Urgent Help Needed at Camp Lejeune

Marines, FMF Corpsmen, MCL Auxiliary, Devil Dogs and Friends of Marines –

 

As you no doubt are aware, a terrible tornado ripped through Jacksonville, NC this past weekend wreaking havoc on the town and on Camp Lejeune.

 

We have been informed that the Tarawa Terrace II housing area at Camp Lejeune has been heavily damaged and over 40 Marine families have been displaced or otherwise lost many personal items including food.  100-200 families have been affected by losing power which may be off for some time.  The Camp Lejeune ASYMCA and USO Jacksonville has requested donations of baby items (IE – Baby wipes, diapers, food items) ASAP.  They really request monetary or gift card donations to area business locations such as Wal-Mart, Food Lion, etc as these can be distributed quickly.  Our Marines need us and I know we will help.  Please contact Amanda Crompton, at Pioneer Services of Jacksonville, at  910-577-3036 for information on how to make your donations.  Marine Corps Commandant General James Amos toured the housing area and held a Town Hall meeting with area volunteer organizations.  read more

The Tragic Truth of War

What we dare not say: Killing the enemy brings victory.
 

Victory has usually been defined throughout the ages as forcing the enemy to accept certain political objectives. “Forcing” usually meant killing, capturing, or wounding men at arms. In today’s polite and politically correct society we seem to have forgotten that nasty but eternal truth in the confusing struggle to defeat radical Islamic terrorism. read more

Old Corps—Old Navy

” I did 30 years in the Corps,” the Marine declared proudly, “and fought in three of my country's wars. Fresh out of boot camp, I hit the beach at Okinawa, clawed my way up the blood-soaked sand, and eventually took out an entire enemy machine gun nest with a single grenade. As a sergeant, I fought in Korea with General McArthur. We pushed the enemy inch by inch all the way to the Chinese border,always under a barrage of artillery and small arms fire. Finally as a gunnery sergeant, I did three consecutive combat tours in Vietnam. We humped through the mud and elephant grass for 14 hours a day, plagued by rain and mosquitoes, ducking sniper fire by day and mortar fire all night. In a Firefight, we'd fire until our arms ached and our weapons were empty, then we charged the enemy with bayonets.” read more

What, No Beer 33, or Ba Mui Ba?

THE setting could have been any typical Central European beer garden. There were long rows of wooden tables stained in dark, rich hues; half- and full-liter beer mugs hanging from metal racks; and two beautifully crafted brass decoction tanks used for mashing traditionally brewed beer. But on this warm afternoon in November, I wasn’t in Plzen, or Munich, or Bruges. I was at the Hoa Vien Bräuhaus in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. read more