At old age before retirement I had to move from a forced place to another city. In addition to everything, I had to re-formulate my certificate and in the Military Command. The town is small, almost a village. I come, give a military ticket and the necessary papers, the chancellor goes for a personal affair - there is no personal affair. No and no, look for it. They are looking – there is no one. It must be a scandal. Once again they take a military ticket, look at the specialty, scratch and run to the military. He found my business there. It turns out, in our town, all military personnel have traditional military specialties, such as motor shooters and only I have one kind of unknown type of ballistic missile ignitor. Military for some reason decided that if I am called, it means one thing - run, Vasya, run. Here he installed my only daddy in the whole town with a specialty for himself in the regiment waiting for the time of Ch. and fortunately.