I Finally Got My Way with the D I.

I Finally Got My Way with the D I.

I enlisted in Aug. 1956, right out of high school as soon as I was 18. While in school I sported a mustache because I was always in too much of a hurry to get finished. So when I got to Chicago for indoctrination and swearing in and had my picture taken for my ID card it was with my mustache. After arriving at MCRD and around 3 or 4 weeks into boot training our DI’s took offense with some of the ‘screws’ starting to grow mustaches and one morning announce at roll call that when we hit the head to shave if you don’t have a mustache on your ID card you will exit the head clean shaven. Well that went as planned except I didn’t shave mine off, after all it was on my ID card. During muster for our march to the chow hall our senior DI called me out and reamed me for not following orders and who the hell do you think you are and more importantly WHERE do you think you are. I will admit I was intimidated but stood my ground and reminded him that his order was “If you don’t have a mustache on your ID card, SHAVE!”, he demanded I present my card and that is when I felt I had trumped him on that one. He didn’t like it but he was a Man about it. I was appointed to be ‘Right Guide’ afterward and performed my duties proudly and competently after that.
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  • aardq

    Agree with the rest that believe the OP is BS. Dego Oct 31, 1967, and no one had facial hair. Very few units allowed staches at that time. Was sent from the 27 MAR to the 28MAR and found out that the 28th allowed them if you had one when you arrived, but weren’t allowed to grow on. I had several days of checking out, and almost a week to check in, so when I reported to the Co office, I had a stache. Wasn’t much of one, but since I had it I could keep it. It grew out in the next week or two. We also didn’t get our ID cards until the day before leaving for ITR.


  • bob lake

    Growing a mustache while at a Marine Recruit Depot and smart assing your DI.NEVER HAPPENED.I went through Parris Island in 1957 we did’nt get our ID photo until 8th or 9th week.I remember it well because I had to go back a second time because I had a back eye the first time.


  • Wayde VanVelkinburgh USMC 1978-1984

    I remember when I got to Parrish Island Feb 1978 the Drill Instructor got on the bus and when he saw me he said oh my god we have Jesus Christ on board because at that time I had hair down past my shoulders and a full beard down to my chest. Later that night as we were getting ready to shower and shave he was walking up and down he stopped in front of me and stated that everyone will shave whether they need to or not.


  • Top Pro USMC ’64-’84

    Do you guys know the difference between a fairy tale and a sea story? A fairy tale begins, “Once upon a time…” and a sea story begins, “Hey, this is no-shit man…” Semper Fi!!


  • Vernon Tabor

    I was 18 when I joined in October 1961, Platoon 385, MCRD, San Diego. I had never shaved in my life and all I could grow was a little peach fuzz on my neck. I didn’t think I needed to shave and didn’t think anyone would ever notice. Standing in formation one day our DI saw my peach fuzz from about 20 yards away. The light must have hit it just right. He pulled me from the ranks by my peach fuzz, screamed, yelled and cussed at me, made me do more push ups than I could count and ordered me to go back to the quesant hut and shave. I never missed a day shaving after that.


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