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2 times I went to the root. what a deal cause I was in the same platoon as cpl chuck. I remember him well. as I was a sniper in the sta plt HandS Co.
For 20 Years I was not able to tell anyone that I was a former Marine, due the embarrasement of The Beirut incident. Why did Reagan pull us out?
One day we were in the chow line and a recuit came up to one of of our drill instructors and shouted out "Sir, Private Navy requests to speak to the drill instructor Sir." The drill instuctor shouted at him, "Private who?" The recuit "Sir, Private NAVY, Sir. Then the drill instructor asked him for his full name and the rercuit replied, Sir, Ulysses Samuel Grant, Sir. The drill instructor hollowed US NAVY, whats the matter did your old man hate you. We all got a good laugh out of that one,
For a fallen brother
Thinking of C 1/5 circa 1989…
I can still recite the names and ssn's after all these years.
I must have repeated the kia's 10 times each over BN Net.
Mike Kelley Sgt. 88-96
B 1/5 and HQ5MAR and 5th Recon Co and finally 2nd SRIG
This was a collaberative effort of many different tat designs I saw. I designed this one myself after combining attributes from different Marine Corps symbols that I felt embodied the spirit of the Corp.
While I was in VietNam (1967-1968) I experienced the true meaning of SemperFi and how Marines take care of Marines.
I was a dump truck driver with the 7th Engineer Battalion, Service Co. I was in a large convoy leaving the AnHue Combat Base with my friend Tyrone Jones heading for Hill 55, then on to DaNang. Tyrone had a new guy with him in his dump truck. I also had a new guy riding with me.(I can't remember the new guys names) The convoy had two tanks with it. One in the front, the other in the rear. About halfway to PhuLoc 6 the rear tank hit a command detonated land mine(I.E.D.) The convoy stopped,the front tank went back to help the blown up tank. We all jumped into the ditches and started shooting into the treeline. We received a few sniper rounds. The undamaged tank blew-up a hootch and the grunt next to me blew-up a small cement structure with a LAW. We got the all clear from the convoy commander and headed for Hill 55. Little did Tyrone and I know that what just happened was only the beginning of a very scary and exciting day.
Grit,
I save everything, including all the t-shirts from every National Veterans Wheelchair Games since 1997. I wasn't sure what to do with them and when the LA Veterans Quilt Project came to my VA last year I asked Karen Van Den Brink if she could possibly make a quilt from my old shirts. She said absolutely and handed the project over to Linda Leibon who did and 'AMAZING' job!!! She had it for over a year and just presented it to me Tuesday 3/20/12. Something I will treasure forever and money can definitively not buy. I cannot thank the ladies enough!
YES SGT. Wackerly..
We had T-Bones in the Corps. Here are 4 pics from 1968 "B" Brty 2nd LAAMS Chu Lai. I can be plainly seen cooking T-Bones on my Field Grill…88 men in the Brty, 54 steaks per box…….the leftover, unfrozen steaks went….. maybe back into the Black Market? maybe for the ice cream I served.
