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Sgt Grit Marine Corps Newsletter - February 17, 2005

God, Country, Corps! The rest are just details.
Semper Fi!
K.Knight USMC ret.


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1st Sgt Kasal

Sgt Grit,
I believe many of your readers and especially those combat veterans will agree that this is a timeless image. This could easily be an island in the Pacific or the jungles of Vietnam. However, I see something other than a wounded marine in this photo. I see the essence of what it takes to be a Marine. It brings to mind the values of determination, self-sacrifice, and courage. Things that we all have learned with our time in the corps. This is a senior Marine looking out for the welfare of those in his charge. It's something I learned that on day one at Parris Island and I have never forgotten to take care of my "Devil dogs". It's this esprit de corps that make us who we are.
There has always been the "Old Corps, New Corps" debate. I've heard and read many Marines comment on the issue beginning with the phrase "Back when I was in the Corps. . .". I say, 'The generations may change, but Marines stay the same'. I'm sure your readers will understand exactly what I'm trying to convey. The bottom line is, Marines fight and sacrifice for each other. We've been doing it for 229 years and if I may quote an old saying, "Old Breed, New Breed, as long as it's the Marine Breed."
Keep up the good work!
Semper Fi,
K. Clark
Sgt USMC
1995-2001

Marine 1st Sergeant Brad Kasal has been nominated for the Medal of Honor. Picture and story.

LtCol Asad Khan

Sgt Grit,
For publish to our brothers- at- arms.
A few weeks back the Corps lost "another" darn fine Marine Officer who was respected by Marines and cherished by those whom he commanded. His Marines loved him!.

LtCol Asad Khan retired in a very small ceremony held at the O' Club at Camp Lejeune. His relief after returning from Afghanistan is what prompted his retirement. Those who knew LtCol Khan was not only upset at the relief, but, that the actions taken by the MEU command should never have happened.

There was a lot more to this and the bottom line was the Marine Corps lost another extremely fine officer that loved his Marines and always looked out for their welfare.

He was hurt by the only loss of one of his Marines during the conflict in which they fought and was troubled that it had happened. I remember him saying in a letter to me; "you know SgtMaj., this is something that all the schools I've attended during my career don't prepare you for, how to deal with the loss of one of your Marines"!.

LtCol Khan will always be one of my heroes as well as those Marines whose lives were touched by him. An Outstanding Marine Officer!.

I say to you Sir, "Fair Winds and Following Seas". I'm saddened you're gone, but, by no means will you be forgotten!.

Semper Fi
Still lacin em left over right
Chuck Isherwood
SgtMaj. USMC(ret'd)

Verify The S&x

Sgt Grit:
Living in Savannah, Georgia and having gone to boot camp at PI in 1963, the smell is usually from the marsh that surrounds the island. It is also usually worse in the summer as the sun bakes the marsh mud and increases the smell. Sometimes it smells like something rotten and other times musty like a cave or basement. The smell is easy to overcome but the sand gnats are tough. Nothing worse than standing at attention outside the mess hall reading your notes and having one of those critters eating you alive and you can't swat them. Ever had to bury one of them then have to dig it up and verify the s&x of the one you supposedly found only to have the DI say it was the wrong s&x and have you start all over. I know boot camp from the 60's is different from today but a Marine is still a Marine. I, my family and my church pray for all military guys over in the desert but it tears my heart more when something happens to a Marine.
God Bless the Marine Corps.
Once and Always
Donald Lusk
2ndLt 63/69

The Full Quote

"It's a helluva lot of fun to shoot'em. But...for all the emotional satisfaction you get from really whacking somebody like that, the main effort, ladies and gentlemen, is to diminish the conditions that drive people to sign up for these kinds of insurgencies."

Lt. Gen. Jim Mattis, Commanding General of Marine Corps Combat Development Command, referring to the Taliban at a strategy forum in San Diego on Feb. 1. From the Marine Corps Times

More Lt Gen. Mattis

The local newspaper of Louisville, KY (The Courier Journal) printed three letters in the editorial section concerning LtGen Mattis' comments about how much fun it is to shoot some people. All three were against his view and a forced early-retirement was mentioned in one. I mailed the following letter of support for this Marine.

If LtGen Mattis had said it was fun to shoot police officers or that it was a hoot to kill civilians, I could understand the fuss being made about his comments. But he was talking about getting rid of murderous thugs that behead the defenseless, kill and maim the innocent and then hide behind women and children. He was talking about eliminating those extremists that would kill us, kill our family, kill our friends and neighbors if they were given half a chance.

The LtGen is an American Warrior. He is a leader of U.S.Marines. He is willing to kill and die to protect us. He is prepared to order his men to kill and die for us. Would you even think of offering yourself for him or his men? What kind of sacrifice are you willing to make for your country?

War is a very bad thing. Marines serve in wars, they die in battles, but they don't start the conflict. That's something that politicians do and the government decides.

Marines follow their orders and make supreme sacrifices that those that have never served cannot understand. And if a Marine LtGeneral says he enjoys his work removing those extremist vermin from our planet, more power to him and his Marines. I feel safer knowing these men are protecting my family, my friends and me from those willing to kill us.

I would be more than proud to shake the hand of LtGen James N. Mattis and even prouder to have him as my neighbor.

Semper Fidelis,
Anthony C. Glass
Sgt USMC 1974-78

Closed All The Streets

My family lived in the small South Jersey town of Pitman when I was born in 1963. The kind of town where you walked to school everyday. If you got into trouble along the way your Mom knew about it by the time you got home. Almost everyone knew your name. And your brother's and sister's names as well. EVERYONE knew my old man. He was the Chief of Police. The kind of town you like to go back to and walk around now that you've got a kid of your own. The whole family goes back every July 4th for the best parade in the area. A town that you're proud to call your Hometown. Well, now I'm even more proud of Pitman, NJ. One of the Marines that died in the CH-53 crash on 26 January was from Pitman. His name was Cpl. Sean Kelly. 23 years old. Left a young wife behind. My sister went to high school with his Mom. She works at Walls Elementary School, where I went when I was a kid. The local paper says that the ENTIRE Police Force went to the school to pay their respects. Cpl. Kelly's memorial service was last night at the Pitman High auditorium. People were lined up 30 minutes before the doors opened. His funeral was held there this morning. The Police closed all the streets his procession took through town on its way to the cemetery. I'm sorry to say that I didn't make it to either of the services due to having a sick baby at home. I'll pay my respects this way and later tonight when I talk to my Father in prayer. I'll read about the funeral in the morning paper. They've had a least one article about Cpl. Kelly every day since his family was notified. Strange thing, though. Not a thing about it on the television news. Not one single word. Got an important football game coming up, you know. Rest in Peace, Cpl. Kelly. God Bless the United States of America and all those who protect us. Semper Fi. Cpl. Mark K. (Thumper) Austin 83-89.

Tom And Jerry

We received this email from our son (Sgt. Robert Shoaf), and I wanted to share it with you. Laughter is definitely contagious. My son has been at Camp Fallujah since last February and he "should" be home in April.

Cindy Shoaf VPMM of Sgt. Robert-third deployment to the sandbox/just re-enlisted, eight down and four more to go/HOORAH!!

Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2005 14:26:17 +0300
Last night I went to eat at the chow hall. It was late, and not too many people were eating. Half of the seats were closed off, so anyone that came in sat on the same side. There was a group of Iraqi soldiers that came in along with some Marines. As soon as we sat down someone turned on the Cartoon Network on the big screen TV. Tom and Jerry was on, and it was fitting since not everyone could understand English and Tom and Jerry has hardly any talking or writing. Anyway, as we sat and ate, we watched the TV like little kids. We all laughed, pointed, and ate at the same time. Iraqi and American, we just enjoyed the entertainment. It was like we were children again. If you could, imagine an elementary cafeteria with a big screen TV playing Tom and Jerry. We had mouths full of food, laughing out loud, almost not able to swallow what we ate because it was so funny. It wasn't just the cartoon, but each other. We looked around at each other and pointed out other funny things going on. One Iraqi couldn't stop laughing. He was laughing so hard, he couldn't breathe. That was contagious and everyone was just started laughing. There was so much joy in the chow hall last night. When the cartoon finished, we all went back to what we were supposed to be doing. Some mounted up in their trucks and headed back out to the front lines, others back to work, and the rest went to their living areas. That small moment of joy and laughter made my night. I was very proud of what we have done out here. It made me feel good to see the camaraderie between the two countries who are serving each other for a wonderful cause. I am glad to be a part of something so wonderful. Next Presidential Election, I am voting for Tom and Jerry.

Isn't That Long

All have the right to interpret the way they so desire: As to Cpl. J Carvalho, Jr's U.S.M.C., Wps. 1/7 response to the Korean WAR e-mail of 2-3 newsletter, I would only ask one other thing-Ask the 40+ million in S. Korea today, and the ones who lived and died there in the last 52 years, If THEY consider, "No real win"??? And I can guarantee the Cpl., that if Mac had been given permission to do what HE wanted, then neither he nor I would have been here to interpret anything. As the life expectancy of a grunt on the line, just isn't that long, as he well knows.
SF
NC
C-1-1
M-Gunner
1108487,'50 - '52, Chesty's regiment.

Old Enough

Recently I was going to the store for beer and observed two Marines walking through the store in recruiting blues. I knew these Marines had just graduated and that they were both in their teens.

I asked both of them if they wanted some beer and they replied that they did. I bought them beer and have no problem with it. I have been a Police Officer for a while now after leaving active duty and I have no problem with what I did.

As a 21 year old Corporal I bought my Marines beer and as a 30 year old Cop and former Marine I did it again.

Old enough to serve as this nations finest fighting force = old enough to drink a cold beer at night!

Any Marine is welcome into my house and to as much beer as he can handle. I only wish my wife would be more receptive to my wish to re-enter the Corps.

Former Cpl 3/2 Lima
1993-1997

MCAS Rosegarden

Hey Sarge..
Not seen anyone do this on your list, not sure if you can, but I'd like to share this - here's the story..

Memorial Weekend 2004 a bunch of us Marines from Task Force Delta, Nam Phong Thailand (72- 73) met up down New Mexico way at the Viet Nam Vets Memorial at Angel Fire. First time most of us had been together in over 30 years. Marines from a small secret base in the jungle, you wouldn't have known by watching that many of us had never actually met face to face before, but that's Marines, eh?

If anyone wanted to know where many of the Marine F4s and A6s went leaving DaNang after the spring offensive in 72, well, now you know. Besides all the operations we ran from Nam Phong, many of which are still not well known, we were a major participant in LineBacker II that brought the north back to the table and our POWs home in March of 73. The rest of the time we made life unpleasant for Charlie in Nam, Laos and Cambodia and along the Ho highway.

We named the base "MCAS Rosegarden" after the Marine Recruiting Poster that was derived from Lynn Anderson's hit song "I never Promised You A Rose Garden". And Nam Phong weren't it, either.

Lynn lives nearby to the Memorial and hosted her "Rosegarden Marines" up at Angel Fire that weekend. We had an absolute ball, being with our brothers again, being with Lynn, being with hundreds of other Nam Vets. And a chance to remember and honor some of our own that didn't come back.

For most of us, it was our first "reunion" of any kind. Classified base, classified operations, long denied, almost forgot. The meet up was magical, the weekend was closure a long, long time in coming.

My "CO" and I were planning on staying in Taos through the following week, and Lynn insisted we park our RV in her yard while we were there. "The Lady" is absolutely amazing. As we read the emails from the guys getting home, what that weekend meant to all of us, so much inspiration, I wrote the song "Welcome Home". Probably be more accurate to say they wrote it. Sittin on Lynn's front porch I just wrote it down.

Grit - the song is available in mp3 for anyone to download. Nothin fancy - it's not a pro recording, the listening is free.. the bill's already been paid in full.

Welcome Home

It's dedicated to the "Garden" Marines, and our brother Nam Vets. It's also dedicated it to our active armed forces ..Grit, believe it or not some of our garden guys have time in the sand box and are going back over this month. Most of the rest of us, like many have expressed in your newsletter these past few weeks, wish uncle would let us go too, but our duty now is to have their backs and be ready when they return, to make d*mn sure someone says "Fi, Brothers" .. and "welcome home".

Cpl Dan Nelson (aka "Steeley")
USMC 1971-1975
TFD 1973 MCAS "Rosegarden"
Nam Pong, Thailand

Known Some Officers

Sarg,
I have been watching the "feeding frenzy of the blood sucking media" concerning the recent comments by Lt. General James Mattis, USMC, and his statements about killing the bottom feeding "insurgents" in Iraq. I have known some officers whom I had little need for, but this General is just what the Marine Corps and America needs today. I'm tired of the "politically correct" military leaders who have fallen into lockstep with the panty-waist bureaucrats, who know nothing about the realities of military action. Marines are, first and foremost, trained to fight - and to be loyal to the USA and our fellow Marines!

The sign above the entrance to "Receiving Barracks" at MCRD is a good reminder of what a Marine is:

"TO BE A MARINE
YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE IN:
YOURSELF - - YOUR FELLOW MARINE
YOUR CORPS - - YOUR COUNTRY - - YOUR GOD SEMPER FIDELIS"
To the General: "I salute you, Marine!"
Semper Fi,
Bob Lonn
Plt 218, MCRD, 1964

Belleau Wood

I have only two men out of my company and 20 out of some other company. We need support, but it is almost suicide to try to get it here as we are swept by machine gun fire and a constant barrage is on us. I have no one on my left and only a few on my right. I will hold.
[1stLt. Clifton B. Cates, USMC; in Belleau Wood, 19 July 1918]

Unity

I read the letter the young man sent home talking about how the pople in college were putting him and his fellow marines down ."History Repeats Itself'" Just ask any Vet Nam Vet Or Is it just me?
"We the people "' Dose that not stand for unity ? Were is that unity ? We stood behind our troops in France, Germany ,Italy ,Africa, Up Sand Juan Hill ,and Korea.
We welcomed them home with marching bands and ticker tape. We hade heroes . To bad if you take a part off of a dead lined truck to get a truck to go that could and would save "LIVES" . Well I don't wont to go to that place . That was part of my job.
I say to that MARINE ."God bless you and keep you safe ". Semper Fi
Nam Vet, Frank Massey {AKA} Sparkey the welder 2-29-68to10-27-69

If There Is Anything

Sgt. Grit
I have read (and forwarded to my family) your weekly letter for about a year now. Another Marine Sgt. who also served in the RVN told me about it. First, I want to thank you for letter, making for an old clerk typist 'office pog' feel a part of. As is said - if you got off the plane in Da Nang - you served in Nam.
I was touched by Sgt Scotti Fraser's letter this week. Sgt. Fraser, WELCOME HOME. If there is anything that I can do to help you transition back to civilian life - let me know. It took me a year to sleep in a bed when I came back from my extended tour in the RVN.
PTSD wasn't a diagnosis back then. I've been out since '71, but my fellow Marine's still watch my '6', and I believe they always will.
Semper fi
Sgt Jim Dexheimer 68-71 (RVN '68-70')

Lt. Gen James N. Mattis

Hi Sgt Grit, well the media did it again they made a mountain out of a mole hill. Last night on the National News they had the story about Lt. Gen James N. Mattis him saying at a forum on how to fight Terror he made some statement That its Fun to Shoot Some People. Meaning the Terrorist that go around beating women and doing things that only cowards do. I agree with the General 100 percent well not 100 per cent Id think it would be fun to Shoot all of them not just some of them. They all deserve to die. The media has this all over the place now. Well I want to thank the Media because in the article in the paper I found out something about this General he is a Revered Figure among Marines for his Fierce Demeanor and Warrior ethics during combat. in Afghanistan where he made the statement that shook the spineless Rumsfeld when he declared the Marines have landed and we now own a piece of Afghanistan. Also commander of the 1st Marine Div in the Iraq war less than two years later Mattis ordered his force on a high speed race from Kuwait to Baghdad sowing confusion among Iraq units along the way with the fast paced maneuver warfare So to the media the reporters who are out to make the Military , The Marine Corps with this and with the Marine Killing the enemy terrorist who was playing dead , no uniform on his body but who knew what was under his body. To all you who write just to sell papers I want to thank you I have a new Hero today someone I never heard of before General James N. Mattis. To the General keep up the good work , keep telling it like it should be said and keep Killing the enemy. If I can remember that's what Marines are taught to do and do better than anyone in the world Kill the Enemy.
Semper Fi
General Hap Holt Sgt USMC 67-71

Their Worst Fears

A comment to answer Cpl. Renfro's letter last issue. I had a similar saluting incident happen only I was the recipient !! not the commitor. I was recently back from Viet Nam and about to attend my sister's graduation at NTC San Diego (yea, I know but I couldn't talk her into being a BAM, sorry ladies). My wife and I decided to go completely formal and honor my sister. I went FULL dress blues, dinner dress, with sword and she went completely formal gown and the whole nine yards. As we parked at NTC and proceeded to walk to the parade deck, we were walking down the breezeway and all of a sudden it looked like the parting of the Red Sea. All these Navy recruits came face to face with their worst fears from across the fence. I cut a rather impressive figure when younger, 6"6" and 275 pounds in full dress. I was ignoring all the recruits staring at me and my dress medals when this Senior Chief started to break his elbow and I whispered to him, "Not today Chief" and proceeded to head on to the parade deck. After the graduation ceremonies, my sister was quite impressed but couldn't seem to grasp why her friends were avoiding her. As she introduced me around, some of her friends could only stare at what they had only heard from across the sailing estuary and fences. I thought it all pretty hilarious that one simple Marine buck sergeant could instill such a ruckus on a Navy installation.
Semper Fi
SSgt. Moore, J.C. 2389599
1967-1977

It's Standing Up And Believing

This is the kind of thing that PMO! Did you earn it? Have you earned it! H&ll! I did twenty years in the Marine Corps, retired for Christmas sake, and I don't know that I've still have earned the right to call myself a Marine! Not when you think in terms of those that have gone before me and those that have come after me! I know, that each and every day that I crawl my azz out of the rack, I've got to go out and earn it again! I'm big on Honor and Integrity! You question my Honor, my Integrity, my honesty, my truthfulness, my fidelity, I get fighting Mad! You would have come out better calling me something else! That's the thing! Once you've made it through boot camp, that doesn't make you a Marine! What makes you a Marine is how you're going to get you're azz out of the rack everyday for the rest of your life and live your life by what the Marine Corps taught you! Trained you to do, and to be! Everything that you need to get through, to survive in this life, the Marine Corps has taught you! EVERYTHING! We can start with HONOR and INTEGRITY! Its called doing the right thing ~ in all things and with all things and with everyone that you come across in life! Its standing up and being counted for, and calling BS, BULL****! Its standing up and believing in something greater and larger than yourself, if its nothing else but the guy next to you! Forever more its about sacrifice, and putting those less fortunate and weaker than you before yourself! Its about acknowledging that life is tough, but its tougher if your stupid! Its about growing, and about continuously learning, and about being tested! Its about never being complacent! Never satisfied! That your best is never is going to be good enough! Perhaps to your parents, to your wife, to your children, but never to yourself! And before God! Its about never quitting, no matter how hard it gets! Its about not whining! No matter how tough it gets! Its about sucking it up, and giving 110% each day, every day! Its about living up to the standard! And the bar is set pretty d*mn high! Its meant to be! If it was easy, H&ll, everyone would be a Marine! That's the thing that a lot of soldiers and a lot of sailors, and a lot of airmen don't get! Once you become a Marine, the discipline is self-perpetuating! The discipline of the Corps becomes you're self-discipline! Many, and I mean many fall to the wayside! I truly believe, that the final and ultimate test as to where or not you're a Marine, comes the day you report into Heaven with your PCS orders, and Saint Peter tells you, "Enter Marine!" To me, whether you did 2 years or 20 or more, the test of whether you're a Marine or not is how you live your life! Did you make a difference? Or did you lay your Honor, your Integrity, your spirit, your soul upon the alter of the almighty dollar, or (fill in the blank). Can you go to your grave and before God, and honestly say, "I did my absolute best! I gave all!" Can you stand before God come Judgment Day and say, "I am righteous and I did righteous, and I fought for righteous all my life!"

You need not lay your life down nor become crippled from the physical wounds of war! The fight to be fought, is the fight of righteousness! Did you do right! Did you do the right thing, in all things! Did you stand up for the down-trodden? Did you defend the weak? Did you defend the less fortunate?

It matters not that you did two nor twenty in the Marine Corps, what matters is that you applied that which the Marine Corps taught you~! What matters is that you stood on the side of Lady Justice, and Righteousness! What matters is that you made a difference in your life and for being in this life!

The fact that you enlisted in the Marine Corps speaks volumes! Most young Americans these days don't enlist into the military! H&ll! They won't even enlist into the Army Reserves or even the National Guard! Let alone the Marine Corps! The fact that you did, speaks volumes thus far about your character! VOLUMES! But that is nothing more than a foundation for which to build the rest of your life!

Do you measure up? No! You don't! And the day that you believe that you do, you're done as a Marine! I did 20 years in the Marine Corps, retired! Guess what? I still don't measure up! Why? Because you're best isn't and never will be good enough! You do the 3 mile PFT run in 19 minutes, then you need to have you azz out on the road, working on 18:59~! You shoot 245 on the rifle range, then you need to start working on 246! You get a noteworthy on an inspection, than you need to get working on "beyond noteworthy"!

Everyday that you're in the Marine Corps is a "test"! I've seen Marines that had 12-14 years in the Marine Corps, and kicked back on their heels, thinking that they had it made! You Don't! Guess what? Those guys, got kicked out! You can do everything to perfection for 18 years, and you screw up one time and its your azz!

That's the way it has to be! You don't get paid for screwing up! You don't get paid for saying, "My mistake! I forgot! I screwed up, nor 'My Bad!" Why? Because in most of the MOS in the Marine Corps , you screw up you get someone killed! Just that plain, just that simple!

But, you know what? That's the way it is out here in civilian life! Even more so! Either be part of the solution, or part of the answer or,...................BE GONE! That's why Marines excel so well out here in civilian life,.............we understand that!

Where I work at now, we've got two part-time college students working for us, in less than a week, I've heard from both of them, "Its not my problem, I'm not going to worry about it!" Well guess again Slick! It IS your PROBLEM!

Attitude is everything! Life is 10% of what happens to you, and 90% of your attitude! Its all about how you perceive it! How you look at it! Its not so much about what you've been through, nor what your going through, its about "What the **** are you going to do about it, and how are you going to handle it!"

That's the thing about being a Marine! Marines are renown for finding themselves in a world of ****! The thing about Marines is that they get off their azz and get busy doing something about it! It might not be pleasant, it might not be pretty, and it might not be fun, but they do something about it! They get busy! Marines aren't know for sitting around and holding "pity party's" They get busy getting "BUSY"

Marines aren't too big on "sympathy" If you're looking for sympathy, about the only place you're going to find it in this world or lifetime is in the dictionary! Get use to that fact and you'll do well in life! For every problem you've got, I promise you, someone has got it worse! For every trouble you've got, I promise you someone is worse off! You may be uglier than h&ll, I promise you! There's someone uglier than you! You may be dumber than a fence post, but I promise you, there's someone dumber than you! You may be dirt poor, but I promise you there IS someone poorer than you!

When you find yourself counting your troubles and your sorrows, etc, etc, etc. STOP! Count your blessings~!
Gunny376
From the Sgt Grit Bulletin Board.

Final Roll Call

Today, February 3, 2005 is Corporal James Lee Moore's 25th Birthday. Today, in Roseburg, Oregon, where Corporal Moored grew up and graduated from high school, approximately 2000 family and friends, the Governor of the State of Oregon, veterans from the Veterans of Foreign Wars, The Marine Corps League, Viet Nam Veterans of America, Dozens of Marines, citizens, members of the press, his high school teachers, and representatives of the Active Duty Marine Corps, State Police, Sheriff's Department, attended his funeral. Corporal Moore did not answer the final role call, for he was one of 30 Marines and one Sailor killed when his helicopter crashed in IRAQ. His fellow Marines answered the call for him. They came in force to honor his service to his country, his state, his city, his family and all of his friends, all who knew him and some that did not. They fired the 21 gun salute and they played taps and accompanied him to his final resting place in the National Cemetery here in Roseburg, Oregon.

None of us like funerals, but as I grieved with his family and friends for Corporal Moore's loss, I saw veterans from every service hugging each other before, during and after the ceremony. I wondered why it has to be this way to get these good people to come together with such good will. Gone were petty differences and squabbles between Veterans groups and individuals. Then it hit me. This was one more service to his community that Corporal James Lee Moore brought home. Once again we were all united in one cause; to honor this young Marine who had gone to war as a result of the attack on our country in September, 2001. His family did not grieve alone today, we all grieved with them. For Corporal James Lee Moore, while not the first Marine to die for his country in IRAQ was the first Marine from Roseburg to die. Roseburg honors its Veterans, just as Corporal James Lee Moore honored us with his service to his God, his Country, his Corps and his family. Semper Fi Marine, you are missed.

Richard E. Nygaard, SSgt, USMC 1953-63
Sr. Vice Commandant, Detachment 1089
Marine Corps League

Disappointed

Dear Sgt. Grit;
My husband has decided not to reenlist this June when his contract is up, and surprisingly, I think I am more disappointed than he is! When I told him this, he responded, "Once a Marine, Always a Marine!" That struck me because would the same thing apply to us wives? Once a Marine Wife, Always a Marine Wife?

Semper Fi!
Melissa Bailey
Wife of Cpl Bailey
Fox 5/11 Camp Pendleton

Two Emails

The first is in response to Lt Gen. Mattis.
The second a general comment.
Sgt Grit ..........
What a leader.
Do you and your kind support this? What in the h&ll do you think Chesty would do to this asshole? This is the kind of sh!t that passes for leadership that I am talking about, and you gutless worms carry on with your mindless prattle, f--king fecal diatribe that is a disgrace to our Corps.

Regardless of your arrogant stance and pretentious claim to speak for Marines, this piece of sh!t is exactly the kind of puke I am talking about that is destroying the Marine Corps.

Robert S. Finnegan
Managing Editor
Southeast Asia News
Robert Finnegan [seanews1@yahoo.com]

........ Just had to drop you pukes a heads-up.... while you blather on about movies, retirement and sh!tty merchandise Marines are dying for lack of leadership in Iraq. I'm not suggesting you REMF's pack your 782 gear. This is just to let you cowards know that you ain't fooling the Old Corps Marines. Keep blowing that hot air, it will give you a moment's respite from thinking about what you really are - a disgrace to the Corps.

Robert S. Finnegan
USMC
Robert Finnegan [seanews1@yahoo.com]

You Have To Ask Me Nicely

In the movie A Few Good Men.

When Col. Nathan R. Jessep (Jack Nicholson) says to Cruise and sums up what we feel and do pretty much reflects the truth.

"You have to ask me nicely. You see, Danny, I can deal with the bullets and the bombs and the blood. I can deal with the heat and the stress and the fear. I don't want money and I don't want medals. What I want is for you to stand there in that fa*gity white uniform, and with your Harvard mouth, extend me some F**kin' courtesy. You gotta ask me nicely."

Then the topper in the movie;

"Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because, deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punch line. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said "thank you" and went on your way. Otherwise I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand at post. Either way, I don't give a d*mn what you think you are entitled to."

Those lines send chills through me, because they're true. All the anti-war pussies love to criticize and look for things to persecute our military for simply don't have the balls to do what we do. Look at Iraq, the "Abu prison torture" scandal the media traitors went crazy they were all walking around with h*rd-ons while they capitalized on this non-story. Ask our guys who were pows what torture really is, ask former Iraq prisoners of Sad-mans regime, that is if you could find any alive, what torture really is.

That traitor Kevin Sites who turned in the film of the Marine who shot that terrorist in the head. He betrayed the very Marines that protected him while he got his stories. He stabbed them in the back for his own personal advancement. He's a traitor and lucky he's alive, to bad when he was captured he got away before his head was hacked off. Personally I think he should have been killed by a "sniper", if you get my drift.

Semper Fi

0846 with G 3/12 attached to the 9th Marines in Opps- ('Eagle Pull', 'Frequent Wind' and the rescue of the SS Mayaguez where three Marines were left behind due to politics.)

Sites BTW- if you want to let him [Sites] (traitor) know how you feel you can reach him here. kevin@kevinsites.net

I believe he's no longer in Iraq since he just posted a story from Thailand.
Get Some

Rescue

My son, Zach, is a Marine, 3d Air Wing Support, Aircraft Rescue and Firefighting. His was the camp that the helicopter was headed to (now referred to in "The Deadliest Day in Iraq"). His small "rescue" crew arrived as quickly as possible at the wreckage -- only 30 miles from their camp -- to gather their brave brothers to send them home. (I understand that their brothers were slated for security duty in order that the Iraqis in western Iraq could vote.) This is the price we have paid for the Iraqis to vote -- my own husband, father, grandfather, great-grandfather and millions more, sacrificed more than I'll ever understand for MY right to vote. I am grateful for freedom, I am grateful to God for my honorable, righteous and courageous son, and all the other sons, daughters, families who sacrifice so very, very much. And I am grateful that the Iraqis proved that living under a flag of terrorism is no way to live at all.

Got bless America.
Proud and prayerful Marine Mom, Cathi

Awarded

Sgt. Grit,
I read the post from Valerie Deeb, Sgt, USMC, 74-78, in the February 3rd newsletter regarding the recipients of decorations for valor and heroism. It bothers her when the media states that the recipient "earned" the decoration rather than was "awarded" the same. In my mind, that's precisely what happened. The individual "earned" the medal for action and meritorious service above and beyond the normal call of duty, then subsequently "awarded" the decoration.

I'm more bothered by the use of the term "won a Silver Star," or "won a Purple Heart." I didn't realize we were playing games. I know quite a few recipients of decorations for heroism, and I don't believe a single one of them was out vying for an award. They earned them for doing something above and beyond what would normally be expected of them. Someone saw the outstanding performance and submitted documentation to nominate them for an award well earned!

Many of the higher ranking decorations, such as the Medal of Honor, Navy Cross and Silver Star are awarded posthumously, which means you had to die to win! Wow, I'll bet there are a lot of families receiving (or have received) these posthumous awards and are just thrilled to know they had a winner in the family!!! The recipients paid the ultimate sacrifice and earned their recognition. How much more of "above and beyond" can you get?

I bristle and write letters when I read that an award was "won." I can easily accept that an award was "earned."

Wendell Perkins, 490880
A-1-6 Second Marine Division
1943 - 1944

Subic Bay Reunion

Sgt. Grit -- Please post the following: The Subic Bay Marines will hold their 13th annual reunion from September 21 through September 26, 2005, at the Branson, MO, Huckleberry Inn. Anyone who served at Marine Barracks, which includes Cubi Point and San Miguel anytime during the past century is invited to attend.

Those interested in attending the 2005 reunion should contact Jim Bassett at (760) 757-3836, or the Huckleberry Inn at (800) 942-3553, or visit our web site at www. Subicbaymarines.com.

Thanks & Semper Fi,
John A. Laccinole
Public Affairs Officer
Subic Bay Marines

Final Formation

Paul R. Mead, The oldest member of the Forbes Trail Det. stood his Final Formation on 26 January 2005. Sgt. Mead served eight years in the Corps. His first hitch was 1936 to 1940. He left the Corps to support his Mother after his father, a former Marine died. When WW2 started Paul reenlisted and was on Sea Duty aboard the USS Wyoming and the US Langley.

For his WW2 service Paul was awarded the Combat Action Ribbon, Naval Unit Citation, USMC Good Conduct, American Campaign medal, American Defense Service Medal, Asiatic-Pacific Campaign medal with 2 battle Stars and the WW2 Victory Medal.

Paul went through Boot Camp with Col. Mitchell Paige, USMC Ret. who won the Medal of Honor in WW2. Paul's father served in the Corps in the early nineteen hundreds and his discharge was written on real sheepskin, not on paper.

Some years back I visited Paul at his home when he lived in Monroeville. He told me he wanted to be buried in Dress Blues. I went home, got my Dress Blues that still had the old type of SGT. Stripes and gave them to Paul. He was buried in my Blues.

Paul was one of the early members of Forbes Trail Det. and attended the USMC Birthday luncheon's in Pittsburgh each year until he was no longer able.

Sgt. Paul R. Mead is survived by his lovely and devoted wife Dorothy, Four children, seven Grand Children and one Great Grand Child. May he rest in peace. This chapter in the life of Sgt. Paul R. Mead and his service to the Corps he loved to the end is now closed.

John L. Rankin
Past Commandant
Forbes Trail Det. MCL

Leaving Town

Lejeune forces are leaving town every week to RIP I MEF. I see in these young warriors eyes that they are eager to get to the sand box. I was talking to a young SGT and a 1stSgt the other day, and the SGT ask me when I came in, I told him May 77, his reply, that's the year I was born. These young warriors like to tease us old guys but its all in fun. I was at Navy Fed on western blvd, Lejeune Marines and their families know about the lines there, anyway I was in uniform and this young lady ask me what my rank insignia meant because she was marry to one, I told her Miss you are way to young to be married to a old Mguns he is robbing the cradle, I have a daughter your age. She corrected herself and said she just got married to a Marine and was trying to learn all the ranks, a couple of Marines around me we all got a good laugh out of this. That's not my main reason for writing, I got side track, happens with old age, any way I want to hear stories past and present of how we the Marines (not steal) appropriated gear from other branches of the service, I know there are a zillion stories out there because I hear them and I tell some of them. We had to appropriate gear during Desert Storm to get stuff from different branches of the service that we needed. I'm not going back to the sand box because there comes a time in each Marines life when he has to hand over that ball to the NCO's and let them call the play and take a seat on the side line(hardest thing to do in the CORPS)and cheer them on to victory. We have so many battle tested young warriors and the numbers keep growing, sooner or later probably every Marine out there will take part in OIF, past, present and future some doing three and four tours, you just gotta love it. Surprising thing though, they want let some of us Marines go back to the sand box, can you believe this? A Marine wants to fight and the man say you can't go back because you have been there already and we need you to fill a job here because you got promoted or something. Gotta get back to work.
Semper Fi
MGuns

Nobody Was In Site

Sgt. Grit,
Yesterday, I was driving my car and came to a stop sign. Nobody was in sight so I gave it a casual "Texas stop".I proceeded down the road when lo and behold, I saw a "mouse" car with its blue lights flashing. I immediately pulled over thinking to myself, this isn't my day. The officer took down my license plate number and then approached my vehicle. I had my license & registration ready for him and rolled down the window. My license plate stated Purple Heart and Combat Wounded Veteran plus a Marine Corps decal in the rear window. He asked if I had a Purple Heart and I told him that I had two of them. Then he responded," that there is no way that I could write a ticket to any one who fought and served their country, God Bless You". I then proceeded on my way being very careful to follow the Rules of the Road. It is a tremendous feeling to have veterans recognized for the small part that we played while serving our country. He made my day.
George

Some Big Sports Event

I served in Vietnam and came home to a confused America. In 1968, while stationed at Quantico, I was with the contingent sent to D.C. to stop the "natives" from burning our nation's capital city.

It's been a long time since then. We have undergone a lot of changes. When I was in school I remember that a convict lost all his/her privileges as a citizen. Now they have more rights than those of us who never committed a crime. In the name of Civil Rights we have done some pretty stupid things. But that's what it's all about! That's why we put our lives on the line - so every American has those rights.

During my first marriage my wife didn't like the Corps and actually gave my children my medals and badges to play with. I was discouraged from talking about my time in. But my second wife not only understands, but supports me in remembering. Your catalog has gone a long way to restoring my identity as a Marine. And this newsletter has been a God-send in helping me again feel a part of that brotherhood.

I am also a singer. As such, I had a long-time dream of singing the Star Spangled Banner at some big sports event - maybe even getting on TV! Then, several years ago, a lady at the church where I was Choir Director approached me. She said she was a Marine and asked me if I would consider singing the Star Spangled Banner at our local Marine Corps Ball that fall. I had considered attending the ball for a couple of years but had never followed through. So I accepted and showed up that year to sing. (The Beaver County Marine Ball in Monaca, PA is attended by 400 (maximum capacity) Marines and their families each year. It is one of the largest annual events of its kind that I am aware of.)

There is no sports event (including the Super Bowl) that could compare with the honor that I felt at that ball. Since then, every year I have sung at our ball. And I intend to continue to do so as long as I have a voice!

Once a Marine, always . . .
Semper Fi!
Bob Keiper, Cpl

Demanded An Explanation

Sgt. Grit, reading the story about the Marine who saluted an airline pilot reminded me of the time that Gunny Piccone and myself were walking toward the PX at MCAS Beaufort and a young Marine was walking towards us. It was in 1962 when they were testing the new dress green uniform that was soon to be issued to enlisted men. However, the Gunny did not know that this was the test uniform. It looked very much like the officers uniform of that era. The Gunny snapped a crisp salute to the Private. I asked him if he always saluted Privates. Of course the Private did not return the salute and looked very confused. The Gunny demanded an explanation from this poor soul, scaring the devil out of him. I was able to interject to explain the situation as I had heard about the test. It still amuses me to think about it. Semper Fi Gunny!

John Papietro
Former Cpl. of Marines

Joke

In a crowded city at a busy bus stop, a beautiful young woman who was waiting for a bus was wearing a tight mini skirt. As the bus stopped and it was her turn to get on, she became aware that her skirt was too tight to allow her leg to come up to the height of the first step of the bus. Slightly embarrassed and with a quick smile to the bus driver, she reached behind her to unzip her skirt a little, thinking that this would give her enough slack to raise her leg. Again, she tried to make the step only to discover she still couldn't. So, a little more embarrassed, she once again reached behind her to unzip her skirt a little more, and for the second time attempted the step, and, once again, much to her chagrin, she could not raise her leg. With a little smile to driver, she again reached behind to unzip a little more and again she was unable to make the step. About this time a large Marine Gunnery Sergeant who was standing behind her picked her up easily by the waist and placed her gently on the step of the bus. She went ballistic and turned to the would-be Samaritan and yelled, "How dare you touch my body!, I don't even know who you are!" The Gunny smiled and drawled, "Well, ma'am, normally I would agree with you, but after you unzipped my fly three times, I kinda figured we was friends."

Cpl.Jerry Tiernan, Viet Vet

Please Remember

kia afghanistan may 7, 2004 marines 1/6
although rons death is stated as a minimal casualty in military terms, to his family it has been the most painful and agonizing loss imaginable. just please remember that one out of over 2000 marines doesn't seem like much, but when that one is your son, brother, cousin, or friend your world is changed forever. he gave the ultimate sacrifice that day and now we continue to sacrifice everyday for the rest of our lives,.
valerie payne
sister

Run Of The Place

Sgt. Grit
On the way to Florida, I stopped by Parris Island for the first time since I went through 60 years ago in 1944, Happily I watched six platoons in their graduation week. I especially liked the visitors center and the bulldog mascot who seemed to have the run of the place. It was much easier to drive to visit the rifle range than the march out there so long ago. The old housing units have long been replaced and I really liked going through the Drill Instructor headquarters to see all the pictures on the walls. The graduation stuff was interesting in that when I finished we got up early for a last formation and to catch a train for a brief leave before more training. The permanent personnel at PI were a sharp bunch. Of course, it had to start raining to somewhat spoil our day.
George Weber Platoon 624 1944 PI

Oldest Marine

Sgt Grit, George D. Perkins, a WWI Marine and a member of the Floyd L. Baxter Red River Detachment of the Marine Corps League in Shreveport/Bossier City, LA. passed away yesterday. George was 106 years old. He missed his 107 birthday by one month and one day. We firmly believe that he was the oldest living Marine. A point of interest is that he was cared for by his son, Jud, who is a WWII veteran of the Army Air Corps. I thought all Marines would be interested in this info. Dave Gavin. USMCR "60-'66

Seems Like Forever

It seems like forever and three careers since I left our Corp for civilian life. Viet Nam had left me bitter but never bowed. I took on 12 years in law enforcement and another 10 years in critical care Nursing after leaving our corps. I am on career number three as a Lead Business Systems Analyst. Not once have I come close in these careers to experiencing the camaraderie and brother hood I have experienced with fellow Marines. OOOH RAAAH!!!

I am so proud of this generation of Marines fighting in the big sand box today. Several of us former Vietnam era Marines at work marvel at how professional these young Marines are. The legacy lives on as it has for 225 + years. We also thank God these Marines are not having to deal with the ungrateful slugs of the antiwar movement we dealt with in the Vietnam era.

Next, I would like to say to all these great ladies, Moms and wives, families of this generation of Marines, God Bless you. The mail I read from these wonderful families in your news letter confirm just how great a people Marine Families are. God bless every one of you. You are a true inspiration.

Semper Fi
Mike Reeves, R.N.
SGT, USMC, 68-76

No Doubt May Be The Future

Sgt Grit,
We would like to announce the arrival of what in no doubt may be the future of our Corps. Connor James Brooks reported for duty at 1426 hours on 8 Feb 05, weighing in at 9lbs. 4 ounces and standing 22 inches tall. Unfortunately his father, Cpl. James W. Brooks is in Iraq with 2/24, and missed this blessed event in his life so the people of Iraq and in our homeland can know the comfort freedom brings. As a Marine myself, one look in that sweet little face told me immediately that this new born had the face of a Marine if I ever saw one. Thanks to the never ending care that our beloved Corps has for it's men and women, father and mother were able to speak to each other an hour before delivery and later that evening. It was my distinct honor to introduce Cpl. Brooks to his son via e-mail with a picture attached.

While people today support our service men and women so much better than in my time, they will never be able to comprehend the love Marines have for one another, yesterday, today and forever. And the older we old salts get the deeper our love for our Corp becomes as we begin to realize the significance of what we once were. To all our troops, in harms way or not, Army, Air Force, National Guard, Navy or Marines. Thank you for what you do today to preserve freedom for my grandchildren.

Semper Fi,
Cpl Tom Gillespie
RVN Hotel Co. 70-71

18 Months Down The Road

Recently,
I saw, Marine Cpl Travis Eichelberger.
Who was run over by a tank, while in his fox-hole in Iraq, March-03.
Was awarded a Purple Heart.
Now, 18 months down the road, some
"Pencil-Pushing-Raider" determines.
Since the tank was driven by a friendly troop, they're going to revoke his Purple Heart.

What kind of "cr*p" is that..??

What about those killed by friendly-fire..??
What about those who may have been killed by friendly-fire and are now
interned in a Military Cemetery...??
Do we take away their Purple Heart, exhume, and transfer the remains to
Potter's Field.?

In June-72.
While recuperating from wounds in Vietnam.
In the bed next to me was an American troop, run over by an American tank.
I was present when the Commanding General of 101st Airborne, pinned the
Purple Heart to his pillow.
3rd Field Hospital, Saigon Vietnam.
My "heart-burn" isn't about, who should and should not be awarded the Purple Heart.
But apparently the mistake was that of the Marine Corps.
Come on Guys.............Suck it up, it's your loss.
Chalk it up to a "lesson learned".
Next time "do your home work", and you won't have to resort to being labeled "Indian Giver".

Semper Fi, H S Bane
Sgt Marine at Large
1103546

Not Playing

Sgt. Grit
In response to Sgt Rolan addressing us noad Marines to join a National Guard unit so we can still play Marine. Let me say this "you don't ever Play Marine ,"buddy. We earned our EGA the hard way. Not playing. The E-mails that talked about us noad Marines wanting to help our Marines on active duty is part of the core values taught in our corps, in our active duty time. Have you ever heard of once a Marine always a Marine or does that mean anything to you?

Have a Great Day!
Sgt Greg Andrus
1968-72

Gunny's Corner

Marine Corps Reader 1944: When it was their lot to face really desperate situations, the Marines have taken severe losses without flinching. Now they are engaged with a fanatical enemy who has chosen to make this a fight for victory or annihilation, the Marines have shown that they, too, can fight that way. The enemy is finding that out increasingly, with each engagement.

But they have a viewpoint different from that of the Japanese. They are ready to die, if need be, but it is for ideals they have weighed carefully, and believe to be good. The Japanese believe that they can achieve to greater honor than to die in battle for the glory of their Emperor. The Marines are doing everything in their considerable power to help them accomplish this.

GySgt Michael W. Davis
Marketing Director
Sgt Grit
P.O. Box 60119
Okc. Ok. 73146
Phone: (866) 776-2607
Fax: (866) 776-2610
GySgtDavis@Grunt.com

I Know How Important It Is

Sgt. Grit,
I know there are lots of my brothers who read this newsletter, some of whom have done a tour or two in Iraq and Afghanistan. My son is in 1st LAR and is waiting to deploy. I see a lot of photos of grunts with ACOGs on their rifles and some without. Are th