A New Job With Pinkerton Security

Growing up as a child, I was different from the rest of the kids in my current community. I grew up in a tiny religious dot, barely recognizably on a map; West Union, Ohio. I moved to Cincinnati shortly before my first grade year, but I can visually account for many memories that were created during my first portion of life in West Union.

When I received my orders to be stationed at Schofield Barracks, Hawaii with 2nd Brigade, 25th Infantry Division I was beyond excited. One, it was in Hawaii, but also, it was because I would have the opportunity to further my interaction with the people and

One year after my arrival at the 907th the Operations Officer called me into his office and asked me if I would be interested in escorting some highly classified equipment to Ohio for retrofitting and calibration. Not knowing what was involved I said, "sure". It sounded like a great adventure

I went to Basic Combat Training at Fort Jackson, South Carolina where I was molded into a United States soldier. After completion of BCT, I went on to Advanced Individual Training located at Fort Lee, Virginia where I was awarded the military occupational specialty of a Unit Supply Specialist (92Y). My first duty station was at Camp Casey, Korea, 210 Fires Brigade where I served as a supply clerk, CBRN NCOIC and commander’s driver. My next duty station was at Fort Bliss, Texas, 3rd Brigade 1st Armored division where I served as a supply NCOIC, armorer, and PBO

Running out of time...for what? Oliver thought to himself. His thoughts started to ponder all the possibilities. I thought this was the greatest spy agency in America.

Out of all of my experiences, the 2015 Hawaii Wing Encampment was probably the epicenter of my own personal growth. This camp is basically a weeklong boot camp where cadets from around the state learn what it take to be a cadet in Hawaii. I left this camp a different person then when I came into it. I was faced with many challenges, usually all at once. I learned to delegate tasks between my staff and learned to follow through with the tasks I had assigned to them. I learned to be tactful when dealing with all the different personalities under my command. This experience was one of the most exciting activities I have ever done and has benefited me in a way unlike any experience I have ever gone through in the

It was back in Vietnam; My squadron and I had just been dropped off by our Bell AH-1 Cobra, we were going to be in that damn jungle til the sun rose three times over. I hated the jungles of Vietnam, because they made me regret every fiber in my being telling me to join the forces. The jungles were monotonous, and absolutely terrifying. You never knew if one of those Vietnamese were going to jump you from above. We ran off as soon as we hit ground from the copter; our mission was to flank Vietnamese infantry who held our soldiers pinioned on the other side of a nearby river. It was me, Johnny Boy from Pennsylvania, and Fly Eye Finn. Our Warrant Officer was more than your ordinary strick elementary school teacher. No matter what the costs, even if our men died; he would always say that any mission was a success as long as we expurgated

My first job was working in the grapes with my family. My motive was to buy a remote control car. My dad told me, “If you really worked hard for something, it would pay off eventually”. I was around seven years old. I still remember the early morning days when we would wake up at four in the morning to get dressed up in our uniform. This uniform consisted of a long sleeve shirt, pants, a bandana to cover your neck from the heat, and a hat. This was our every day work attire. While we were getting dressed for work, my mom would be making tacos to eat at break or at lunch time. These tacos were the best. They consisted of refried beans and pork meat with some salsa. Every day the taco menu would change but these were still the best. Once we were

My first real job was working for my dad on the farm. I started when I was 12, and I wasn’t getting a salary but he said he would help for my college if I helped him during the summers. I would work almost every day of the week with my dad on the farm doing everything that he told me to do. The work was very hard and I couldn’t do all of it on my own so I would get frustrated a lot. I could have just quit but the thing is I want to take over the farm when I grow old, so my motivation was to learn from everything that I had to do. Not getting paid was a little frustrating to, epically when my uncle had a stroke and my dad and I had to keep his farming running as well. We were doing double the work that we were doing before, and we were not getting

Since my early teens I have been working a part-time job at Kistler Tire & Auto. Over the years, life has thrown many obstacles in my way, some that I made on my own. But, I stay grateful because I have come to realize those obstacles have made me who I am. The biggest obstacle I struggled with was my father's death when I was sixteen. Life dropped a great amount of responsibility on my shoulders then. I grew up fast, started

On the flight from Boise, Idaho to Syracuse, New York I kept thinking to myself, “This is just a new chapter. This is just a new chapter in my life.” I was on my way to my next duty assignment, the 10th Mountain Division stationed at Fort Drum, New York. I was filled with dread from all the bad things people said about this duty station like, “Be ready for the 8 month winters” and “Get ready to deploy a lot.” It was a very scary time for me. I was told these comments when I was at my last duty station in Okinawa, Japan. I thought about them the entire time from the moment I got my orders to the moment I hopped on that plane to get there. After finding my seat, I was hit with the full idea of what I was about to experience.

I joined the United States Army in August of 2001, three weeks before the World Trade Center attack. Within eighteen months, I found myself in Eastern Afghanistan on countless missions that were both memorable and extremely dangerous. My last deployment ended on a dark night in East Baghdad in November of 2007. While our team accomplished our objective, I was wounded by enemy fire and was taken back home to recover. My circumstances changed in one night, and I was no longer able to lead my soldiers, let alone walk for a while. While I initially

I started working at a very young age for my grandpa, selling t-shirts at truck and tractor pulls. I moved into several customer service and assembly positions for five years. I developed many skills and met many great people. However, my passion was to work in an office environment. After fulfilling a year-long contract through a temporary agency, I received a job offer as a full-time permanent employee. I turned down this position in order to pursue my dream of working in an office environment.

I enlisted in the United States Army in the summer of 2005 and was quickly caught by surprise by how different the culture within the military truly was. People were valued by their rank, physical ability and marksmanship, not education, looks and wealth. I wish I could say my time in the Army was filled with crazy fun, and excitement, which there were plenty of both, however, my eight year enlistment was also filled with depression, heartache, loss and fear. I deployed three times during my career twice to Iraq and once to Afghanistan. I lost friends, soldiers and even got divorced during my deployments, but it was my last deployment that changed my life. During a routine patrol my vehicle was hit by an improvised explosive device (IED), the explosion left me disoriented and concussed, however, I was able to get my guys out of harm’s way. The explosion screwed up my back

From the very start of my enlistment, once I stepped foot off the cattle truck it was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. I was climbing towers and ropes higher then I had ever wanted to. Operating weapon systems that I had only seen in movies and on TV. The days of