I joined the Marines in 1974 with my best friend, Steve. To say that Steve is a big guy is an understatement: he is 6'7" tall and weighed more than 220 lbs. On the first day of boot camp Steve told me he had to spit a loogie on the "lawn" and the junior D.I., a small 120-lb. man, saw him do it and told him, "Pick that up and put it in your pocket!" I asked, "What'd you do?" He said, "I picked it up and put it in my pocket!" I knew then it was going to be a long 3 months!