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The Emblem

Thank you for your interest in my emblem. I have always been gung ho for The Corps with clothes, covers, flags and all. I know that I am Marine all the way. My wife and I went on vacation and a friend was going to redo my sunroom floor. Well he got together with my wife about my service and decided to do this to surprise me. Wonderful surprise. It's not painted. He used colored cement and did a beautiful job. I was in Vietnam in '66/'67 and received two Purple Hearts, and on good days I get things done and on bad days I am 100% disabled. I thank God that I am in as good a shape as I am. God, Country, Corps! With PTSD I really put my wife thru h-ll but she loves me and saw me thru it for 46 years. God could not have given me a better wife. It took 40 years to get the VA to accept a claim and then they only went back to my last claim submission. Forget about the last 40 years of pain and Drs. and confusion. But as I said, God gave me my wife who has kept me up and going. Thru it all we have adapted and overcame. Semper Fi.

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Honors My Dad

My dad was born 8/11/1933. He served in the Korean war. He passed away 8/12/13 and is buried at Indiantown Gap, PA. Till the day he died, he never forgot he was a Marine. My mom, who is 79 and will be 80 in January, honors my dad and the Marines when she wears a Marine Corps shirt/sweatshirt when she goes walking two, three or four times a week. She walks 6 miles each time.

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His Turn To Carry On The Tradition

This past Friday my son Hunter Vigil graduated from Parris Island. Pictured is me on the left, my son and my dad Wayne Vigil Sr. My dad served our Corps '71-'75, I served '91-'95 and now it's his turn to carry on the tradition. I wish him luck in all his endeavors the Corps presents him with. Too proud of a Papa to keep it to myself.

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True Devil Dog

The last 10 years I have shared my home and my life with a pure blood Old English Mastiff I named Moose because he would eventually become one of the largest dogs on the planet. As he neared his ninth birthday Moose settled at 235 pounds, just before he was diagnosed with Nasal Squamous Cell Carcinoma, one of the most agressive and of course deadly cancers. We had a surgery done immediately and the prognosis was good, tests showed that they got it all, but they had to carve a big ugly gouge in the middle of his face, No matter I still had my Moose and he was pretty much the same old friend and companion, he lost some (a lot) of weight, down to 165 but he's happy, he eats good and still plays with the cats, but a recent checkup has indicated the cancer has returned. There was talk of CT scans and radiation and after over seven grand in the past year I just don't have another eight to ten thousand. I am proud that I could give him another year, I am a Vietnam Vet with 70% PTSD and Moose has carried me through a lot, I owe him big. My only hope now is that he can hang on til Nov 18, his tenth birthday, my only other hope is that he lies down to take a nap and just does not wake up instead of makeing me have to make the decision when his quality of life has reached that point.. I will miss my big buddy, we have been inseperable since he was seven weeks old, the breeder was a friend and she let me take him early and I even gave him his last set of puppy shots. If ever a dog was truely representative of what it means to be a Marine it is the English Mastiff. What a history they have, from Ghengis Kahn to Hannibals trek across the Alps in his attempt to bring down the Roman Empire and creating several large breeds along the way. The Nobles kept great kennels and used them for sport from deer to bear a pair of Mastiffs were formidable, then during WWI they were almost wiped out but a few had been brought to the states and the breed exists today because of that…

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WWII Marines Don’t Get Old… They Get Gritty

The Greatest Generation just keeps amazing…

I have an update for you and your readers about my Uncle Marvin, the WWII Pacific grunt. He celebrated his 90th birthday in June… his son and sister-in-law planned a surprise party for him. Had to make it 3 days after his actual birthday though, it was the first opening in his social calendar! He still works full time too… has to have "play money" for all that socializing!

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A Lot Of Heart And Soul

Attached is a picture of a bench that my son, Antonio made for me. He put a lot of heart and soul into making this. He did this to show his appreciation for all that I have done for him. Just thought I would share this with my fellow Marines.

Vincent Malnourie
Cpl, Native Marine, '85-'89

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