Joined the US Navy in 1970,,
They decided I needed to be a nuclear certified welder,, so the ENTIRE summer, and most of the fall of 1971, I spent welding EVERY DAY in San Diego CA,,,
Then, no sooner than I get on my first ship as a Shipfitter,, they combined rates with Damage Controlman,
I THEN spent the ENTIRE summer, and most of the fall of 1972 learning fire fighting, and ship hull damage repair.
(THAT was the year that the US Navy realized that steel ships could burn,, and EVERYONE needed some fire training)
After my year of intense fire training, I had to spend one or two days a week doing fire training on my ship.
After all that, I got to enjoy life with a couple visits to the MED,,, on an almost 30 year old destroyer,, that needed constant repair!!
EVERY day was more enjoyable than the previous!! Even walking into a 50X50 foot elevated grate room full of burning heavy crude oil,, and having to put out the fire, with only one fire hose,,,
Safety equipment?? Our denim shirt, and denim pants,, and boondocker shoes. We did not wear our hat, did not want to get it dirty!! AND, NO, not even a pair of gloves,,,
At that age,, there was no fear,, I do not remember anyone ever acting scared,,
even when crossing the Atlantic several times, on a three decade old ship that was only 40 feet wide,,, AND,, we NEVER steered "around" a storm,, what fun would that be??