[Surgicalcric]

My father instilled a strong sense of duty and service to ones country in me from a young age. I often sit and stare at my father’s shadow box in my office. I look at the pictures of him as a young man serving a country to which he was an immigrant, pictures of him standing a top pillboxes overlooking the beaches at Normandy. There is a look of satisfaction on his face. I want what he had.

I find myself wishing I had enlisted many years ago instead of pursuing a career in the Fire Service and EMS. I have thoroughly enjoyed my life thus far. I have enjoyed giving of my time, energy, and in some cases blood to the people in my community, but it is time to move on. It is time to seek another challenge, to find another way to give back to my country. And like so many others I felt a sudden draw to military service as the result of 9.11.01.

In an effort to figure out what it was I wanted to enlist into I began looking into the 75 Ranger Regiment and Special Forces. I have never been an average guy and have never settled for being ordinary. It did not take me long at all to narrow it down to just one option. Special Forces affords me everything I am looking for. The types of missions, the caliber of men, the satisfaction that comes with knowing I am serving with the best, and the security and peace of mind that comes with knowing the men to my left and right are just as dedicated as I am to not being average or just meeting the standard.

In addition I look forward to bringing Infinite Justice to those responsible for causing the deaths of many of my fellow Americans in a way only Special Forces can, quietly but violently.