When I was about nine years old I had a job that involved delivering sales books to houses in residential neighborhoods around town. The guy in charge told me to walk down this road until I got to the last house and he would be there to pick me up. What he failed to tell me was that there was a long gap between a group of houses. I got to the end of the first string of houses and could see no more houses for quite a long walk. I turned back and waited near the last house I had delivered to for about two hours before he found me. He said I didn't walk all the way down the roda and I explained to him that I had walk about a half mile and didn't see anything on the horizon so I went to the last house and waited. If you get lost don't get off the path. This was in the mid-70's and we didn't have cell phones back then, I had no water, food or communication with me so I had to wait. Besides that I was in an area that I had no clue about. Since then I would not go somewhere unless I knew about the area and had some form of preparations. Ever since I was born, as far back as I can remember I wanted to be in the Army. When I turned eighteen I enlisted in the Marines and learned about being prepared for anything and I have been hooked ever since. I enjoy learning new things about surviving in the wilderness and use many of things I've learned here in everyday life.