In honor of my grandfather who served in Vietnam in the Army he died while I was in boot camp. This tattoo is for both him and I.
Author: SgtGrit
Semper Fi
Staff Sergeant
Fallen Brothers
Traditional memorial with USMC/EGA/8 point cover
In Memory of MySon
In Memory Of L. Cpl. Steven L. Phillips who was KIA in Iraq on Feb. 7, 2006.
Freedom Is Not Free
I got this tattoo for some of my close brothers who gave it all in Iraq in 2004 while in 3/1 India co. The banner says. Freedom Is Not Free.
Cactus Air Force Marine
Our brothers who have gone before us beared greatly on the fabric of
the Corps we are privileged to wrap ourselves in as Marines past and
present. It saddens my heart as I read the letters in Sgt. Grit and
learn how those from the greatest generation diminish in numbers with
each passing year. I have been blessed to cross paths with a few of
these Marines and cherish those events.
Many Squat Thrusts
Hey Sgt Grit,
I shot these photos late summer of 1968, flying out of San Diego. I was at MCRD for Radio/Electronics school.
The first shot is of the Quonset huts at the south end of MCRD; I was there for boot camp, Plt. 152, A Co., 1st Bat. The close proximity of the airport is obvious. I remember waking up to the sound of jet engines starting and the smell of jet exhaust.
Seagoing Marines
Sgt. Grit,
As most of your readers will know, the United States Marine Corps
provided fighting men aboard Naval vessels since the beginning of the
Corps, but some may not know that in 1988, then president Bill
Clinton, removed the last of the seagoing Marines from ship's
detachments.
Good Number Of Misguided Recruits
Dear Sgt Grit,
Sgt. Dennis Warn's comments about D.I.s and San Diego International
Airport (aka Lindberg Field… see SW corner) brought back a few
memories from my time at MCRD (June-Aug 1968).
MCRD formed a triangle… along one side was the Interstate, along
the base of the triangle was a pond… with the Navy boot camp on the
other side… and the airport on the third side. Perhaps not as
grisly as P.I. for a recruit trying to "flip the fence" but tough
enough. Airport security turned over a good number of misguided
recruits to SDPD who returned them to the Depot.
I Got Caught
While fixing a little batch of my favorite snack I couldn't find my
wife's mixer, but I did find one of the blades. She was busy and I
didn't want to bother her, so I did what any good Marine would do.
You might say I got caught with my hands in the cookie jar.