Sgt Grit Newsletter - 20 DEC 2012

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Chopper Resupply


Sgt. Grit,

I have attached personal photos of a chopper resupply from the Rockpile, I was a 2531 in 3rd Recon Bn and later in 3rd Force in '67.

Semper Fi,
Tommy Curran

Old Salts

I have to agree with MSgt Stewart, both terms were used during my 27 years in the Corps that started in 1953, broke in 1956, started again in 1957, and ended in 1980. Both terms were used. We did sleep on the rack and had junk on the bunk and sometimes both terms were used for both meanings. It is interesting to me that we Marines are still arguing over the same silly things today that we did back in our time and also in our presiders time. That is one of the fun things we Marines like to do, especially to show that we are OLD SALTS.

Semper Fi Marines.
MGYSGT Joe Blaile Sr.

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Deepest Apologies

Sgt. Grit:

I had to write to you. This is probably not your usual letter. I have read all of the stories of the Marines from boot camp, World War II, Vietnam, etc. I must with great shame tell you I was one of those 60's protesters. I could use the excuse that I was an ignorant kid.

I grew up in a college town and as a student, got carried away with the protests and idealistic beliefs. It is true, I was ignorant but that is no excuse. I only wish somehow I could take back all of those years. I cannot begin to tell you how ashamed I am. Those men and women who went to war and fought so that I and all the others could say what they wanted to. How I wish I could somehow thank those men and women that fought for all of America.

Again, my deepest apologies to all those Veterans and Soldiers who deserved so much more. I know talk is cheap, but I don't know what else to do.


Motivation Skills

So I have two sons in the Marine Corps and both are assigned to Air Wings. One in Oceanside, Camp Pendleton the other at Yuma. The one from Yuma has been to Afghanistan and returned a few months ago. Recently, he called me to vent about being counseled for a better word, concerning yelling at the troops or troop. I certainly hope the Marine Corps at Yuma has not become ------------, leave it to your imagination. Spending 20 years in the Army, there were times that certain motivation skills were used to achieve the desired results, so it has puzzled me that the Beloved Marine Corps has gotten ------------ at Yuma!

US Army

Proud To Be A Marine... Daughter

I sure wish I had found your site before my Dad passed away. He would have loved the Marine Corps shirts and other items that I would have bought him. I noticed the Chosin Few mouse pad in your email. I would have bought him that, too. I'm sure my Mom will love the Marine Corps emblem necklace that I just bought her. It's intended for her to put Dad's wedding ring on - 53 years as a Marine Corps wife.

I usually unsubscribe from emails like this, but your stories are fantastic and I love reading them. Makes me Proud to be a Marine... daughter.

Keep up the great work,
Pam (Bradbury) Sheil

Last Patrol

NAME Sgt. Grit,

I am wearing my 70th birthday gifts purchased from your catalog (Corpsman Cover and polo shirt). The picture is of me standing on the seawall overlooking Clearwater Bay in Clearwater, FL. The event was Veterans Day tribute 2012, held at Coachman Park along the bay and under the Oak trees. The weather was perfect, partly cloudy, a slight breeze with the gulf water lapping the seawall ever so gently.

The highlight of the event was the re-enactment of the "LAST PATROL". Memories of my many patrols came to mind as I watched the men silently, not a sound could be heard. The trees stood still no branches were moving, no leaves were falling.

The "Moving Wall" was on display just below a small hill with a fountain in the center of the pond spouting water from its jets ever so quietly. I walked the "Wall" alone, stopping occasionally turning to face the Wall. I recognized names from my company or fellow Corpsmen. I ran my fingers over the letters and said softly to myself my prayers with tears beginning to flow. I walked to the end, turned and saluted one final time.

Never to Forget.

"Semper Fi"
Frank Morelli
'Nam '67 - '68

Furniture Pads

Sgt. Grit,

It was, "junk on the bunk" and "hit the rack", and the mattress cover was a "f-rt sack". We called the ship sleeping quarters "racks", and one night when we came off liberty, O' my very Dark Thirty-late. The Capt. was on deck to ream us out and said, "See you Girls after morning chow!" He told us to put furniture pads on our asses as we would not have enough padding to sit down on before he was thru yelling at us sorry bunch of drunks!

I Thank the Lord I had a top rack, that I had trouble getting up to that night? My two fellow Marines pitched their cookies before morning and it came down like Niagara Falls on those under them! The Capt. heard that I held my booze, and I got a stern lecture, and they caught every sh-t detail back to the States.

Funny how you go over to a European Theater and make friends, and when you return to your original duty station, you lose touch with people after you get out to civilian life.

Bruce Bender
Cpl 1963-1967

Short Rounds

Jingle bells, mortar shells
VC in the grass
Take your Merry Christmas
And shove it up your asz.

Re: Bumper Sticker Speech by GySgt R.N. Steiner: That speech should be read at ALL Marine Corps Birthday Celebrations and attributed to Gunny Steiner. Well written, Gunny Steiner! And a big Semper Fi to all my Marine Brothers and Sisters.

J. J. Hinojosa,
GySgt USMC (Ret)

Discipline is as important as courage. Forged on the anvil of Marine Corps Discipline.

Mrs. Penny Parks, husband is Sgt Jerry Park attended the 2/9 Reunion in Branson. This was the first reunion they had ever attended. They had the best time. Mrs. Parks told me today that from that reunion she realized her husband was not crazy, they all act that way.

Kristy Fomin
Sgt Grit Operations Manager

I was at McDonalds this afternoon and there was a man dressed in all USC Gear. I said to him, "I was never a Trojan - I was in the Marines - But I wore a few in my time...

Larry Lovett - PFC
MCRDSD 1954 PLT 354

Sgt. Grit,

At Parris Island in 1958, we said rack. To turn in was to "hit the rack". I can't recall anyone saying bunk while I served. Too Army. "Junk on the bunk" is just a slogan, the word bunk was convenient because it rhymed with junk. Notably, we also said "crap on the rack" as well as "things on the springs". But, just like the terms deck and bulkhead, the thing that we slept on was called a rack.

Rich Robbins
Cpl 1958-1962

It is with a sad heart that I must report on November 26th, 2012 the change of duty stations of PFC John H. Whalen Sr. 1936-1940. My father, hero, and brother Marine is now guarding the streets of heaven.

Semper Fi
John H. Whalen Jr
Sgt. of Marines ---3828
Aug. 1968 - Aug.1972


There was also a question about "necessary points" to go home, during service in the pacific. As I recall, we needed 42 points, which came from time in the Corps, time overseas, time in combat. After Okinawa, I served 6 months in North China. In march 1946, I was stationed in Chinwangtao, when the word came down "Broome, you are going home; you have your 42 points".

Semper Fi to you and every Marine,
James D. Broome
Corporal of Marines
495285 1943-1946

An old salt once told me "the best duty stations are the one you a going to and the one you just left"

Bob Lake

Chesty Rules

Chesty Rules We put this picture on our Facebook page. Following are a few of the responses.

Kevin Kirby: Can't really argue with someone who has been awarded the Navy Cross five times.

Arthur Ware: And an Army cross, if I'm not mistaken.

Timothy S. Pruitt: Hard core, HIS Corps!

Lou Michelli: Goodnight Chesty, wherever you are.

Bob Moser: A beer machine in every barracks!

Frank E. Smith: He did say what he felt or thought, I think that done him in plus age.

Yvonne Boden: Pantaleon Chesty is the man!

Thomas Ramsey: it isn't an unwritten rule now though... do'h!

Shawn Minosky: It states you cannot walk with hands in pockets. Not that hands cannot be in them... Find the hair cut rule for me as well...

Chris Morgan: Somewhere in the Marine Corps, some officer is calling Chesty a sh-tbird for having a pipe in his mouth while in uniform... LOL! I remember in the mid 1980's we had a 2nd LT. try to give the Regimental Sgt. Major a ration of sh-t over his mustache. What a site to see, then the Regimental Commander jumped the Lt's arz! LOL!

Bob Baxter: He was a great Marine. In the 50's he stood on a stage at an outside theatre at Camp Pendleton, CA. He showed a company of young Marines a Purple Heart ribbon. He said, "I have a locker box full of these." Scared the h-ll out of all of us. He lived it! Semper Fi!

Angela Dawn Spake-Jacobsen: I had a Master Guns that would always have his hands in his pockets or he would be smoking and walking at the same time. Also, smoked in his office and flipped off practically everyone. In boot camp, we weren't allowed to put our hands on our hips because we didn't rate it yet. Gawd, some of the stupid rules they came up with.

Neal Ports: Authur Ware, you are correct about the Army Distinguished Cross. He received the nation's 2nd highest award for bravery 6 times. Why no Medal of Honor? Believe it or not he was never recommended for it.

Angela Dawn Spake-Jacobsen: Oh and I had a Master Sgt that would tell the butterbars if they wanted a salute they would have to climb up all his rockers to get one. He was smooth man. Master Sgt Parnther. He always tried to make it sound like panther.

John Rice at Shawn: Hair cut rule was in the BST and I believe MCO P1020-34f when I was in. Hair must be 0" at the base of the skull graduating to longer than 3" on the top of head. I knew it because I always kept mine at 3" haha

Deb Dennis: Rules? What Rules?

Gary Francis: I have read his book and from that it says he was my kind of Marine, only from the front would he give orders to other Marines. He saw that the door to Pearl Harbor was unclosable, he seen that decades before it happened. Straight up, Straight out, that was why he was not recommended for the medal of honor. The higher brass did not like him and his forthrightness. They asked him, he would tell them what they did not want to hear.

Oliver Pitts: when you have that many commendations and medals, you make your own d-mn rules. Semper Chesty... OOH RAH!

Richard Harp: F-ckin' A Chesty!

Nick Gifford: Now that I do agree with. He wouldn't have put up with this retarded-azs mickey mouse sh!t for one second.

Jerry Carter Nealey Sr.: that's balls azs funny. Made my sh-tty day into 5 star day.

Vernon Dunbar: The U.S. Army brass hated the Gen. for the comments he made about them. The let him get the CMH and pretty much ran him out of the Corps. I am glad they don't have that kind of "say" anymore when it comes to Marines.

John King: The greatest thing about the Marine Corps... is Chesty the bulldog

David L McCracken: Keep in mind this is a still photograph. He wasn't necessarily standing there with his hand in his pocket. He might have been retrieving some matches to light his pipe when the photo was snapped.

Jack Guns O'Brien: The greatest thing about the Marine Corps is we win battles.

Bart Lytel: What an amazing man... Semper Fi my brothers and sisters in arms

Lee Medlin USN/RET: One badazs Grunt

1775 Bike

Just wanted to show you a picture of my bike. I was in the USMC from '86 to '92. When people ask me what 1775 stands for I tell them I love talk radio and it's a AM radio station I listen to.

Semper Fi,
Craig Nelson

1775 bike


F4J Wreckage 1

FJ4 Wreckage 2

I'm an ageing F-4 enthusiast resident in the UK who is currently researching the history of VMFA-334 (F-4J Era '67/'71 at El Toro/Da Nang/Chu Lai/Iwakuni). I've attached a couple of pictures from some 1969 cruise books. They show the wreckage of F4J 155744 WU-12 which was recovered from Da Nang Bay - it crashed in 1968 but happily both crew ejected and were rescued. Why would it have been recovered? Who would have salvaged it? Does anyone have a photo of it in one piece?

I would love to hear from anyone who served in the unit who has photos or sea stories to share.

Semper Fi

Christmas Cookie

Marine Xmas Cookie Sgt Grit,

Just thought I would pass on a picture of a Christmas cookie I was given by a student at the vocational school where I am the discipline supervisor. She wanted to thank me for some help I gave her on a project. BTW, she is dating a young lad currently at Parris Island, due to graduate just before Christmas. I also referred her to Sgt. Grit for a welcome home present for her soon to be Marine. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all!

Fred Ellsesser
USMC 1977-1990
Tanker and MP

Lighten The Load

Noted with interest the letter from "Former Hat" ret. LtGen. L.B. Puller. I served under him when he was a Colonel at Pearl in 1948/49 and early '50. We all shared the same opinion of him as the author of the letter.

I learned a lot from him, including the lesson to never skimp on what's in the field marching pack, like that extra pair of boondockers. At Chosin had to leave my useless SnowPac boots that had frozen shut when I left them out as I got in the sleeping bag. When the Chinese hit the morning of Nov 27th I got those boondockers and extra pair of socks and hustled up on Hill 1282. Although sweaty feet had been frost bit while traveling from east of Chosin to Yudam-ni at 30 below temps in the back of the truck, the socks and boondockers kept me from losing my feet. Many were not so lucky.

Many months earlier Puller had us make a Saturday march up into Aiea Heights, above the pineapple fields; full field marching pack. When we got as far as we were going, he had everyone remove their field shoes and toss them in the back of a truck. Then ordered us to get the extra pair from our pack and put them on.

Quite a few "Smart" guys had packed their packs with newspaper. Puller never said a word. "Fall in" and we marched through the pineapple fields back to base. That terrain is hard on bare feet. As long as they didn't check into sickbay or miss duty, nothing was said. Those who failed that test faced Mast before Puller.

I never forgot the lesson. Sometimes "By the Book" had good reasons for the rules. Sure saved my feet. Grunting up and down the mountains of North Korea sure tempted you to lighten the load.

Ray L. Walker
Franklin, TN

FOB Geronimo, Afghanistan MWR

MWR Bulkhead

Deployed Marine

These are some photos from the MWR facility aboard Forward Operating Base Geronimo in Afghanistan. Sgt Grit was contacted by Jeffrey Arnold, who is in charge of maintaining the facility, about a donation of Sgt Grit decor to help boost morale on the base. As you can see in the photos, Sgt Grit items have been prominently displayed on their bulkheads and worn by the deployed Marines.

Semper Fi

Marine Corps Submitted Photos

Marine Christmas Tree
Marine Christmas Tree

Old Corps Green Monster
Old Corps Green Monster

Apologized Profusely

Sgt Grit,

Just wanted to check in, since it's been awhile. Reading Cpl D.T. Jones post in the 12/13/2013 newsletter was a p-ss-call to remind me to post again. He mentioned dropping the F-bomb and other nice words while away from the base on 72's, 96's or leave and I must admit I did on one occasion drop a huge F-bomb at least once. Rewind back to November 1981. I am home on leave after boot camp at Parris Island (Platoon 2063) and before heading down to Geiger for ITS. It's my first meal at home, eating my mother's fantastic cooking. We are sitting at the kitchen table when I asked her to pass the f---ing mashed potatoes! My dad who was former Army (8th Field Artillery at Schofield Barracks, Hawaiian Islands) drops his head and gets this semi-smile sort of grin on his face, but even he would not look up at my mother. I looked at mom and apologized profusely, and she just stares at me and smiles stoically and tells me she understands. My dad cuts in and starts to reply to help me out by saying something about the fact that I could not help it because its "probably all he heard down there", but my mom replied that it was OK, but the shocked look on her face was priceless.

My family were strict Catholics and we kids did not so much as fart while walking up to the dinner table much less drop a "cuss word" and certainly not the F-bomb. H-ll, I got a stare down if I so much as said the word crap and here I was laying an F-bomb on my mother of all people. My father very much reminded me of the dad in A Christmas Story. He was just plain funny. He was a very good man, a great husband and father, and a strict Catholic as well, but dad was no stranger to the occasional cuss word, but being a military man himself, he knew full well where I was coming from and I knew he was cracking up inside.

One time, I came across a box of his military items and he had two neat albums full of photos from his days in the Army. There were two large, rectangle shaped albums, with each of his round dog-tags affixed to the front covers of each book. The photos of the big howitzers fascinated me, but then I saw the photos of the Hula-girls. I must have been about ten I guess and I said, "hey dad, ever kiss any of those girls in the grass skirts?" He just mumbled something and walked away!

Semper Fi
Mike Kunkel
Cpl, 0331
Lima 3/8 Weapons Plt

Mom Came Back

Here is my Corpsman story:

My step-father was retired Navy, so when I got a pretty bad eye infection when I was 10, my mom took me to Oaknoll Naval Hospital in Oakland. The Navy doctor admitted me to stay overnight. The next morning when my mom came back I told her the "coroner" had just been in to see me. She thought a minute and laughing, said "No, honey. I think you mean the Corpsman has just been in to see you."

Michelle (Wright) Weaver
Cpl of Marines (1989 - 1993)


Submitted by: MARINE Jim McCallum (the ole gunny)
Vol. #3, #4,(APR., 2013)

Last month I told you about "The Trolley Ride", so this month I think I'll wrap up my adventures with the "deuce" and just fill you in on the last couple stories that I don't feel bad about making public. In fact we had a number of good laughs out of our exploits at the expense of others. I must also say that these pranks were not only pulled off by few but, by most of the crews on the flight line. I'm also trying to remember how many aircraft and what was the number of the beast that I flew but, I think that I had CJ-113.

Now, I have to tell you that these aircraft leaked like you would not believe, either in flight or just sitting static. The oil consumption per hour of flight was beyond the norm. If we were going to take a long flight it was not uncommon to load a 55 gal. oil barrel in the center of the A'C directly under the transmission and put a hand pump in the bung and two lines out the windows (one per side) and hook the lines up to the "Y" drain valves. This allowed us to pump oil into the engine in flight. Thank goodness we never had an oil delivery hose come loose or fall off in flight and empty the engine of its much needed thirst for oil. Anyway, it worked!

There was also an episode where we were flying up to Anacostia, NAS just south of The Naval Gun Factory in Washington, DC, and we had a Woman MARINE on board as a passenger that had to get to Wash. for one reason or another. We tried to think in advance how we could make her comfortable so we got another flight suit for her to wear for the trip thinking, that way she could at least move about the aircraft without fear of getting dirty or be placed in an embarrassing position. The trip was expected to take several hours at least. Now, I don't know how many of you guys know that there are no bathroom facilities on board a helicopter especially for ladies, except there is what is called "a Pilots relief tube", for... you guessed it "the Pilot", and it is located in "The Cockpit" where the pilot sits.

It is a small funnel shaped item about 2 inches round at the top and attached to a rubber hose that exits the belly of the A/C. A rubber hose is attached to a venturi to help extract the fluid from the tube. This venturi has been known to be installed in reverse causing the pilot to experience a unwanted wet malfunction. Obviously, an unplanned event for him but, not always for the Crew. That sometimes happened, depending on who was flying.

Over the years these items have been re-designed to eliminate this type of problem. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the Woman MARINE was informed that she would not be able to perform a basic body function until we landed but, we would be more then glad to hold one of the large funnels used to put oil in the engines and of course we promised to keep our eye's closed while she attended to her business.

The last time I saw her she was at "High Port" when she left the Helicopter just after landing. The pilot taxied as close as he could to the terminal to allow for a hasty departure. I don't remember ever getting our Flight Suit back either. I can only assume that she made her appointment.

The Italian Volcano

Honolulu Liberty Sh-t Street scene, June 1962. When Gina "The Italian Volcano" danced at the "Hubba Hubba Club".


Oldest Living Marine in United States

Oak Crest Staff

Oldest Living Marine

Oak Crest Celebrates the 237th Anniversary of the United States Marine Corps

Resident Acknowledged as Oldest Former Marine in United States Participates in Cake Cutting Tradition

Baltimore, MD - In 2010, former Marines who live and work at Oak Crest retirement community in Baltimore, Maryland, decided to celebrate the 235th anniversary of the founding of the United States Marine Corps. They did it by carrying forth the tradition of the cake-cutting ceremony in which the first slice of cake is given to the oldest Marine present, who in turn hands it off to the youngest Marine present. The custom symbolizes the experienced Marines passing their knowledge to a new generation.

2012 was no exception for the former Marines of Oak Crest, who celebrated their military branch's 237th birthday in the community's Acorn Pub with members of Marine Corps League Detail 1198 from Harford County.

However, the group had a new member. Richard Rhinehart moved into Oak Crest in the spring of 2012. At 104, he has been acknowledged by the U.S. Marines as the oldest living Marine in the United States.

Oak Crest employee Paul Stiles had the honor of receiving the first piece of cake from Mr. Rhinehart, who served in the Marines ten years prior to the beginning of World War II. Mr. Rhinehart also served with the iconic Major General Smedley Butler.

Following the ceremony, the group of men who answered the call of duty enjoyed their time of fellowship with friends and family and gathered for a group photo.

PHOTO CAPTION #1 (004): Oak Crest employees Aaron Julian, Paul Stiles and Gil Osenburg honor resident Richard Rhinehart prior to the cake cutting ceremony in celebration of the 237th anniversary of the United States Marine Corps.

PHOTO CAPTION #2 (014): Residents and employees of Oak Crest Retirement Community who served in the U.S. Marine Corps, along with family members, gather for a group photo in the Acorn Pub.

The Leatherneck Tartan

I have discovered an interesting bit of information that I would like to share. There is available and officially registered with the Tartan Registry in Scotland a "Leatherneck Tartan". This plaid fabric pattern was designed and registered in 1986 by several Marines from northern Florida. Bob Hall, R.H. MacLeod and Jack Rosenau are three of the Marines that were involved. I was told by Jack Rosenau, who is presently a Colonel in the USAF and a former Marine Master Sergeant that he supplied cuttings from his various Marine uniforms, to show the proper colors wanted, which were then sent by Bob Hall along with the proper documentation to Scotland.

R.H. MacLeod was one of the financial backers. A weaving pattern was then designed in Scotland and returned to them for approval. From there it was registered as the "Leatherneck Tartan" as it was never officially endorsed by the Marine Corps and as such cannot be called the Marine Corps Tartan. It is a beautiful combination of Marine green, blue, red and gold. The pattern is available in garments such as kilts, sashes, neck ties, tams, county caps and scarves. The items I have seen were all 100 percent wool and very well made.

Amtrackers And The Ontos Crewmen

Was at Pendleton around 1963 serving with B Company 3rd Amtracs at Delmar as a radio repair guy. We got the word that the Company was to send a couple of Tracs along with the retriever over to Mainside for a couple of days. Reason - we were to display what an Amtracs was to a group of NROTC Cadets on summer cruise duty.

Not having a lot to do I asked to go along as it seemed liked good skating duty. They positioned us next to an Ontos. Good natured kidding took place between the Amtrackers and the Ontos crewmen. The main point was the Ontos crews were saying the Ontos could run rings around the Tractors. Well that retriever was really fast, but there never was chance for a race. Can't seem to remember who thought of it, but at lunch break the crew of the retriever came back early. When the Ontos crew got back they found their beloved Ontos was hanging on the retrievers boom hook about a foot off the ground. That stopped the Ontos crew from razzing the Amtrackers about who was the fastest. The LT in charge of the whole show noticed what was going on, had a good laugh, then composed himself and started acting as an Officer thinks they are to act. The Ontos was put back on the ground in good condition before the NROTC Cadets noticed the fun.

Gerry Schemel
Cpl of Marines
MCRD PLT 220 1961

Change His Skivvies

'76-'77... Camp Schwab (Okinawa), at the time home of the Ninth Marines and 1st Tracked Vehicle Bn (composite of two tank companies, two of amtracks (P-7's, etc.), and of course, a H&S company. H&S included, besides the Bn Staff sections, the Comm Platoon, Supply Platoon, etc., the Bn Maintenance platoon... Tracked vehicle mechanics, known as 'fit-shisters' are by the very nature of their jobs, scruffy-looking. Grease and oil, dust, mud, tight spaces are their daily lot, and it is generally conceded that 'satisfactory, with major discrepancies' is the best to be hoped for at any major personnel/uniform inspection.

We had notice that a CG's inspection was coming, and preparations were the subject of many daily and weekly Officers' meetings... lots of 'make sure that', 'be sure you check' and other micro-management instructions came down from on high... some were really important things, like Irish Pennants on the inside of canteen covers, M-NU (TM) on pistol belt eyelets, etc. Came inspection day, and we fell out in formation in utilities, field marching packs, weapons, etc... other companies drew junk on the bunk, or PRT, etc.

Bn Maintenance Platoon drew a Recon Major for an inspecting officer... jump wings, high and tight, tailored uniform, probably slept at the position of attention, had a rep as a real stickler (prick). Came the end of the inspection, and the world stopped in its rotation, as this bunch of 'greaseballs' were rated 'Outstanding" by this gimlet-eyed martinet... maybe in disbelief that mere mechanics could do this, but he believed his eyes...

The Old Man held an Officer's Call in his quarters that evening, including some pale liquids in brown bottles, and thanked all of us for the effort and good showing the Bn had made... when he got around to Bn Maintenance Platoon, he wanted to know how many times Gunner Spaulsbury and I had 'pre-inspected' the troops? The look on his face when we told him we had looked at them for the first time that morning when we fell out... was priceless. (The Master Card bit came along later)...

As we explained, what happened in the barracks was Sergeant's (and Cpls) business... we had told them what details to check, how to check them, and that there would be only one or two items checked each evening... no hassle, just divide it up, pay attention to detail, and get it done... eat the elephant one bite at a time, check with the SNCO's if you need some help, etc. It worked like a champ... even if the Old Man would have had to change his skivvies at the time, if he'd known how the preparations were being done...



"Do not blame Caesar, blame the people of Rome who have so enthusiastically acclaimed and adored him and rejoiced in their loss of freedom and danced in his path and given him triumphal processions. Blame the people who hail him when he speaks in the Forum of the new wonderful good society which shall now be Rome's, interpreted to mean more money, more ease, more security, and more living fatly at the expense of the industrious."
--Roman philosopher and statesman Marcus Tullius Cicero (106-43 BC)

"The bad news is time flies. The good news is you're the pilot."
--Michael Altshuler

"A free society, by nature, is an individualist society. It leaves people free to pursue their own interests, through voluntary trade with others, and leaves them responsible for choosing their own course in life. A free society allows, encourages, and even depends on people who can define the values that give their lives meaning, and then pursue these values autonomously. It relies on people who are entrepreneurs in their own lives, who are capable of thinking for themselves, who have a sense of self-ownership, and the drive to make the most of themselves and their opportunities."
--David Kelley

"We must make our election between economy and Liberty, or profusion and servitude."
--Thomas Jefferson (1816)

Merry Christmas

"Bends and mothers until you change the rotation of the earth!"

"Private, how much rent are you collecting from the visitors living in the bore?"

"Attack! Attack! Attack!"

"U Suckers Missed Christmas"

Merry Christmas!

Sgt Grit

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