I joined the Marines because I wanted to make my dad proud, and he was a Marine, and he fought in the Middle East, but i wanted to follow in his footprints and be a Marine, and when I turned eighteen, I joined the Marines. I didn’t know what I wanted to do when I joined, but I had to figure that out by the time I finished boot camp, the only thing they had open that I was even remotely interested in was Heating, Ventilation, and A/C. They needed people to install Heating, Ventilation, and A/C into huts in the Middle East. I could understand needing air conditioner because my dad told me it was the desert. It got severely warm and without air conditioner it was hard to breathe. I didn’t know it got frigid at night. Some guys walked around in parkas at night, because of how low the hot and cold temperatures got. I told my dad while in a video chat that I was an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C specialist, and wondered why I needed to know all this stuff. He laughed and told me to wait until winter. I would know why it was necessary to have both heating and air conditioner. I thanked him for the encouragement, but I wished he hadn’t been so unbiased about the weather. He said it was even more daunting when the wind storms hit, especially if you weren’t in a hut, but you soon learned to love what little Heating, Ventilation, and A/C you had if you were lucky to have it. He also told me it was nice I had chosen something that would supply me a option at a career when I got out of the Marines.