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Hi Sgt. Grit ~ I thought I would share something with you that happened last Sunday in church. Our son, Cpl Rick Szymanski, is home on predeployment leave. He heads back to Camp Pendleton next week before deploying. Rick wore his Dress Blues to church. After church a young Dad came up to us and told us that his little daughter saw Rick enter church and said "Dad! Look there's Superman!" After much chuckling we all agreed! Marines are Supermen!
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Newton, You Learned A Lesson

Sgt. Grit,

At one time I felt like I was the only Marine to serve between 1979-1983, I didn't remember seeing a letter from this era. You suggested that we put something in from our time. I decided to do something about it, I want to share the defining moment that sealed my fate to be a Marine.

After I had completed the enlistment processing and placed in the "poolie" program I was hanging out in the recruiter's office when the phone rang. The call was from a combat veteran (Vietnam). who was totally disabled. He had been getting total care from private duty nurses, he had not legs, and only one arm. He could not do much for himself physically. His house was filthy rat and roach infested, and he had caught some virus, which in his condition was fatal. He had called several places for help, none came. Finally in desperation he called the recruiting office. He told the NCOIC what had happened. The SSgt. packed up me and the other recruiter, and we went to see about this Marine. You could smell the stench as soon as you opened the door.

Gently SSgt. Carpenter bathed this Marine, dressed him, and took him to Oaknoll Navel Hospital, and had his medical needs taken care of. While he was at the hospital, a detail of Marines cleaned his home, went shopping, and located a women Corpsman who had retired , to take care of him. Before we left, the recruiting command took up a collection for him. SSgt. Carpenter left him with the instructions to call the office if he needed anything. The Marine ask why he and the Marines went to such lengths to take care of him. With tears in his eyes, SSgt. Carpenter replied: "Marines take care of their own."

On the way back to the office SSgt. Carpenter told me, "Newton, you learned a lesson you should never forget, no mater if you serve 6 months, or 20 years - - Marines take care of their own." With that motivation, I could not wait to go and graduate from boot camp, so I would have the honor not only of being a Marine, but the privilege to take care of another Marine, and know if needed , my brother Marines would take care of their own as well.

Semper Fi,
Sgt. Darryl D. J. Newton
USMC 1979-1983

Not As Pleasant

Sgt Grit: Re: Newsletter 7/27/06

The two notes, from Ray Mezo and Cpl. Reed brought back fond memories of Mess Duty. While going to Japan in 1950, aboard the USS Cavalier, the First Sergeant put out the word that we would be "assisting" the Navy cooks. Fortunately I "volunteered" for the Chief's Mess (on recommendation of a Navy Mess Cook) and never had such an enjoyable trip -- Good Food, Movies and no harassment from those served. When we got back to Coronado, NAB, after Korea, I was still "eligible" for Mess Duty, so the First Sergeant told me to "Report to the Navy Mess Hall for Duty", which I did. When I told the Chief Steward that I normally worked in the Company Office as a Clerk, he was elated (he hated to have to publish the Menu, as he used the "two finger" method to type), and I promptly became Chief Typist of Watch Lists and Menu's -- much to the First Sergeants consternation as in lieu of being miserable, I had better hours and more time off than he did, for those 30 days..my return to the Company Office was not as pleasant.

Prior to going to Korea, being a "Skandahoovian" from Minnesota, I used to lace my coffee with a LOT of sugar and cream. When I got to Korea I found that with all the snow we had, between the sugar, cream and cocoa packets I was able to make my very own ice cream and haven't used sugar or cream in my coffee since..Thanks for the memories and trips down Memory Lane.

Richard Swank, MGySgt, USMC(Ret.)
1113400 - 1949-1973

He Later Found Out

Hey Sarge,

I served the USMC 1955 - 58 and am now retired, living in a retirement community. On July 4 we held a small parade and the few, the proud, the Marine vets, put together a "float" of a golf cart emblazoned "Marine Barracks- Otterbein" (Otterbein is the name of the community). One of the vets who rode that golf cart is Major Len Mapes, USMC (Ret). Len is reason for writing.

He went to Parris Island in 1942, graduated and made Pfc. After the Marines (and Navy) lost many pilots, Len was sent to flight school as a Pfc. and was commissioned 2nd Lt. upon graduation. His wings were pinned on him by an civilian whose identity escaped Len at the time. Len flew in the Guadalcanal campaign and several after that including flying "the Hump" in China. He was personally decorated by Chang Kai Shek (spelling?) and had his picture taken with Jimmy Dolittle at that ceremony.

Len later found out that the civilian who pinned his wings on him at flight school graduation was none other than Orville Wright of the famed Wright Brothers!

He lives with his wife Dodie, here at Otterbein Retirement Living Community and remains the Commander of Marine Barracks - Otterebein. We also have Capt. Ted Westerveldt (Frozen Chosen) and Lt. Col. James "Squire" Richard with us. Oorah!

J.B. Tonkin,
USMC 1955 - 58

Post Marks

Semper Fi! Devil Dogs While reading my weekly news letter I came a mail story submitted by Nick. He was telling how is mail was bcked or hadn't been recieved yet. September 9th, 1981 I was less than 2weeks from graduating form Plt 1051. It was also my 19th birthday. Needless to say my DI's were more than happy to give me a "special" birthday. I thinks they even invited DI's from the other two battalions to wish me happy birthday. I also remember a letter from my parents telling me my brother wanted my address to send a card. I didn't get the card until 6 months later at my new duty station in 29 Palms. After careful observation of the post marks I realized the card had been to every Marine base in CONUS and even to the MSG det in Paris France. Unfortunately in my 8 years of active duty I never got to see all the places my Birthday card did.

Neal Ports

Blessing in Disguise

I probably shouldn't be telling this story, but it happened long ago, way before I became happily married.

It's about mail. Your July 27th newsletter had some mail stories, and here was one time that I'm glad efficiency was missing.

My reserve unit was in its summer deployment, and in the second week, on one of the California channel islands, the mail caught up with us.

So here I am, sitting in about two inches of dust, M-14 leaning against my shoulder. looking at two envelopes from my fiance (not, it turns out, my future wife). I opened the one with the most recent postmark first. In it she wrote that she'd had a miscarriage.

Well, that was news to me. So I opened the first, postmarked about a week earlier than the one I'd opened. That one let me know that she was pregnant.

Bless the slow mail. Just think what I would have been experiencing if the mail had been delivered efficiently and I'd had that one to open a week earlier.

Semper Fi

Stirling Rasmussen
Staff Sergeant of Marines
USMCR '63-'69

Call Sign MOMENT

I spend 18 months in Danang, In a Headquarters Section. We operated a 3 man old type switchboard. The call sign was MOMENT. I was there during the TET offensive. It was scary the night the viet cong hit the ammo dump. Pieces of sharpnel were flying everywhere and we were holding on to our helmets. I have never made contact with any of the guys, but i do have a lot of pictures, I was lucky i never fired my rifle in anger and never saw a dead body. Speaking of rifles,. we arrived with the M-14, but soon after we got them exchanged for the M-16, which were worthless at that time, I also have a video taken by a local TV station. I was interviewed by a local anchorman. I have proff of my time in-country, someday i will publish my expierences, for my grandchildren.

Semper FI
L/CPL Pilar Espinosa.

Talk To Someone

To Ed Peters:
I was also in Nam in the 68-69 time frame (2/9), I also live near West Point, NY (and actually work at West Point for the Dept. of the Army - how weird is that) and would like to suggest to Ed that he visit the Castle Point VA hospital to talk to someone about his feelings. You're not alone in your feelings. Those same hueys fly over me and to this day I wish I had done more to help out other Marines when I was in Nam. I was a motor- T guy with limited exposure to combat (a lot of "lines,"but just couple of patrols and ambushes). But you can get past it so when the hueys fly over you can remember those bad times but with respect and pride for those buddies you left there. Good luck.

C. J. "Skip" Seyer,
Corporal 2/9 3rd Mar Div 68-69

11's

actually, it's true in artillery as well, no one has it worse than the 11s, who are constantly manhandling that big heavy ass gun around and shouldering 100 lb rounds to carry them from the ammo dist. point back to their gun. it's a hard life no doubt. but the 61s ( f/os) are grunts basically, so yes, theres always someone who has it worse than you do.

the storyof how i, a 0844 ended up a 'secretary'/assistant. to the bn fsc is a funny one I'll have to submit sometime. my hasty, immersive introduction to grunt-land was quite the experience, one I've never forgotten and probably never will. when my buddies back at the battery asked me how the op went, my only reply was "damn, them boys got it rough"( them boys" was 1/6 weapons co , and they DID have it rough! all that and they get to wear the frog rope too. how lucky can a guy get?)
semper-fidelis
sgt scott murdock.
1981-1992

I Know How You Feel

Dear Sgt Grit

It's taking some time to catch up so I hope this makes it.To Lcpl Cummings. I served from '95 to '99.Bro your reminded me of my time in the Corps and how I had left. I hurt my back really bad almost broke my back. Like you I was told either I could stay and risk being paralyzed or I could take a medical discharge and get an operation. So I got out and they put in a medal cage and drilled in medal rods in my spine, so bro I know how you feel. You're not alone on that. There's no doubt that the Marines in you're unit still think and talk about you. Marines fight and die for our Country that's what Marines do. Be proud that you served and trained with the best. Be proud that you're a Marine, enjoy you're time with you're wife. Bro you've earned it. Sgt Grit keep up the good work. I love the newsletter.

Semper Fi
S/SGT Smith '95-'99

MSG Naples, Italy

It was nice to read a submission by Howard A Elgart in the July 27th issue. I can't remember the face,but the name rings a bell! I arrived in Naples in Aug.'54. I remember the CO was Maj. Francis A Gore and one other officer was1st Lt. Vince Rena,a Korea era mustang. I had just reenlisted ,made Sgt.(E-4) and was looking forward to a two year tour of duty there.

We were on a port and starboard duty schedule and guarded the CINCNELM bldg. downtown, the NATO compound at Bagnoli, and the Naval Support Activity and lived in the Grilli Hotel w/a spiraling drive up to the roof where you parked if you had wheels.

One of the better things other than the great Navy chow in the messhall below was the fact that the Albergo Grilli was a Youth Hostel. Young women from all over Europe traveled through these portals daily. They got a bed, a bath (sometimes) and a pasta dinner for less than a dollar. I remember the coldest beer in town was at the Laundress Hotel and all the airline personnel overnited there. The chosen brand was German Launbrau (sp). If you wanted to drink Italian then Peroni beer cost a dime anywhere.

There was a lot of evidence still showing of the war all over the city. If you recall there was a scrap yard not far from the hotel and a lot of war junk was being cut up for sale. Unfortunately they tried to cut up a dud 200 pound bomb and it exploded about the time chow was being served. We were called to help police up body parts. I can't remember the name ,but one of the men walked thru the area eating an egg sandwich , and the locals thought it was disgraceful.

Maj. Gore was concerned about our physical fitness and we hiked a lot out around Mt. Vesuvius. I remember taking 10 foot steps down the side of that mountain in a pair of boondockers. Two trips and they were eaten up by the pumice. I loved the countryside,and finally I wrecked an old Harley Davidson out near Amalfi. We had Italian classes and it really made for a better relationship with the locals.Still had to walk in the middle of the street late at night to avoid the slop jars being dumped out the windows.

Some of the NCOs were Gsgt Herring, SSgt Malimick SSgt Nickels,Sgt H.O.Kirk ,Sgt Leshensky and later SSgt Guy M. Feree.

Last time I was passing through in 1966 I couldn't believe the traffic... They were triple parked on both sides of the streets. That was the best duty station I EVER had!

Semper Fi,

Joe F. Smith,USMC ret.

Docs As Brothers

AHOOOGAh! for Doc Mike Pasley, FMF Corpsman, for upholding his honor on the "Left" Coast. Having led a Company of Marines in combat, I know that Marines hold their "Docs" as brothers and revere them. I have seen Docs run through artillery barrages and machine gun fire to aid a fallen grunt. By God, you are MARINES, by association).

Thank you, Doc for your loyal service.

L. S. Green, Capt USMC (Ret)
Mike 3/3 66-67

Nam Phong, Thailand, Rose Garden

I just read the latest Newsletter and the first thing listed was a response from SSgt. Jack Jiracek 1970-1980 concerning a "Dear John" he received while serving in Vietnam. He stated that he also served in Nam Phong, Thailand. I served in Nam Phong at a strip we called MCAS Rose Garden in 1973. I was Medivaced from there to the states that same year and retired. Problem is that I can't find anything about this base that was set up in Nam Phong. If anyone can send me any info about the place I would be grateful. I can be contacted at leggettcd@yahoo.com.

Thanks
Sgt. Charles Leggett Retired 1968-73

http://www.namphong.com/

It Took A Wife Giving Me

"I left so much", Letter from Ed Peters, My reply

You are not alone. You just actually wrote it down. I do not know if you have kids, but in 72 I finally got why I was able to come home. It took a wife giving me a son ; a daughter in '74 and now six grandkids. Like you, I have not gone to the wall. I keep worrying more about these young people coming home from Iraq and having the same thoughts you and others like us have daily than myself, because, after almost 37years being back to the USA, I feel I have at least made it through. Too bad there are not too many folks that you can talk to about your experiences because most either do not believe it anyway or just don't give a sh--. Remember " Better he than me?" We felt that back then, if it was you on the Bird back in Nam. Those guys would feel that way about you even today. Now is the time for Marine Brothers and Sisters to let Ed know he is not the only one who feels what he feels and remembers what he remembers. Semper Fi to You Ed and all who remember.

Bushwacker M Co. 3/9 3rd Div 68-69

The Only Thing Between Us And Death

I made the landing at Danang in 65 after a few months I went stateside for a year or so, returning to Danang in 67, I looked up some engineer friends, to party with, being I had 5 days delay enroute. They said the best place to drink was the Air Force EM club. So the 4 of us got there early and sat at a table near the door. Drinking cold beer in air conditioned club as good as any we had seen in Okinawa or the states, Vietnamese girls were serving, juke box was current, as we were marvling at how these Air Force guys had it made, the club was filling up, they being in civies, we were not hard to spot as being Marines. In time some of these pogues started coming by our table where the beer cans had been piled high, eventually we all had our backs to the wall, soon it became apparent that these Air Force types were going to forcefully remove us from their club, we invited them to try. It was at this time that a Chief Master E-9 Sergeant intervened. Standing between us and our would be bouncers, he turned to them and said "You all better think long and hard before you take on these Marines, they are the only thing between us and death, they are our protecters and they are out there in the boonies dyin to keep this air base operational. You all otta buy them a beer and leave them alone, but if you do decide to be stupid and take them on, remember these Marines have a whole Corps behind them, they are all for one and one for all, I know I spent 4 years in the Navy, during the Korean War." With that said he put his outstretched arms down, turned to us and said "Thanks Marines" Semper Fi! We had free beer for the rest of the night.

Ray Earley

The Grinder

I agree with you Don Jensen. The "Grinder" is hollowed ground. I remember our heels digging into the asphalt and the D/I barking the cadence and our brothers becoming as one. The molding of body, spirit and mind was the order of things. Some of the greatest Americans have marched and trained on the Grinder. I feel honored to have been there. The experience has lasted throughout my life. As always; Adapt, Improvise and Overcome.

Jim Siegenthaler 2377640
RVN 69
Sergeant of Marines

Big Picture Cold War

Dennis Warn said in his letter about Cold War Marines what I had wanted to say for a lot of years. It was just like that for me and also for a lot of Cold War Marines. I could never figure out why we did not qualify for National Defense Ribbon. I carried my Grandsons to PI in 1998 to see a graduation ceremony , all the recruits that were graduating were wearing National Defense Ribbons. This made me wonder why Cold War Marines did not rate one. I also still love my Corps and thank God for the GREAT JOB that they are doing today to keep us free. Semper Fi Marines

R. G. Williams
Sgt/Cpl E-4
1956/1960

Some Came Home Wounded

Who are these Marines? They are a group of 81 Marines from the new england area that went through Parris Island in the summer of 1966. June thru August only 8 weeks. More than 70 of those Marines went to Viet Nam and returned safely thanks to their three drill instructors SSGT OTT, SGT WASHINGTON, and SGT ALBRIGHT. Some came home wounded and to this day still live with those wounds. Many came home quietly as highly decorated Marine war veterans. All served during the height of the Viet Nam conflict. Not one of Platoon 2027 was killed. Amazing but true.

Thanks to a member of this platoon Jay Solis (SGT) a monument now stands at Parris Island S.C. between Molly Marine and Iron Mike in Monument Park honoring marines of platoon 2027 and the Marines that served during the Viet Nam War.

Thanks to the staff at Parris Island for helping us make this possible.

Semper Fi
Peter Holt SGT
USMC 1966-1970

Either You Embrace It or It Will Break You

My son Sgt. Rice wrote this. When he wasn't in the field in Iraq, he was rotated back to Kuwait City airport. While there he wrote this and his CO had it published.

Stay Well,
Sonya

Story by Sgt. Rice KCIA

The events of recent years shall forever remind us of how precious our time in this world really is. The challenges with which we’ve been faced have provided us with an opportunity to prove, once again, why America serves as the beacon of hope for the rest of the globe. As we pave the way for the future, lead by a new generation of patriots, we honor those who have made the ultimate sacrifice, in our name, and we vow to carry on the mission they so boldly began.

Here at Kuwait City International Airport we receive, on average, at least one fallen comrade every day. We have the honor of conducting what they call “Fallen Angel” ceremonies when they arrive, and depart, to pay our respects and recognize their loyal service. To participate in this ceremony is to be in the presence of greatness. To be given the chance to pay tribute to true heroes, and witness first hand ones own willingness to sacrifice everything for something greater, is a privilege that is cherished by all who are involved.

The way a person feels the first time they are part of the ceremony is unexplainable. Aside from the obvious emotional charge one will experience, it is not uncommon for someone to feel significant levels of frustration, confusion and even guilt. A sense of personal loss sets in as the bond with your fallen comrade takes on new importance in your life. We grow to see new meaning in the simplicities of life and no meaning in the complexities. Old answers are quickly overshadowed by new questions. It is apparent that people are quickly reminded of the petty differences we face every day. A noticeable embarrassment, for allowing oneself to be consumed by the trivial details in our lives, shines through and humbles the group. We are faced with the challenge of enduring overwhelming losses and having to find the strength and ability to rebound and charge ahead.

When the ramp of the aircraft is lowered, and the stars and stripes draped over the coffin slowly come into view, something inside of you stops. Everything goes quiet. You can hear your heart beat. You're numb. You feel short of breath. Your priorities change. We find greater value in our brotherhood and the importance of standing united. You pray. You realize that you are not just a statistic. You do not just play a small role in the grand scheme of things but rather you are an integral component of the universe that encompasses all around you. Every choice we make, no matter what, and every road we travel, no matter where, will ultimately play into our overall destiny. Your entire life is immediately put into perspective. You look around, at the faces of your peers, and realize you are all willing to pay the same price for what you believe. You are willing to do this because it has been done for you.

This realization does not come lightly. It hits you very hard and either you embrace it or it will break you. To understand the will of the human spirit is a gift. Simply trying to comprehend the courage and dedication that one must possess, in order to display such unselfishness, is beyond us. We try our hardest to live honest, moral lives while contributing as much as we can to the cause. We forgo the luxuries we are offered and instead inherit a life of responsibility and burden. We gladly stand up for what we believe and protect our right to survive in a free and peaceful world. We are forever appreciative to those who have given their lives for our country and it is our privilege to honor them. In the words of John Allston, “The only thing you take with you when you’re gone is what you leave behind.”

Hills Of Quantico

I am trying to find the words to a Marine Corps song we used to recite when marching/hiking (actually humping the hills of Quantico). The verses are actually set to the song "Scotland the Brave," the first two stanzas going something like this:

Some countries have their sons,
but we are the lucky ones,
my bonnie Marine Corps
is waiting for me.

We'll be the first to shore,
wade through the blood and gore,
all for the honor and the
glory of the Corps.

Any idea of the full verses/correct words?

PUT AMERICA FIRST!
Semper Fi
Bob

First And Foremost

I am responding to the letter from Carolyn Laumann who is a mother of a woman serving in the Marines. I was also a Woman Marine during the cold war (76-80) and I am damn proud of my service. I went in during a time of transition. They had just starting letting us serve in traditionally men's MOS's. I was trained as a Electrical Equipment Repairman and later served with 7th Engineer Support Battalion at Camp Pendleton. I was only the 3rd woman in the history of the Battalion and the first 2 had only arrived within the past few months. It was an education for us but also for our male counterparts. The original purpose of women in the Marine Corps was to "free a man to fight". But through perseverance, endurance, and a great deal of struggle, women in the Marine Corps have proved themselves to be capable in many more areas. I will admit that the women Marines of today have it much tougher than I did but I like to think I had a part in opening the door for them. It just tears me up to know I'm too old to serve. But I support what they're doing 150%! My parents were never prouder than they were the day they watched me graduate at Parris Island. It was especially moving for my father since he had graduated from boot camp there in 1943. I am now married to a retired Marine, the step-mother of a Marine, and the mother-in-law of a retired Marine. But first and foremost, I am still a Marine! Vicky (Marshall) Hensley Sergeant, USMC veteran

Stolen Valor

Let us all pause and say Farewell! to a 30 yr. career, retired, combat decorated, (3 Navy Crosses, 3 Silver Stars,8 Purple Hearts) Marine! May his soul rot in the Federal prison he is going to! Theodore “Ted” Bantis has hoodwinked, connived, and lied his way into Marine Corps Balls, speaking engagements, and numerous other events under the pretext of being a retired Marine Colonel with decorations received in “clandestine” operations. This scum even outdid “Sgt.Maj. Richard Thibedeau”! Neither one of them ever served a single day in any military service! Urinal cake Bantis admitted buying everything off the Internet, but would not give a reason for the impersonation.

This pile of dog *%#@ was caught at a Memorial Day event, when a person that maintains a registry for Navy Crosses asked him “why do you have a “V” device on your Navy Cross?” It was awarded for valor and the “V” isn’t needed. (He also had a “V” on his Silver Star) Bantis didn’t answer and walked away and left. His photo and other information were sent to HQMC and they said they had no record. The info was turned over to the FBI, and he now awaits the pleasure of the courts to see which prison he gets to spend time in! OORAH!

Here is a link to start with, there are several more.

“Stolen Valor” is one of the lowest things anyone can do the honor and memories of those that came before us! For this, he pleaded guilty to a MISDEMEANOR! That is all it is according to our courts. So I come here to hopefully spread this info in hopes that Stolen Valor will be changed to a felony! Everything you have earned, and that those before have held in such high esteem won’t be worth the paper they were written on. Write you politicians and let them know you care about this issue. If you don’t, who will?

Bill Wilson
Semper Fi!
Death to posers!

A Few Calendar Contest Participants

Even if they didn't make it to the calendar, these entries are still winners in our book!


Here is a picture of the Forward Observer team Fox Battery 2nb Batallion 12th Marines. Taken in Okinawa 01/1967. We were in support of the 3rd Bn 9th Marines in Vietnam. My tour of duty 07/1966-08/1967 I'm the second one from the left side .The handsome Marine 20years old.Tom Jurkowski. I give you permission to use the photograph if you choose to.

Semper Fi Ski


This is a photo that I am submitting. Twin Marines - Jerome & Shauna Roseborough This photo is of my twin sister and I, at my Boot Camp graduation, March 3, 1995 - MCRD San Diego.

We both new we wanted to be Marines when we were just little kids. My twin sister Shauna joined up about 8mths before I did. We both went on to serve (5yrs for Shauna) and (6yrs for Jerome). My sister is now a Sheriff's Deputy in Pasadena, California. I am currently in the process of joining the ranks of the Fire Department in Bakersfield, California. Thank you for your time.

"FORGIVENESS IS...GIVING UP THE HOPE, THAT THE PAST COULD HAVE BEEN ANY DIFFERENT"


Dear Grunt,

Hi how are you? The picture that i'm sending is an after graduation from Parris Island, SC. on June 3, 2005. It is of my son and the three close friends that he made while at boot camp. They called themselves "Team Recon". Left to right: Wagstaff, Troung, Kelly and Jordan (my son). They learned how to get extra food and they all shared fire watch to keep one from having to pull it by themselves. The bonds thatwere made there hopefully will never be broken. My son is supposed to deploy in August for his first tour, God bless them all.

Thanks,
Proud Marine Mom,
Debbie Walters


This is a pic of my son LCPL Michael Jezycki assigned to 2/8 fox co out of Camp Lejuine. He is 0311( a grunt) and proud of it. He is getting ready for his second deployment to Iraq soon. He is from NYC and enlisted right out of high school in June of 2004 , he left for Parris Island at 17 years old.This was taken in Iraq ( Aug 2005) on his first deployment.


Short Rounds

I just want to thank you Sgt. for the newsletter and all the stories and thoughts that go with it. I served in the Marine Corps from 1974-1979 and loved every minute of it. Today I can still remember those days like if they were yesterday. I am proud to be a Marine. Your newsletter is what keeps my "Marine Corps Green Blood" running through my veins. OOORA! SimperFi,

Cpl. G.E. Lira, '74-'79 USMC


In reference to Gunny D's letter about "ex" marines. I can recall one more...Bobby Garwood.

semper fi
Ballew


One thought on the Woman Marine whose supervisors were giving her trouble.

Just remember they don't pack the gear to have ever been a Marine.

Semper Fi
Lin Barker Sgt USMC 1966-1970


Was watching the news the other day and what I saw brought back some memories, some good, some not so good, 8th Marines has returned to Beruit. Hold a beer to the sky for the 241.

Semper Fi, Gunny


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Semper fi
Welcome Home Marine, Job Well Done!
Sgt Grit

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