Sgt. Grit Community

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?" read more