Dad’s Tat & Flag

I know from time to time some post images of their new Marine Corps tats.
Thought some of your readers might enjoy seeing an old one that has been on my Dad's arm from my earliest remembrance. The words have faded a bit, but if memory serves me, the words Semper Fidelis are written on the banners.
His name is Raymond Pursell and he was in the Marines from April 1943 – January 1946. He said a couple of guys he served with got the same tat at the same time he did (before Iwo). read more

This sign doesn’t come down until they come home

To All my Friends and Fam.

Three Van Horn Tx natives, may god bless them and return them back safe and sound. I send this on a day of remembrance so that others may remember what they do as we sit in the safety of our homes.  May we also take a moment and sit in silence so that we may remember all that gave their lives so that we could reap the reward of freedom. read more

Marines Marrying Marines

It seems that there are more Marines marrying Marines, so I thought I would add my two bits: I met my husband at Cherry Point in 1965 on a blind date, a few days after his return from Viet Nam.  Six months later, on April 15, 1967, we were married in a beautiful church in beautiful downtown Morehead City, North  Carolina, by a minister who had a wonderful Scottish brogue. We were both PFCs, and our wedding rings were bought at the PX for a total of $20.00.  After the ceremony, we went to our small mobile home, where I cooked fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and veggies for the wedding party.  After dinner, and many toasts to the bride and groom, the wedding party crashed on the living room sofa and floor, and I passed out in bed with my maid-of-honor. It has been an interesting and wonderful life. We have a son (a computer engineer working for a government agency, who has twin boys, a daughter, and a grandson), and a daughter (living in Phoenix, who has four children and a grandson), all happy and healthy.  We just celebrated 44th years of continuous marriage, and I will never be able to say it wasn’t an interesting life.  I have attached a picture of the handsome Marine I married. read more

we served with honor and respect

I became a corpsman in 1965, a marine (fmf) in 1967 with 1st Mar Div in Da Nang ,1st Med Bat. In my 22 months of time in country , I spent 3 months with 2/5 ,4 mos 1st Force Recon and 15 months with C Company 1st Med . from ChuLai to Hue,Laos to the coast. I loved my marines and they took care of me. A few purple hearts , 2 bronze stars and a silver star later ,I made the Navy home for 22 years.  I will never forget the grunts and how proud I was to wear Marine Corps green. read more

‘Aumakua: Sacrifice in a Fallujah Hell House

The November, 2004 offensive into the city of Fallujah, Iraq—dubbed “Operation Phantom Fury”—placed the individuals involved into the renowned annals of Marine Corps narration.  The young men that meticulously stormed into the city will forever have their own unique moniker: Fallujah Marines—a name that has involuntarily set them apart from other Iraq War veterans.    read more