My Name is Marc, I'm 41 I'm a survivalist by fate! I grew up in a home where my step dad hated me beat the crap out of me til the state had given me to my Grandmother, I lived with her til I was 15, at which time I moved back to my Moms because she divorced my step father. She caught me upstairs with a girl , and kicked me out of the house, I managed to work to get a few bucks sleeping in alleys, bushes, friends sheds with a creative card board box design. I would make sure to keep a couple bucks in a Lowell Bank so I could keep my ATM card, this way late at night when walking the streets in the freezing winter I could open ATM's and cuddle in the corner for a short time and thaw out. I survived learned a lot about people, friends, relatives, and what reallt matters in times of need. In 1993 I was enjoying a couple brews with my bros and was mugged by a gang of Asians in Lowell MA. I was shot 3 times and had my leg shattered, was inches away from dieing and "I Survived" Today I remember always thinking nothing will happen! Don't worry about it! and of course every time something would happen and I wouldn't be prepared... Now I own my house, ha a couple cars, motorcycle, own a few Glocks, my sons serving in Abu Dabi right now. I have a great job, nobody gave me anything! I worked hard to get out of the gutter on my own! I strive now like a maniac reading manuals on survival, I watched all 21 episodes of Survivor man in 1 day. I study Bush Craft now, I've made some "BOB" bags for each family member we practice basic techniques in the event we shall need them. Well I hope I didn't spew to much info and bore you to death, just wanted to say I LOVE SURVIVING , and will read this site from top to bottom!