Hand Salute; Happy 80th Birthday and a hope for Fair Winds and Calm Seas for Gunnery Sergeant Robert L. Fitzwater USMC 1951 – 1976. The Gunny is a Combat Veteran of Korea and Vietnam, and rose from Buck Sergeant to Series Chief Gunny of 3rd Bn Parris Island.
Category: Marine Corps Stories
After Boot Camp
Danny and I finally completed MCRD, 3rd RTR, San Diego, 1975. Home and home-cooked meals. My mom asked what I wanted for my homecoming meal. No question needed to be asked. What else? Pork chops, homemade mashed potatoes and gravy, collard greens, garden-fresh corn-on-the-cob, homebrewed ice- tea, and momma's fresh-baked cathead-sized biscuits. Followed by apple pie and ice cream. What a feast!
Flying Proudly
Blue Cover Used For Burial Detail 1957
Blue Cover used in 1957 by Silent Drill Team
Protected Me
Get mentioned helmet at:
U.S. Marine Glossy Full-Face Motorcycle Helmet – DOT Approved
Marines and Cops
Two Texas Highway Patrol Officers were conducting speeding enforcement on Hwy 77, just south of Kingsville, TX.
One of the officers was using a hand-held radar device to check speeding vehicles approaching the town of Kingsville. The officers were suddenly surprised when the radar gun began reading 300 miles per hour and climbing.
Ever Dump A Bowl of Soup Into a Drill Instructor’s Smokey Bear
There I was, a terrified recruit in Platoon 152, doing my best to survive in around the second week back in 1963.
One day we were in the mess hall, I'm standing next to the table waiting for the "SEATS" command when a drill instructor from another platoon, who was yelling at one of his recruits backed right into me… me standing there with my tray. Bang, the bowl of soup goes right into his Smokey Bear cover which was hanging off his first aid packet.
HAWK Hill 327
On May 14, 1967, four sappers destroyed 12 missiles and had our 4000 gallon diesel fuel bladder on fire.
Matthew Wojciechowski
Without The Woman
The man cave don't mean nothing without the woman you shared 45yrs with. I go crazy time to time, sit in my chair, over medicate, reflect the two things I loved. The wife, the Corps. The bib is so I don't drool on myself. I get over it. Life goes on.

