dennis2146 Loc: Eastern Idaho

I did not write this but I am sure proud to be part of the long and honored history of the USMC.

Dennis


> > > The Marine Corps is the only branch of the U.S. Armed Forces that
> > recruits people specifically to Fight.
> > >
> > > The Army emphasizes personal development (an Army of One), the Navy
> > promises fun (let the journey begin), the Air Force offers security (its a
> > great way of life).
> > >
> > > Missing from all the advertisements is the hard fact that a soldier's
> > life is to suffer and perhaps to die for his people and take lives at the
> > risk of his/her own.
> > >
> > > Even the thematic music of the services reflects this evasion. The
> > Army's Caisson Song describes a pleasant country outing. Over hill and
> > dale, lacking only a picnic basket. Anchors Aweigh the Navy's celebration
> > of the joys of sailing could have been penned by Jimmy Buffet.
> > >
> > > The Air Force song is a lyric poem of blue skies and engine thrust.
> > > All is joyful, and invigorating, and safe. There are no land mines in
> > the dales nor snipers behind the hills, no submarines or cruise missiles
> > threaten the ocean jaunt, no bandits are lurking in the wild blue yonder.
> > >
> > > The Marines' Hymn, by contrast, is all combat. "We fight our Country's
> > battles", "First to fight for right and freedom", "We have fought in every
> > clime and place where we could take a gun", "In many a strife we have
> > fought for life and never lost our nerve".
> > >
> > > The choice is made clear. You may join the Army to go to adventure
> > training, or join the Navy to go to Bangkok , or join the Air Force to go
> > to computer school. You join the Marine Corps to go to War! But the mere
> > act of signing the enlistment contract confers no status in the Corps.
> > >
> > > The Army recruit is told from his first minute in uniform that "you're
> > in the Army now, soldier". The Navy and Air Force enlistees are sailors or
> > airmen as soon as they get off the bus at the training center.
> > >
> > > The new arrival at Marine Corps boot camp is called a recruit, or worse
> > (a lot worse), but never a MARINE. Not yet, maybe never. He or she must
> > earn the right to claim the title of UNITED STATES MARINE and failure
> > returns you to civilian life without hesitation or ceremony.
> > >
> > > Recruit Platoon 2210 at San Diego , California trained from October
> > through December of 1968. In Viet Nam the Marines were taking two hundred
> > casualties a week and the major rainy season and Operation Meade River had
> > not even begun, yet Drill Instructors had no qualms about winnowing out
> > almost a quarter of their 112 recruits, graduating 81. Note that this was
> > post-enlistment attrition. Every one of those 31 who were dropped had been
> > passed by the recruiters as fit for service.. But they failed the test of
> > Boot Camp! Not necessarily for physical reasons. At least two were
> > outstanding high school athletes for whom the calisthenics and running were
> > child's play. The cause of their failure was not in the biceps nor the
> > legs, but in the spirit. They had lacked the will to endure the mental and
> > emotional strain so they would not be Marines. Heavy commitments and high
> > casualties not withstanding, the Corps reserves the right to pick and
> > choose.
> > >
> > > History classes in boot camp? Stop a soldier on the street and ask him
> > to name a battle of World War One. Pick a sailor at random and ask for a
> > description of the epic fight of the Bon Homme Richard. Ask an airman who
> > Major Thomas McGuire was and what is named after him. I am not carping and
> > there is no sneer in this criticism. All of the services have glorious
> > traditions, but no one teaches the young soldier, sailor or airman what his
> > uniform means and why he should be proud of it.
> > >
> > > But...ask a Marine about World War One and you will hear of the wheat
> > field at Belleau Wood and the courage of the Fourth Marine Brigade
> > comprised of the Fifth and Sixth Marines.. Faced with an enemy of superior
> > numbers entrenched in tangled forest undergrowth the Marines received an
> > order to attack that even the charitable cannot call ill-advised. It was
> > insane. Artillery support was absent and air support hadn't been invented
> > yet. Even so the Brigade charged German machine guns with only bayonets,
> > grenades, and an indomitable fighting spirit. A bandy-legged little barrel
> > of a Gunnery Sergeant, Daniel J.
> > > Daly, rallied his company with a shout, "Come on you sons a bitches, do
> > you want to live forever?" He took out three machine guns himself.
> > >
> > >
> > > French liaison-officers hardened though they were by four years of
> > trench bound slaughter were shocked as the Marines charged across the open
> > wheat field under a blazing sun directly into the teeth of enemy fire.
> > Their action was so anachronistic on the twentieth-century field of battle
> > that they might as well have been swinging cutlasses. But the enemy was
> > only human. The Boche could not stand up to the onslaught.
> > > So the Marines took Belleau Wood . The Germans, those that survived,
> > thereafter referred to the Marines as "Tuefel Hunden" (Devil Dogs) and the
> > French in tribute renamed the woods "Bois de la Brigade de Marine"
> > > (Woods of the Brigade of Marines).
> > >
> > > Every Marine knows this story and dozens more. We are taught them in
> > boot camp as a regular part of the curriculum. Every Marine will always be
> > taught them! You can learn to don a gas mask anytime, even on the plane in
> > route to the war zone, but before you can wear the Eagle, Globe and Anchor
> > and claim the title United States Marine you must first know about the
> > Marines who made that emblem and title meaningful. So long as you can march
> > and shoot and revere the legacy of the Corps you can take your place in
> > line. And that line is as unified in spirit as in purpose.
> > >
> > > A soldier wears branch service insignia on his collar, metal shoulder
> > pins and cloth sleeve patches to identify his unit, and far too many look
> > like they belong in a band.
> > >
> > > Sailors wear a rating badge that identifies what they do for the Navy.
> > > Airmen have all kinds of badges and get medals for finishing schools and
> > showing up for work.
> > >
> > > Marines wear only the Eagle, Globe and Anchor together with personal
> > ribbons and their CHERISHED marksmanship badges. They know why the uniforms
> > are the colors they are and what each color means. There is nothing on a
> > Marine's uniform to indicate what he or she does nor what unit the Marine
> > belongs to. You cannot tell by looking at a Marine whether you are seeing a
> > truck driver, a computer programmer or a machine gunner or a cook or a
> > baker. The Marine is amorphous, even anonymous, by conscious design.
> > >
> > > The Marine is a Marine. Every Marine is a rifleman first and foremost, a
> > Marine first, last and Always! You may serve a four-year enlistment or even
> > a twenty plus year career without seeing action, but if the word is given
> > you'll charge across that Wheatfield! Whether a Marine has been schooled in
> > automated supply or automotive mechanics or aviation electronics or
> > whatever is immaterial. Those things are secondary - the Corps does them
> > because it must. The modern battle requires the technical appliances and
> > since the enemy has them so do we. But no Marine boasts mastery of them.
> > >
> > > Our pride is in our marksmanship, our discipline, and our membership in
> > a fraternity of courage and sacrifice. "For the honor of the fallen, for
> > the glory of the dead", Edgar Guest wrote of Belleau Wood . "The living
> > line of courage kept the faith and moved ahead." They are all gone now,
> > those Marines who made a French farmer's little Wheatfield into one of the
> > most enduring of Marine Corps legends. Many of them did not survive the day
> > and eight long decades have claimed the rest. But their actions are
> > immortal. The Corps remembers them and honors what they did and so they
> > live forever. Dan Daly's shouted challenge takes on its true meaning - if
> > you lie in the trenches you may survive for now, but someday you may die
> > and no one will care. If you charge the guns you may die in the next two
> > minutes, but you will be one of the immortals.
> > >
> > > All Marines die in either the red flash of battle or the white cold of
> > the nursing home. In the vigor of youth or the infirmity of age all will
> > eventually die, but the Marine Corps lives on. Every Marine who ever lived
> > is living still, in the Marines who claim the title today.
> > >
> > > It is that sense of belonging to something that will outlive our own
> > mortality, which gives people a light to live by, and a flame to mark their
> > passing.
> > >
> > >
Semper Fi My Brothers and Sisters

Los-Angeles-Shooter Loc: Los Angeles

What a fabulous essay! God bless the Devil Dogs!

RobertW Loc: Breezy Point, New York

Daniel Daly was my Grandfather's name but it wasn't him there in Belleau
Danny is my Grandson's name, proud Marine and his wife a marine too- two tours each in Afghanistan!!!
That's his watchword---Semper Fi Buddy!!

dennis2146 Loc: Eastern Idaho

Please pass along a heart felt, Thank you for their service and a Semper Fi. I am happy to have a new brother and sister.

Dennis

Accelerator

Well stated. Thanks for the post Dennis. Semper Fi Oh and don't forget old Chesty and the Frozen Chozen

dennis2146 Loc: Eastern Idaho

Never would I forget any of that. Then there is always John Basilone and my (and my twin brother's) boot camp drill instructor, SSgt. J. J. McGinty who was a MOH recipient in Vietnam. I am tear mode whenever I read the citation which earned him the MOH. He recently passed away. He was one fine Marine and I could not be prouder than to have been trained by him and my other drill instructors.

Semper Fi my brother

Dennis

Accelerator

So you went to PI did ya. Well here is that tear in you eye. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtep6DEy2ps

dennis2146 Loc: Eastern Idaho

Yes it was and it worked just fine. Thanks very much. I did not know that existed. I forwarded it on to my brother who may or may not have caught it on UHH.

Thanks again,

Dennis

Accelerator

My Pleasure.

Ka2azman Loc: Tucson, Az

Enjoyed immensely, Semper Fi!

Jigsaw Loc: New Jersey now living in FL

Out Standing .....Semper Fi brother

guts Loc: texas.

Great write up,I was in Viet Nam with Lt.J.J.McGinty,K/3/4 1966 He was 1st Plt. leader I was in 60mm mortars did not know him personally but I'm sure I have seen him around ,I was med evac. May 18th 66,Mustangers made great Marines,Semper Fi to all of my Brothers/Sisters,Perhaps we will meet guarding streets one day. Bill

willstaff Loc: Daytona Beach, Fl

At the time this happened I was Deputy Commander of the First Armor Training Brigade at Ft. Knox, Kentucky. One of our battalions provided Armor (tank) training for the Marine Corps.

We had a group of old Marines come in for a briefing on the new tank which, back then it was still in the experimental phase and was called the XM-1, now the M1A1 Abrams.

These old fellows were all WWII vintage and as I began the briefing I thought I might as well throw in a couple of obligatory Marine jokes. After all as an Army guy it is an obligation to make fun of the other services whenever possible.

With the jokes out of the way I presented the briefing and afterwards held a question and answer session. These guys may have been long in the tooth but they had some really good questions and we had one of the better sessions I’d had from a group in a long time.

After everything was finished we had coffee and some light snacks in the back of the auditorium. I was talking to one of my lieutenants when I spotted one of the old Marines making his way toward us. He had that determined look on his face that told me he had something important to say. As he got to us he said, “Sir, that was a really good briefing and I’m glad our new Marines are getting that type of training on the finest tank in the world but, I need to correct you on one very important aspect of your briefing. You mentioned at one point that we, as exMarines, would appreciate the engagement range and firepower available on the battlefield. Well the firepower, speed, and main gun range is more than impressive but there is no such thing as an exMarine. There are live Marines and dead Marines but certainly no exMarines.” I never forgot that correction. I have made friends with a number of Marines over the years in service and out and you can’t beat the esprit de corps of those fellows. I admit when you talk with them you have to speak very slowly and not use big words because as the old fellow said, they are Marines. If I hadn’t graduated from high school and my parents been married I might have qualified to join the Marines instead of the Army.:lol:

BW326 Loc: Boynton Beach, Florida

This is one of my favorite tributes to the Marine Corps ...

http://www.thewarriorsong.com/hardcorpsvideo.html

dennis2146 Loc: Eastern Idaho

And a hearty Semper Fi right back to you. You don't do any quail hunting in the Tucson area do you. I am always a sucker for a good quail hunt with a fine side by side.

Dennis