I remember making the decisions about the military
Coast Guard had a long waiting list, so that was out
Didn't want to be a ground pounder so that was out
I wanted to be a aviation mechanic, preferably engines, either jet or reciprocating
My math skills were not the best
I ended up working with propellers, but they were on fuses that went into bombs, so i made myself one of the best Aviation Ordnancemen that i could be.
I was sent to every school for my classification on the West Coast for bombs, missiles, rockets, a few other things that i won't mention.
I learned to love the smell of unburnt napalm 24 hours a day
the only thing was, when i got out, no one needed my particular skills