Hanging out with the French Marines earlier this week made me reminisce about my own days of being a Devil Dog.
Don’t get me wrong … I like being an Airman. But there’s always a special spot in my heart for the Marine Corps.
It’s funny … now-a-days, I can’t remember what I had for lunch yesterday, but I can remember EVERY WORD of the Marine’s Hymn, and I can still recite weapons characteristics as if I was being tested with a Drill Instructor half-an-inch in front of my face.
“Sir! The characteristics of the M16A2 service rifle: Lightweight! Magazine-Fed! Gas-Operated! Air-Cooled, capable of firing three-round bursts, SIR!”
Unable to relive my experience with you, I figured the least I could do is share some pics from my old Jarhead days. I added a new page to the website today. Check it out here.