I have learned, through my experiences, that little things shouldn't bother me. I just take care of them and go on with my life.

Once while on duty in Australia, a pack of wild dogs got onto base, threatening the safety of the all the personel on base. I had to form a team and coral the dogs into a hanger and lock them up until the animal experts came. At first I was very worried about being attack, but once the dogs were locked up, I realized this was a little thing, and little things shouldn't bother me.

Then there was the time in the Philipines, when a mob of angry natives rushed the bases, fence. The situation was very touchy, involving human emotions and possible violence, that we would have to put down, in whatever means needed. But after a lengthy standoff, things cooled down, and the natives left peacefully. Afterwards, I realized that this was a little thing, and little things shouldn't bother me.

Another time, on the flight line, a fire broke out next to a storage shed that contained many flameables. I grabbed the extinguisher from my truck, and joined the others that were already battling the flames. Eventually, the fire department arrive and were able to douse the entire shed with gallons of foam, putting the fire out before more extensive damage was done. At home I thought about the danger I had put myself in, then thought, that was a little thing, and little things shouldn't bother me.

I remember the time in Kansas when a young child was reported missing. We formed teams of 2 to search for her. After a full day of searching, the teams were returning with no results. But before I return, on the way back, I spotted and old discarded refridgerator in a field. I decided to stop and check it. Upon opening the door, I saw a little thing that will always bother me, every day of the rest of my life.