dellroy

corey dellairehttp://ccriopenminds.wikispaces.com/dellroy  At seventeen years old I joined the Marine Corps. All through high school I had prepared myself for college courses, studying hard. Halfway through my senior year I went to a career fair held at my school, it just so happen there were recruiters from all armed services there. I kind of walked around the auditorium just browsing. I had already made my plans the year before about my future. I had been excepted to the Maine Maritime Academy in Castine Maine. So I was just killing time at the career fair. I started walking towards the Marines table, I stopped, for some reason, maybe because I was curious. I struck up a conversation with the Sgt. there, his name I believe was Coulson. It started out just as talking about sports and other small talk. Most Marine recruiters could sell ice cubes to an Eskimo, they're trained to be salesmen. So the next thing I know I was talking about maybe joining as an officer after college. And by the end of the month I had made my mind up to go in the Marines as enlisted not an officer. The Maritime Academy could wait, I think it was more of my parents dream than mine. I still had one problem, I was still a minor. My parents still had to sign the paper work for me, which I thought might be a problem. My Father was the one who actually signed for me, My Mother on the other hand seemed very upset, with the trouble brewing in the Middle East at the time. So two days after I graduated from High School I was on the bus headed toward Parris Island S.C. for a rude awakening. Nothing can prepare you for what I was about to experience. Sometimes I wonder what my life would of been like had I gone to Maine Maritime Academy instead, but I would never trade my experiences in the Marine Corps for anything, I got to travel around world, meet interesting people, experience different cultures, and make the kind of friendships that last a life time.