My Job Is The Kind That Made A Dissapointed Father Of A Troubled Son Pad His Son Shoulder While Pointed At Me And Said "Son, now that's a real man"

And it still is..

it takes a real man to send a real man to his duty, a real man who take his duty above all else,

and it takes a real man to face a mother, a sister, a daughter, a father, a brother and a son of a real man

justifying, honoring their sacrifice

so everything make sense, having a meaning

behind all this crazy crusty life of a husky sweaty men on safety overall and grease stained hard hat,

underpaid.