Devil Dog
My Little Cheerleader
Blue Angels Memorial Day Air Show at Jones Beach, NY attracts 444,000 spectators
Blue Angels Memorial Day Air Show at Jones Beach, NY attracts 444,000 spectators
The Huntington Detachment #792 of the Marine Corps League set up a recruiting booth for Marine veterans at Jones Beach and handed out Marine Roses to the spectators. Suddenly dozens of Code Pink anti-war protectors descended upon us shouting obscenities and anti-military slogans as they read off names of deceased Marines and soldiers KIA in the war on terror. Spotting me in uniform they attempted to tie me up with a pink rope. A small group of Marine bikers calling themselves the Gathering of Eagles came to my rescue as did the SWAT team of the New York State Park Police, armed with M-16 assault rifles, and they prevented any contact between the opposing groups. This same group attempts to disrupt military funerals but the Gathering of Eagles is always there to prevent this disgrace from happening. Whatever happened to the true meaning of Memorial Day?
Thank you all!
Thank you all!
I just wanted to say thank you to all marines. What you do and have done for our country can never be repaid. There are just not enough words. My youngest has graduated high school and she will be leaving for Paris Island in August. We could not be prouder of the choice she has made. My son is in the Army and could not be prouder of his little sister. I am proud of my children and the choice they have made to serve their country and when other parents ask me how could you let them do that I could never let my child go like that. First off there is no let about it, my kids are adults and can make their own choice and as my favorite saying goes it can’t always be someone else’s son (or daughter). God Bless you all!
Photo worth a million words.
PFC Garcia
PFC Garcia
Dear Sgt. Grit,
Here is a picture of my young Marine and the Gentlemen that changed the course of our lives forever, for the best I must say. They are my son PFC. Joshua J. Garcia, currently stationed at Camp Pendleton, Ca., kneeling, then left to right. SSgt. Humphries, SSgt. Hendrixson, and Sgt. Milbourne. These are the gentlemen that saved my son from throwing his life away and gave him some idea of a direction to head in. I will be forever and eternally thankful to them for this.
WWII Woman Marine (My Momma!) visits 8th & I
WWII Woman Marine (My Momma!) visits 8th & I
Sgt Grit,
As an old Marine I was ?volunteered? to escort my Mother, Cpl Annette (Schubert) Howards, USMCWR on a pilgrimage to the Museum of the Marine Corps in Quantico to fulfill a part of both of our bucket lists. Responding to a request posted in Sgt Grit?s newsletter, we coordinated a side trip to the Marine Barracks at 8th and I to donate various squadron memorabilia that my Mother had been holding on to for the last 64 years. Mother and Father both served in Air Base Group-Two (ABG-2) at MCAS El Toro and NAS North Island during the WWII. While at the Barracks we had the unbelievable opportunity to meet and greet the ?13th Chesty of the Marine Corps? who was being taken though his paces by his trainer! What a treat for one old and one older Marine! Of course, neither the side trip nor the meeting with Chesty could have happened without the assistance of Cpl Aaron Clark from the Marine Barracks PAO office who graciously took us under his wing, gave us VIP treatment, and even politely smiled at our old sea stories all morning long.
My Marines
My Marines
Just thought I would send this picture of MY MARINES. It was created by a friend of ours ? the final version will be a Christmas gift to each of our families.
The top left is Posey S. Stanley ? an ordinance specialist at Quantico; while doing a training demonstration blasting caps exploded in his hand. He lost some use of his hand and shrapnel was still left in his face; as a side bar ? the first thing he said when they got to him was ?make sure the other guy demonstrating knows about the caps?.
Adventure for 2008
Adventure for 2008
Sgt. Grit,
I may be 59 but I still love my Corps and the traits they instilled in me over 37 years ago!
I realize there will come a day when I am no longer able to have an annual physical adventure like I’ve been doing every year. I’ll get older, less strong, less flexible, less fit. But, that day is NOT today! My adventure for 2008 was to run the Obstacle Course at Marine Corps Officer Candidate School in Quantico, Virginia, where Colonel Mike Gilman (retired) and I shared the struggles of becoming a Marine officer. Having remained close friends all these years (over 37 years now since we attended OCS), Mike Gilman agreed to share this adventure with me. And, it was a good thing, too, since we encouraged each other to go every step of the way.










