Reasoner Reader

Reasoner Reader

This was an article published in our MCL, 1stLt. Frank Reasoner Detachment 919 newsletter in 1998. I am the editor of that newsletter, titled the Reasoner Reader. From time to time I include “secret” tid-bits in an article called ‘THE SPOOK”, about various members of our detachment. This one was about myself and absolutely true. I couldn’t make up something like this. read more

Help Me Search For My Father

Help Me Search For My Father

I would like to introduce myself, my name is Bob Fortelny. The reason I am writing you is in hopes that you can help me in my search for my father. I believe that he may have been a Marine Raider.

Here is the hard part, I do not have a name for this Marine only some pictures that my mother left me when she passed away. I have no other information on him. I know this is a long shot but its worth a try. I would be very grateful for any information you can provide. Thank You read more

Marine Mom

Marine Mom

I am a fairly new and very proud Marine Mom from IL; son Pvt. Joseph E. Herscher is stationed at Camp Pendleton. I enjoy your newsletter & have ordered from your company.

Please find enclosed pic of Joe’s niece/goddaughter Chloe Isabella Herscher, 18 mos. in a ‘mini-marine’ uniform – what’s not to love? (P.S. Joe will receive this pic in his next box of goodies from home.) read more

Flags I Fly

Flags I Fly

MY Grandson, Jake Cross, is in preschool. He brought this picture to me a few days ago. He told me it was a picture of the flags I fly in my front yard. I fly Old Glory and the Marine Corps flag. When he is at my home He helps me show the colors and then we must sing God Bless America. He doesn’t know all the words but he really belts it out. Some Patriots come in small size. read more

Sundays Off

Sundays Off

Here is a picture of me and the guys in the P.I that was in 89 of Sept. we were having a good time. Also, to add to the memories – I’m just remembering our Sundays off at camp swab – our barracks overlooked the softball field and walking distance from the geedunk – those Sundays off were spent playing spades outside, drinking, watching softball games and ‘dropping lil’ mo’s’ on everyone. read more