My Three Favorite Memories

Take a 17 year-old redneck from Georgia, and send him to MCRD, San Diego. September, 1943( when he anticipated going to Parris Island) and you have one very frustrated "boot", with a S/N 495285; Radio School on base, Camp Pendleton, and eventually assigned to the 9th Replacement Draft. I joined the 8th AAA Bn, on Kauai; Our armament was 20mm, 40mm and 90mm guns and rifles. We eventually went into Okinawa; I understood we were part of the 1st Division "reinforced", but i sensed that was more scuttlebutt, than official. read more

Wounded Iraq Vet Gets Heckled During Columbia University Speech

Columbia University students heckled a war hero during a town-hall meeting on whether ROTC should be allowed back on campus.

“Racist!” some students yelled at Anthony Maschek, a Columbia freshman and former Army staff sergeant awarded the Purple Heart after being shot 11 times in a firefight in northern Iraq in February 2008. Others hissed and booed the veteran. read more

Its going to get busy -We will succeed. We will win our nations battles. That’s why they call us M

Do we have issues within the US? Yes. Could they get worse, hell yes. With all of the unrest that is currently transcribing within the world especially the Middle East we need to pay attention and continue the offensive but we aren’t to the degree we need to be at. read more

Why I Joined the Marine Corps

There are two people who are most responsible for me joining the Marine Corps…..Jack Webb and Leon Uris.  Webb because of "The D.I."  The first time I saw that movie I was absolutely entranced by the (*beauty?*) and discipline of boot camp.  It seemed so logical and organized.  Then someone gave me a paperback copy of Leon Uris' "Battle Cry" and I was completely hooked.  After reading about Danny Forrester and his squad, through bootcamp and into the South Pacific, I was hooked.  In 1967, recently an ex-college student and facing the certainty of the draft, there was no place for me except Parris Island and the United States Marine Corps. (Oh, the follies of youth.)  But I survived and, to this day, I'm proud that I can still call myself a United States Marine.  Thank you, Jack and Leon.  May god smile over your eternal souls. read more