A Good Deed

Grit,

From one old Oklahoma Marine to another, Fine Job you and your crew are doing at Sgt Grit. Keep it up.

I just wanted to share a story that just happened tonight at a local Mexican Restaurant in Batlett, TN where I live. I served our beloved Corps for 7 years from 70-77, I was a 6133, T58-GE-10 engine mechanic and a 6034 SOAP Technician. Working on CH-46D's E's. Deployed to WestPac with USS Okinawa LPH-3 in 1972. I have always been very proud of my time served and I always wear a cover that I think came from your company that stated I was a USMC VietNam Vet. A lot of people see the hat, old Marines, young Marines, Doggies, Sailors, and the Zoomies in the Air Force. So I get the normal greeting, a friendly nod a special look between men who have been in and from civilians that are finally thanking my era of men and women for our service during that time, now about 40 years have past  but at least the public is thinking of the servicemen again. read more

The World Doesn’t Care Right Now

By John Cantlie
Kabul, Afghanistan

Back in the friendly, crazy pace of Kabul after a hectic time in Helmand. It’s always weird, swapping between the two Afghanistans. In one, you jump in taxis, go to cafes, go shopping and get drunk in the various ‘underground’ bars dotted around the place. You talk and laugh with people you’ve never met before. In the other, you skulk around looking with suspicious eyes at anyone who comes near, constantly in the company of men with loaded machine guns who’ve seen too many friends hurt or killed, the heavy cloak of military objectives always felt, ever present. read more

Sgt Grit Newsletter August 3, 2011

 Grit,
This is for those who are jealous of Marines who are seen as c-cky.
It is only c-cky if you can't back it up.
Marines are confident!
Phil “Akabu” Coffman
Sgt '72 – '82

 

What Have You Done?

Sgt. Grit,

Do you know what you have done?
On any given Thursday you have taken so many hard charging Marine's off the streets. Instead of h-ll raising and kicking butt and partying.
You now can find us sitting in front of our PC's or smart phones reading your newsletter. read more

Call Signs

I was with Comm Spt Company with the 1st Marine Brigade in 1971 and 72. I remember on one training exercise at Pakaloa on the Big Island our call signs were Hoot Owl and Jawbreaker.  For some reason before doing a radio check the operators had the habit of blowing into the receiver before asking “Hoot Owl, Hoot Owl, Hoot Owl this is Jawbreaker radio check over.”  Jawbreaker, Jawbreaker, Jawbreaker read you 5 X 5 over.”    By blowing into the handset it created a loud noise on any radio tuned to the net including the one in the Brigade Commanders tent. I guess he or someone got tired of the noise and ordered everyone to stop blowing into the handset.  I do not know who but some one replied by blowing into the handset and saying “Aye Aye Sir.”   Marines go figure.    What I remember most is that before leaving Kaneohe for the Big Island we were all issued long underwear and insulated sleeping bags.  Since it was usually a constant 85 degrees on Oahu I could not figure out why until I found out where we would be staying, halfway up the mountain in an old crater where the temperature was around 55 degrees. Not necessarily cold  per se by most standards but cold for Hawaii.    Our famously inept Lt. thought he would be staying in the BOQ and only brought sheets and almost froze.  To make matters worse they forgot to send a tent so we rigged one from a tarp and ponchos. (see the photo) I believe we were on the hill for almost three weeks before they moved us to the helipad.  We had running water in that we rigged another tent next to our equipment and if you dropped something on the deck the rain running through the tent just carried it out the other side.    We were in this for a week before the Battalion Medical officer deemed it unfit and made us move to a Quonset hut which we hated because now we had to stand a fire watch.   Jim Grimes

66 years since I have walked the yellow footprints at PI

Sgt Grit, 

  It has been 66 years since I have walked the yellow footprints at PI.    I was honored this past month to have been invited by the CG of Parris Island to be one of two reviewing officials for the 1st Training Regt  Delta Company’s graduation.    The event was doubly appreciated by this old WWII, Korea and Vietnam Vet because one of the newest Marine recruits being graduated was my own Great Grandson Austin W; Lee. This makes 5 generations of servicemen in my immediate family.   A picture of the newest Marine and the Old Corps Marine is attached as well as the sign at the theater on PI.   Semper Fidelis,  George M. Barrows Sr   Jr Past Commandant Onslow County Detachment # 262 Marine Corps League National Marine of the Year 2001   Respect and honor the 13th Commandant of the Marine Corps by saying his name correctly.  John Archer Lejeune (Luh-Jern)