Hi, Alex. I was a nerdy kid who grew up in the tenaments of the Bronx, NY. Attended City College and was drafted into the United States Army to serve in Vietnam. Up until that time the only weapon, if you can call it that, was my Boy Scot pen knife; my only uniform, the suit my mother made me wear for special occasions, and the outfit I wore to my Boy Scout meetings. I was clumbsy, dyslexic, and less than average right through college. But, after Airborne Ranger School, and leading a combat team across Vietnam, Laos, and Cambodia, once I was locked, loaded, and ready for a missoin, I transformed from this wierd, skinny, pale complexion boy, into one hell of a bad-ass boogy man. Of course, I paid the price for the transformation for the rest of my life. Regards