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this memorable story about Donald when he was in the marines and has to endure the fear and pain of the horrible but memorable experience of taking off his mask for gas training. sometimes you have to do things your not comfortable doing in order to say you have truly lived thing called life.

It was July 1981 the second day of the marines Corps Recruit Depot (MCRD) in San Diego, California. The mission today was Gas training. Donald and all the other recruits had to go into a building that was filled with tear gas and take off their mask and recite their name, rank, and serial number before they were allowed to put their das masks back on. As Donald witnessed his peers go through the harsh pain of suffering while they try to site their name made Donald nervous but ready to get it over with. As the guys started to put their masks back on closer to him, he started breathing heavy making his heart beat faster and faster like he just got off a roller coaster. Donald was fearless but he wasn’t ready to die yet, he thought about all the things he never did and started to call on the gods and promise them that if he survives this he would not take life for granted anymore and live his life to the fullest. He made up a quick bucket list of all the wild adventurous things he would do. “I promise to go skydiving, I promise to go Bungee jumping from the tallest building in the world.” Donald thought to himself. Donald was next, he was thinking of methods of survival to do before he took off his mask, like inhaling deep breaths to prepare himself. “Alright Donald your up,” said Sergeant Jefferson. Donald followed through with his method and took a deep breath, he took the mask off slowly which was probably a bad idea and started to pronounce his name as fast as he could which was probably another bad idea. The key to this assignment was to not panic, and panic was what Donald did. As he got to pronouncing his last name, the tear gas got stronger and Donald's face was burning. Donald started twitching his head from left to right as a reflex of his face irritation. As he started to recite his serial number his eyes and started burning. Donald closed his eyes so tight so no gas can creep its way inside. Donald was halfway through the training and could barely breath. It got so bad that he started choking and spitting up, he cited the rank number and fell out, but not passing out. “Get him out of here said, Sergeant Jefferson. Sergeant Cobit pushed Donald outside so he could catch his breath. Donald fell to his knees with his head down as he was coughing. Donald coughed so much that you would think a lung might cough up a lung. Donald was sure that he saw the light and staircase to heaven gates. Donald thought he did all of that suffering for nothing then he felt ice-cold water running down his face, “You did it buddy” said one of the recruits, Donald smiled with relief.  

Gas training

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1981
San Diego

this memorable story about Donald when he was in the marines and has to endure the fear and pain of the horrible but memorable experience of taking off his mask for gas training. sometimes you have to do things your not comfortable doing in order to say you have truly lived thing called life.

Decade: 1980s
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Recorded by Sharvina Goodson on December 9, 2019
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