Sunday is Veteran's Day. And at the expense of writing about a topic I think will be covered heavily on most blogs Sunday, I am going to write today about being a veteran. I am a veteran. I joined the Navy at the age of 17. My mother signed the papers for me to enlist early.....(do you think that should have clued me in to something?????)..... For those of you who don't know my *real* age, that means I joined the Navy in 1983. When I went in to the Recruiter's office I was sure I wanted to be in the medical field and told them I wanted to be a NavyCorpsman. He said, "We need electricians, do you want to be an electrician?" "No, I want to be a Corpsman." "Are you sure you don't want to be an electrician??" At which point my mother stepped up and politely (but firmly) said, "She wants to be a Corpsman. So recruit her as a Corpsman, or we will go somewhere else."
He looked over my ASVAB scores and said I could be a Corpsman, but I would have to take high school chemistry first. So I did.
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