Category: Marine Corps Stories
PFC Bolowskie and his fellow Marines
A visit from my Dad
I was at MCRD San Diego from March 1982 to June 1982…..Golf Co. 2nd Platoon, Platoon 2026. We were in the squad bay one late afternoon, when I heard my drill instructor yell from the duty hut, "Stillwell get in here!" I jumped up from whatever it was I was doing and made a dash toward the duty hut," Sir, Private Stillwell reporting as ordered sir!" He looked up at me, and it that DI tone, says, "is your Daddy a Navy commander!" I replied, "he was sir, he retired in 1974!" "Well, he's here to visit ya, go get yourself squared away, and go over to the regimental office". With a quick "Aye aye sir", I took a quick look at myself in the mirror, donned my cammie cover, and made my way across what seemed like a ten mile long parade ground to the regimental office building. Upon my arrival, I was greeted by a less then cheerful corporal who wanted to know what the "fudge" I wanted. I tried to explain to him while standing at attention that my Dad was on his way to pay me a visit. His reply was something like, "well, are'nt we fudgin special, your dad is a fudgin squid huh?"
Why I Fight
Why I Fight
One day as I was coming home to visit my family after my last deployment, I Decided to stop at a locale restaurant to eat. When I walked into the restaurant I was still in my Marine dress uniform. The hostess looked at me. She was going to move me in front of the line of waiting people, so I said to her “ No Ma’am, I can wait. No need for me to go first.” As the line went down I finally got to sit and order my food. When I was waiting for my food to come out the people that were leaving came up to me and said, “ Thank you”. So, after an hour I finish my food and paid and was walking back to my rental car when this young mother with four kids came up to me and asked, “Son why do you fight”? I then looked at her and said, “Well Ma’am, I am a US Marine. I have stormed beaches and freed countries. I have defended the weak and defeated the strong. I have been courageous and have shown compassion. I have raised our flag and raised our hope. Some call me Leatherneck, My Enemy’s call me Devil Dog. But you can call me a Marine. It’s not the money, the glory, the women or to kill that I fight, but it’s for my brothers and sisters in arms and for you. I fight for you and I’ll do it again too. To protect you is my honor so that’s why I fight. But now may I ask you, “ What can you do to help? Please support our military”!
AAV on 21 October Road
Porter & Quibedeaux in Somalia October 1993 – 1st Btn 9th Mar Div – The Walking Dead
1950’s Marines
Sgt. Grit.
I recently read two stories about two Marines that were in before 1959, one said he was a lance cpl. and the other said he was a cpl. E- 4 I try to study as much as I can about Marine Corps history and the rank of lance cpl. did not exist in 1959. And the rank E-4 was a staff sergeant. I mean no offense to anyone, this is only a statement of interest.
Brewster Devices at 29 Palms
Been a while since I heard of Bearmat, but I remember it well. I was a platoon commander and later XO in C Co, 3d Tank Bn, at Stumps from 79-83. We were equipped with the M60A1 Rise-Passive Tank. The M60 had the M-68 main gun, 105 mm. My Plt. Sgt, Gy Sgt Mike Gratton, and the the other Tankers, informed me that when we went out on CAX's (Combined Arms Exercises) the cheapest round we fired was HEP (High Explosive-Plastic) and it cost approximately $700-800. Firing HEAT (High Explosive Anti-Tank) or SABOT was off the scale. Therefore the Brewster Device. It was a reworked 105 mm shell casing, with a single shot 22 installed in the casing, boresighted to fire down the main gun tube. Our platoons could go to a scaled-down firing range, with scaled down targets, and practice engagements. The device would fire 22 calibre ammunition (hence having to get clearance from "Bearmat"), the crew would get practice at crew drills and target engagements, and the Corps saved a lot of money on ammo and fuel.
Platoon 231, 2nd Battalion San Diego 1958 & Ike jacket
Sometime I think Marines are horders, but then When I was going through my mothers closets, I found my MCRD booklet with this picture attached and my wool Ike jacket and trousers, (Marines do not wear pants) how skinny we all were in 1958. She had even had my boondockers (gone now) . Its not the Marines that kept the items, it was a parent, girl friend or wife. SSGT J. I. Lathen was the Platoon leader and a Korean Vet and old yea, Hill was the Platoon Guide, from Texas. One other comment, we had Franklin M. Ramos from Hawaii who on had hair down to the middle of his back when he arrived at the yellow footprints.It was the longest hair this Nebraska boy had seen on a man.
Master Gunnery Sergeant Gaines B. “Dude” Gilbert – IYAOYAS!
Master Gunnery Sergeant Gaines B. "Dude" Gilbert was a Marine Aviation Ordnanceman. Tough as nails, but as compassionate as a child. Stories about the Dude are many. My last memory was sitting beside his death bed in 1985-86, he was lying there looking at his Dress Blues hanging in his closet. With all his strength, he uttered to me as he nodded toward his blues "I'm gonna get that 10th one". Dude passed away just weeks shy of getting his 10th service stripe.
In the companion of marines
Every Marine should read this book about what the Surgeons and Medics did at KSahn in '68. Short stories about the siege, by James Finnegan