You always remember your first jump.. The twisties..then the blurries from the C130 aircraft exhaust as you watch your chute out in front of you open before your eyes.. you level out and all is silent.. The bluries clear.. but then you hear some guy on the ground with a bullhorn telling you what you gotta do next.. you hit the ground and here comes another black hat yelling at you telling you where to go and what to do next.. he makes you beat your boots.. you gather your chute into your kitbag and go your way to the buses. You do it all again 4 or 6 hours later.. same thing.. But no one ruins your first jump and that memory.. Same as your business you start years later.. Do not ever let any one of them take it away.. Odds are (none of them) have ever even come close to all you have done..And God sees their idiotness.. This is your faith Semper Fi .. These are (tiny) people before you.. a bunch of nobodies in the eyes of God