, I was so happy that I wouldn't have to go back to school soon, and that all the rules would be gone any day...I was thrilled..my life sucked, my dad was gone..I loved the idea of the world coming to an end. I was about to find out that life takes care, and that it also chugs on...even if it shouldn't. I am older, and you can imagine the course of thought that my mind has taken, I no longer want the world to end, my daughters are way to awesome, and my friends and family are way to special to me...but it stuck...I was hooked, survival, and all that, that it entails..is just hanging around in my head. When I was 21, I hiked a portion of the Appalation trail and found out that all the crap I had bought for camping was useless weight. and learned about going light. I am currently learning about all the really impotant things, like firestarting, and food prep, edible plants and medicine in nature. Gene