I went to the U.S. Navy "Great Lakes" boot camp in Oct 1965. Being from a very small town in Ohio (only 1 stoplight), I was surprised to discover that I had been grouped with a large number of “big city” boys from NY and PA. We were immediately assigned to an old WWII transit barracks (Camp Berry), and one of the 1st things the Company Commander/Drill Instructor did was to throw a sheet out on the floor and order everyone to deposit their “weapons” in a pile, as they were not permitted in boot camp. I could not believe how many different sized knives and brass knuckles suddenly materialized! It was indeed an eye opener for a country boy! What a surprise I had later when I learned that most of these guys had never seen a live cow before, but in turn I'd never seen/rode a subway! The guys all turned out to be terrific fellows and boot camp was indeed memorable for us all. I ultimately ended up in Radioman “A” School in Bainbridge, Md., with future assignments to USS Serrano out of Pearl Harbor and NavComSta Guam - (turned out to be the best job ever). Go Navy!