Dear Sgt Grit:
After nearly 24 years I was honored to be able to make a return visit to the MCRD in San Diego this past March while in California on business. The emotions it stirred in me were quite unexpected. I was accompanied by my sales Manager who is not a Veteran but said that he too felt very special that day for being able to share this experience with me. Long dormant memories flooded back and it felt as though it were only yesterday, and I could still hear the melodic cadence calls of SSgt Lewis echoing across that hallowed ground. Of all my life experiences I can think of no other that has so profoundly stirred my course through life. From my days with Platoon 2042 at the depot to my times with Bravo Company, 2nd Tank Battalion, nothing in my life short of raising my son has had more impact on who and what I am.
As I stood in the parking lot of the Depot museum a Chaplain approached and All he said was "How long has it been?" I told him almost 24 years, his answer was, "Welcome Home"
The enclosed picture is of me having the honor of standing with this fine group of young drill instructors who are the finest example of America's best. To have them call me Sir was The greatest honor any ole Marine could ask for.
Semper Fi, Pfc Mark Yasaitis, 1980 to 1982