SPMAGTF-CR-AF 19.2 EXECUTES FULL MISSION PROFILE REHEARSALS FROM SENEGAL CSL

Special Purpose Marine Air-Ground Task Force-Crisis Response-Africa 19.2, Marine Forces Europe and Africa, rehearsed operations to establish and operate from a cooperative security location in Dakar, Senegal, July 28- Aug. 10, 2019.

Once the CSL was established by the forward logistics element, the air, ground, logistics, and command elements arrived in Dakar and began mission-planning within a complex scenario. The scenario required the U.S. Marines, Sailors, and Airman to exercise quick reaction force and U.S. embassy reinforcement procedures. In addition, the ground combat element participated in bilateral training with the Senegalese Armed Forces to increase proficiency and interoperability while the logistics combat element established a Forward Resuscitative Surgical System within the CSL.

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You might be a jarhead if…

You might be a jarhead
if…

You’ve ever used the term “Oohrah” in any
context other than sarcasm.
Your dream home is base housing.
You’ve ever rolled pennies to buy beer on a week night.
You’ve ever sold blood to buy beer.
You’ve ever financed a tattoo.
You met your wife at a strip joint.
You and your roommate share the same woman.
Your kid has a high & tight.
You still have your full basic issue.
Your boot polish doesn’t come out of a
bottle.
Your cammies have more starch than your
potatoes.
You refer to McDonald’s food as “chow.”
You’ve ever bought your girlfriend a “bag
nasty.”
You’ve ever read your ‘Battle Skills’ book
for fun.
You still know all your General Orders.
You refer to E-2s as “My PFC,” or “Young
Devil Dog.”
You call your friends “Devil Dog.”
Your #1 credit reference is DPP.
You think your military training is
seriously worth college credit.
Your picture is outside the Career Planner’s office.
You have whitewalls on your head, but not
your car.
You don’t drink on duty section.
You have a star on your good cookie.(OR EVEN
HAVE A GOOD COOKIE!)
You consider going to the Roadhouse a night
on the town.
You think that officers fly planes because
they are too stupid to work on them.
You still know the words to the “Marine’s
Hymn.”
You say things are ‘good to go,’ or
‘outstanding.’
You haven’t been laid in over a year.
Your favorite game is Spades.
You think stuff like this should be done on
your own time.
You still imitate your drill instructors.
You do MCIs to better yourself.
You call cadence to yourself.
You get your haircut at the 7-Day Store.
You’ve ever given a period of instruction.
You’ve ever locked anybody on.
You use CLP as cologne.
You use Aqua Velva aftershave.
You iron your coveralls.
You have a dog named “Chesty.”
You have a blues cover in the back window of
your car.
You’ve ever done anything for love of Corps.
You display your rank on the windshield of
your car.
You press your cammies an hour after you get
them from the cleaners.
You think the Air Force is nasty.
You have a subscription to ‘Leatherneck
Magazine.’
You use the term “hard charger” on a subject
other than batteries.
You think your unit doesn’t PT enough.
You think Motrin cures things.
You wear your dogtags to the beach.
You’ve ever worked on a Harrier and truly
wanted to fix it.
You still use any drill instructor cliches.
You’ve ever been on a 3-day work detail
picking up dead fish by hand out of
a rancid lake under the hot August sun in
Iwakuni.
(You know who you are, stay strong my brothers.)
All your underwear still has your laundry
number on it.
You stencil your name on your jeans.
You refer to regular clothes as ‘civvies.’
You’ve ever ironed your sheets for field
day.
You practice rifle manual with a swab.
You get your hair cut once a week.
You’ve been to Whisper Alley.
You’ve ever worn out an ironing board.
You hang your dirty laundry from the foot of
your bed.
More than half of your wardrobe was
purchased at the PX.
You “quarter-deck” your kids.
You practice line training on your wife.
You argue with people about whether Paris
Island or San Diego was better.
You refer to your SNCOIC as ‘Daddy.’
You’ve ever called someone off leave for an
up gripe.
You use your seabag as luggage when you go
on leave.
You have a picture of the Commandant in your
room.
You wear your wooly pully with Levis.
You wear your all weather coat with regular clothes (or civvies).
The horn on your car plays the ‘Marine
Hymn.’
Your picture is outside the PX.
You’ve ever starved until dinner because you
woke up too late to go to the chow hall.
You pick up a woman in a bar and she takes
you to base housing.
You stay there. (refer to #76)
You have the misconception that you can kick
someone’s ass because they’re in the Navy.
If you’ve ever suggested that your unit goes
on a hump.
You’ve ever gone to a bar or dance club in
your blues.
You seriously think that your GI Bill will
pay for your college education.
You’ve ever slept with a WM.
You take your 782 gear camping.
You found CPL School motivating.
You can be found in ‘Shaboom’s’ or ‘Texas
Two Step’ every weekend. OR
(WHISKEY RIVER…..)
You like ‘Tun Tavern’ Beer.
You have a camouflage comforter on your bed.
You keep MREs around just in case you get hungry.
You go to the chow hall to meet women.
You think people should be court-martialed
for running into a building to avoid colors.
You’ve ever had razor burn on your head.
You signed the Chesty Puller stamp petition.
You’ve ever used the term ‘very well’ in
normal conversation.

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FIRST FEMALE F-35B PILOT

U.S. Marine Capt. Anneliese Satz left her legacy on the Marine Corps’ F-35B Program when she became the first female Marine to complete the F-35B Basic Course, June 27.

Flying is nothing new to Satz—prior to joining the Marine Corps she earned her commercial pilots license flying a Robinson R44 Helicopter which she attributes to preparing her for a career in military aviation.

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I Wandered Around For A While

BOY! Do these photos bring back MEMORIES!

Too bad the few remaining huts have fallen into such disrepair. I went to the USMC Scout Sniper Association reunion a few years ago in San Diego and we as a group attended a recruit graduation. Things have really changed since I went thru MCRD in ’64. For one thing, on that grad day the recruits did not march in review like we did back then. They were marched out by platoons, lined up in front of the reviewing stand and just stood there while a Colonel gave a congratulation speech. Then they were dismissed and that was it. (R. Lee Ermey showed up and visited with some of the officers and DIs, then left without even a nod to us).

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Camp Wilson, 29 Palms

Sgt. Grit,

Attached is a picture of me and a buddy named Max Lesko outside the old tin and wooden huts at Camp Wilson CAX 29 Palms, California in June 1982 before leaving for a Med Cruise and eventually Beirut. One day just after arriving, but before going on the actual training exercise a few of us decided to hump on over to the base of the mountain range. Needless to say, we never got there. We kept turning around and looking back at Camp Wilson and it kept getting smaller, but the base of the mountain never got closer and we just turned around and headed back. That Monday we were trucked out to the area where the live-fire operations were taking place, but I never did pay attention to how far the base of the mountain range was from the camp. Can any Jarhead or Doc who was ever at Camp Wilson tell me how far it actually is from Camp Wilson to the base of the mountain in the photo?

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WELCOME TO PENDLETON: MCB CAMP PENDLETON FIRE DEPARTMENT

With approximately 70,000 Marines and families living on the installation, Camp Pendleton is a self-sufficient small community in the middle of San Diego county. The community takes pride in having some of the best services and organizations know in the Department of Defense. One of these organizations is the MCB Camp Pendleton Fire Department.

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Son of retired USMC MSgt

I am the adopted 77 yr. old son of a 92 year old retired U S Marine Corps DI still giving orders. Although I never served, I feel as though I have been instructed by one of the best and have in some small part earned some Corps values that have served me through life. Thanks “Dutch”
Dad’s handle given to him while in training at P.I.
After end of WW II Dutch was a Drill Instructor at Paris Island, SC
I grew up as a Marine’s son, learning to shoot pistols, rifles, shotguns at age 7 and was very proficient at it. He would arrange matches with me against some of the recruits that he wanted to, I guess encourage, and I would win. All the D.I.’s would have a good laugh. This was at Paris Island 1946-47 My favorite time was spent in the armory with Dutch checking out all the weapons and listening to all the sea stories told by the drill instructors. I guess rules were a little more relaxed back then, compared to now days.
One of the more amusing stories I remember hearing was when Dutch was a recruit in training at P.I. year 1939-40, one of the recruits left his foot locker out to far and the D.I. tripped over it during lights out night count. I guess all hell broke out with some choice verbiage in the ear of the offender. Dutch and some of his buddies thinking this was humorous, after lights out a few days later pulled the same fella’s foot locker out. During night count the D.I. sees the foot locker out and lites into recruit with **#!*!!##* language stating if left out again the foot locker would be tossed off the balcony or out the window. Well guess you know what happens next! Except, they switched the recruits foot locker with the gunny’s foot locker and left the gunny’s locker in the isle. True to his word off the balcony went the foot locker. I think there was some company punishment involved when the gunny discovered the next morning it was his locker he had thrown off the balcony! I hope this was a true story and not something made up, I just remember hearing them tell it, either way it is a good story. I think they may have used it in a movie, not sure.
Dutch was a 19 year old squad leader then platoon Sgt. on Saipan and Okinawa. This short story takes place on one of these island that was nothing but a muddy bog during rainy season. Dutch said their boots would be so coated and weighed down with mud that it was almost impossible to move. He said one night on patrol struggling up a muddy hill they heard the Marine on point slip and fall backward knocking everyone down like dominos but no one going anywhere because there boots were so stuck in the mud they all just wound up on their can’s . Really funny to a young kid, probably not so funny to those involved.
Thanks for the memories Dutch and God bless all those who have and are protecting our freedom.
Frank Hundshamer for
Irwin W Hundshamer “Dutch”
USMC MSgt. retired

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