Old Corps Meets New At a Recent Car Show. Toys For Tots Benefit
In Nashville, Tn. Semper Fi. Grit

Sgt Jack W. Brumit. Nam. 69-71

In This Issue:
China... there are many China Marines out there. We just got back from the China Marine Association reunion. Send me your story now. China was a very interesting period for Marines.

We have made many additions to our Marine Parents page, so take a look.

Here it goes...bayonet training accident, OUCH!, more "hands on", change uniforms, Iron Mike, noses to the egg,(you read it right, EGG) Singing cadences, ser# 2000000, and don't use my full name. There are just a few of the interesting tag lines below.

For you daily inner Marine there is the Blog. This past week I have started including some newsletter stories from as far back as 2001, as well as the current news. Take a look.

Far winds and following seas. Sgt Grit

Results: Your favorite Marine!

Who was your favorite Marine? Gen Puller by a landslide, but GySgt Hathcock was gaining ground! See the results

See some of the other favorites... and we agree - How can you pick just one!?!

M-1 to M-14 to M-1
Sgt Grit:
In a recent newsletter, a letter from a member of Platoon 317 (Feb - April 1962 San Diego) inspired me to write this letter. I was a member of Platoon 316 (Feb - April 1962 San Diego of the 316 Series). Our Drill Instructors were SSgt Sharpe, Sgt Smith, Sgt Lyons, and Cpl Norman. SSgt Sharpe and Sgt Smith were with us during all of Boot Camp while Sgt Lyons and Cpl Norman replaced another Drill Instructor part way through training. I am pictured bottom row 3rd from the left.

We were the first platoon to be issued the M-14. I remember that my Dad had an M-1 and he taught me how to break it down. When we were issued the M-14 I was very surprised. The first thing I noticed was the flash suppressor. The first time we stacked arms all the rifles fell to the ground. It seemed that the Drill Instructors were learning on the fly along with the recruits. Of course we did not know it at the time.

The M-14 is a lighter rifle than the M-1. This could have been the reason for an accident during bayonet training. We were learning the basic movements when the recruit next to me got a hands on demonstration from the bayonet instructor. The instructor did a vertical stroke with the rifle and because of the lighter rifle it went too far. He sliced the recruit across the cheek with the bayonet. The instructor nonchalantly said "Go to Sick Bay". The recruit had a 4 inch scar across his cheek. At the rifle range everything went smoothly. All but two members of our platoon qualified. We were an Honor Platoon and Honor Series.

After graduation, we went to Camp Onofre at Camp Pendleton for ITR. We were issued M-1's. I was chosen for the first guard duty. The Corporal of the Guard had us fall in and proceeded with rifle Inspection. The first Marine brought his rifle to port arms and opened the bolt of the M-1 with his right hand. The left hand is utilized with M-1. He was livid and started screaming about what had just occurred. He went to the next Private and the same thing happened. He finally asked what was going on. The Private in front of him informed the Corporal that we had M-14's in Boot Camp. He was never told about the change in rifles. He could not believe that he was sending us out on guard duty with a rifle we had never seen or used.

About 8 or 9 years ago, I was attending an informal gathering of Marines in Santa Cruz, California. I had just met Larry Marquez a new member of our MCL Detachment. As all Marines do when they meet, we traded information about our Marine Corps experience. He told me he had entered Boot Camp in February 1962 and was in Platoon 315. I replied, "That was the last Platoon with the M-1." He said, "How in the ____ do you know that?" I said "I was platoon in 316 and the first one with the M-14." From that moment on we were best buddies. He was a bugler in the Drum and Bugle Corps and also played for Marine Corps Funerals.. As of last year, he is guarding the gates of heaven and playing his bugle for all to hear. Semper Fi.

In conclusion, I have one question. Does anyone know the date and number of the first Platoon at PI that was issued the M-14? Thanks Sgt Grit for the great forum you have provided us. Keep up the good work.

Cpl Jack Dufour 2003491 1962 - 1965

View of the Quonset huts
Just thought I would send you a picture of MCRD in San Diego, Ca when I went to boot camp, Plt 231, Second Battalion. I am sure there are others who may enjoy this picture with the view of the Quonset huts we lived in and scrubbed on a daily basis with buckets of sand. I got out of the Corps in 69, served with the 5th Comm Bn, Vietnam 1965 - 1969 as Sgt Robert D. Gordon (Red Baron). 10/17/10

I realize that today's Corps frowns upon physical contact for recruits from there Drill Instructors but in 1970 to 1971 that was not the case. The reason I can be so sure of that is I was a hat at that time with 3rd Recruit Training Battalion, Gulf Company, M.C.R.D., Parris Island, SC.

If you F _ _ _ _ _ up you paid for that. Never touched them in the face but the solar plexis was far game. Squat thrust was the preferred punishment for the platoon, until they dropped. Also liked the manual of arms with the foot locker. PT until they dropped then do it all over.

Reason for that simple, if you screw up in combat (Viet Nam) you get your brother killed along with yourself. Also had to get the civilian mindset out of them in the beginning. The last 3 weeks very seldom did we ever have to do any of the fore mention things because they took care of their own.

I don't know if it was the best way to do things just carrying on the tradition that was delivered to me by my DI's in San Diego.

From what I can see and hear though the Marines of today are just as tough and determined as we were without all of that treatment.

Dale Wells 2377807
Sgt. RVN 67-69
0353 Ontos

. Sgt Grit,

I've been reading the various and assorted snivels about how people were treated by their Drill Instructors. It is easy to sit back and review a revisionist past without placing the alleged incidents in context.

Understand that Drill Instructors have a job to do: produce the best Marines possible in a short period of time. What you did, while at PI or SD, was to be initiated into the strongest, proudest, most caring and supportive family/fraternity in the world. Initiation rights are just that; part of becoming a member and deserve to be accorded respect. They were formed, not as cruelty, but to teach total strangers how to belong. As Initiation Rights, they also deserve to be kept sacred and within the family.

Oh, by the way: those very acts about which you snivel just may have saved your life. You also may have met your Drill Instructors in another Place & Time - like Vietnam where I met some of my former Recruits.

P. Formaz. Gy Sgt of Marines
3rd RTB, Parris Island, SC
Sr & Jr Drill Instructor (NOT DI)

Note: I don't know where you got sniveling out of it. I am proud to have gone through when I did. The Marines I know from that era are proud also.
Sgt Grit

More "Hands-On" below

Military Policemen
Sgt Grit-

MCAS New River Military Policemen who served between 1989 and 1994, many of whom deployed with MWSS-272 in during Desert Shield and Desert Storm.

Mandy S. Winters

Iron Mike
Hey Sgt. Grit I just returned from my Mike Co. Reunion. I wanted to thank you for the items you donated for our Reunion.

A great time was had by All. Our Members are getting older average age is hitting around mid to high 60. Our Guest speaker was "Iron Mike" Mervosh, Sgt Major USMC (Ret). If you have heard of him you know that he is a three War Veteran, [ WWII, Korea, Vietnam} Now in his eighties, he was at one time The Most Senior Enlisted Man, of all the Services. When he retired in 1977.

The 4 pics I've enclosed are from the Reunion, The School of Infantry Camp Pendleton, #205 is the instructors, getting ready to show us the New weapons of the USMC. #227 is inside Bolton Hall, Named After Gib Bolton, who was a member of Mike Co. in 1966, when he had to call in a Fire Mission of VT. On his own Position, on Hill 25. Every Marine who goes through The School at Camp Pendleton, Knows Gunner Gib Bolton. It was a great honor to Know Gunner Bolton, and to meet Iron Mike.

Cpl Tom Loyd 68-69 Vietnam

Khe Sanh 1968
I was glad to see the response to letter about how DI's treated some recruits. I was not saying it never happened it just did not happen in our platoon. My time in the Corps is something that I will never forget. Wanted to included some photos taken at Khe Sanh, Viet Nam. There is a Khe Sanh Veterans Reunion in Rochester Mn nest July.

View all Pictures: Outside HQ, Build a place to live., Khe Sanh Roads during rainy season, Shower and Rest room..

Haunting Memories
Yo Sgt Grit,
I graduated from MCRD SD in March of 1962...Platoon 306. I observed and have wondered (to this day) about 2 individuals that I crossed paths with. My service number is 1989822 and in my platoon, there was a M. T. Resh. His service number was ONE digit away from mine....can't recall whether he was one above or one below mine ..what are the odds on that?

Also, one day while in line to get a uniform issue, I observed a "poor recruit" marching with a GOLD bucket. Somehow, I learned that his service number was 2000000... I wonder if #2000000 got harassed much in boot camp?? # 2000000 who are you? Where are you?

One of my haunting memories from boot camp... to preface the story, one must remember that all Marines wear their covers when outside and remove their covers when indoors... I used to tuck the bill of my utility cover into my belt in the small of my back... I did it so often, that I did not have to think about doing it... it was just a reflex action.

One day, our platoon was out "policing" the area around our Quonset huts and nature called. I looked around and decided I could sneak in to a head nearby without getting "caught"... I ran in and went into the first stall I could find... without getting into too much detail, I finished, got up, and guess what I found in my cover in the toilet??? Nuff said!...

I am still looking for anyone that has the RECORD called, The Making of a Marine... I would love to have a CD or even a tape of that...

Please contact me.

Howard M. Hada

Short Rounds
Sgt. Grit, I voted, but forgot, "Good night Chesty Puller, wherever you are", he await for all Marines to report for duty.
Semper Fi!

Does anyone remember the Goebels beer ration that you could purchase while in Korea ? I believe it had a 3.2 alcohol rating and you could purchase a case once a month. You had a choice either the beer or a case of coke all for a buck.

Jack Nolan 1131869 S/'Sgt / Korea E-2-5 1953-1954.

I saw the comment about bend and thrust forever. Does anyone else remember bend and thrust until you change the rotation of the earth! That was used by me Senior D.I in 1970 at MCRD San Diego and I then used it when I was on the field from 75 to 76.

Joseph E. Whimple
S/Sgt U.S.M.C. 2-1970 to 12-1976

Just read this issue and found an interesting article posted by Fred Warner. He mentioned SSGT Guy "Shaky" DeWolf. He was also my SDI in Feb. 1959 PLT 111. I remember at one point we had 5 DI's with us because another series had just graduated boot and there was no place to put them until another series was formed. I guess SSGT DeWolf got up on the wrong side of the bed that morning because when we hit the big grinder, we went to double time. Between the 5 DI's taking turns, they run the whole platoon into the ground.

Mitch Young
1637142 USMCR

RD Behr in current newsletter wrote about Tony Curtis and a movie where he portrayed Ira Hayes.
He said it was the Unforgiven. Actually the movie was The Outsider released in 1961!
Semper Fi
Choo Choo

Tom, I use to fish off the pier at the Weapons Station when I worked at the City of Williamsburg Fire Station # 2. I still have a picture of a ship off loading while I was near Jamestown with my camera. The Weapons Station Fire Chief use to invite many of us down to jaw jack and tell lies to each other over coffee.

LtCol Lawson E. Martin (Ret) (aka LEM Martin) passed away Sept 1, 2010. He retired in 1969 after 24 years in the USMC. His love for the Marine Corps was only second to his love of family. He will be sorely missed.

His daughter (a Marine sandwich -- daughter of a Marine, mother of a Marine), April Martin Sayers

Just a word from a old one. Now 73 and it was as a breath from Heaven as a jarhead stepped up to help with this year's parade. Him and his wife don't seem to me to be dry behind the ears. He was in Bagdhad in a hot spot for some time. Not much to say. When it comes to helping with the parade. All he has to say is we can handle that. Sure is great to have been a part of the same grit he comes from.

Curtiss A. Greer
In God We Trust

Sgt. Grit, just finished a gift book titled "Matterhorn", author: Karl Marlantes, decorated Marine from Vietnam era. A tremendous book on a young Marine Lieutenant in the area south of the DMZ and west of Laos. An excellent read for those that enjoy good fiction based on facts experienced by the author.

Dwaine Goodwin
Cpl 1960-1964, 1955382

While on Recruiting Duty in San Antonio, Tx in Dec.1978 - June 1986, my CO earned the Navy Cross @ Con Thien in 1966 or 1967 he was one of the Company Co's of the living dead. Maybe he will remember me. Wish I still had contact with him.

Semper Fi

Introducing SSgt Tanksley
1 October 2010

The Sgt Grit staff had the pleasure of hosting the promotion ceremony of SSgt Codi Tanksley. He is with the Officer Selection team out of Norman Oklahoma. His special guests included GySgt Raul Vasquez, who was his recruiter, and his grandmother Barbara Lopez.

He is a long time, faithful customer of Sgt Grit and we were certainly honored when he asked if he could have his pinning on of SSgt here for our entire company to witness. Most of our staff have little or no experience with Marine Corps tradition first hand so this was a really big event for our team. Anytime we get the chance to expose the staff to Corps ceremony and tradition, we stand tall and accept proudly.

There were a couple of memorable events that happened during the ceremony. Of course there was the actual pinning on and GySgt Vasquez slammed the chevron in good. Nothing better than a little bloodshed at a pinning ceremony!

The cake was late getting here and Major Chronister chimed in with "I never had a cake at my promotion ceremonies." He is right, I may have gone a little overboard. In all seriousness, I would have a cake for any of these guys any day just for walking in the door. We salute them!

Introduced To The Grinder
Upon arriving MCRD, San Diego, September 59' and assigned to Platoon 168 our SDI (P. T. Essex) as we were just being introduced to the "grinder" requested all recruits (maggots) with any college time to step forward and identify ourselves in as loud a voice as we could muster.

Upon doing so the next command was an "about face" and come to "parade rest". As we were awaiting the next command our SDI produced 4 eggs from somewhere within his perfectly tailored and starched utilities. He then proceeded to put one egg in front of each of us and barked "all noses to the egg".

We were then requested to push with our noses the individual egg assigned to us across the grinder in no short order while the rest of our Platoon watched. Our SDI then informed our Platoon to watch carefully and learn something from us "college types" as we were a whole lot smarter than the rest? Just one of many great stories from our "boot days". Wouldn't trade it for the world. Proud to have served with the best.
Semper Fi, Cpl. W. Houston 59'- 65'

German Cadence
I was pleased to see the commentary from John Dugan (14 October) regarding then Captain Hiram V. Walker. If memory serves, back in 1958 and 1959 I was a young Corporal (E-3) at Quantico, newly re-enlisted and working at Base Electronics.

Living in H Barracks (now a building number) I was not very far from B Barracks which housed Company B, Schools Demonstration Troops (SDT). One of the platoon leaders was a 2nd Lieutenant named Hiram (Hockiday) Walker. He used to run his platoon on morning jaunts calling cadence in German. In fact, maybe the whole platoon chanted in German. It really annoyed almost everyone else, which may well have been the purpose of it at Oh- Dark-Thirty.

The word was that he had been educated in a German military school and had dueled with swords earning him a saber slice on the cheek. This lieutenant was reputed to be an heir of the Hiram Walker whiskeys family and incredibly wealthy. He was known as someone who would pay for his troops liberty forays ashore if they did so in Dress Blues.

The story was that he had multiple issues of every uniform and pieces of equipment and would change uniforms several times a day to be absolutely fresh and squared away. I know of one story where he led an infantry charge against a Basic School company in the attack with a drawn sword screaming like a madman which frightened the heck out of the students.

I may be wrong, but I believe I learned he was KIA in Vietnam. I'd certainly like to think that he's still out there somewhere consorting with another Marine officer legend, Captain Holmes of the Sixths Marines who was also somewhat eccentric but unforgettable!

Joe Featherston
1647380 & 093611

Doggie Calls?
Dear Grit,

I often wonder if any of our "Ol' Corps" from the 40's and 50's have any comments on the "new" chants so popular today in the Corps.

I remember, as a rifle coach, as we were "pickin' up the brass" at the end of a day of firing, a platoon of guys were coming up from the butts. A boot was "in charge" and he and they were exchanging chant a "doggie" rhyme. Our range officer, a CWO Carpenter, got quite upset with this "boot" marching the platoon with a cadence call rhyme that (at that time) was only an army drill; Marines only did the personalized cadence of your drill instructor. I know mine well.

Marines singing...??? a cadence... something that was a vulgar sounding resonance that only you understood... from Sgt. Brown or PFC. Marovitch, no matter where you were, even from a whisper... on the drill field, when many others were calling there cadence.

Now we have evolved into the "doggie calls" that so upset those ol' Corps guys.

Clint Johnson
Ol' Sgt. 1157807

Sounds Of PI
On your website, a Marine was asking where he can get: the sounds of boot camp" I have found this on your site maybe this will help him in his Quest.

This is a rare Parris Island Boot Camp video on DVD from the late 1960's. "This is Parris Island" covers every aspect of Marine Basic Training at Parris Island in the early 60s. From arriving by bus, to the tough training, to the final graduation day!


Note: I do not believe it is the recording from the old LP. But it is as close to it as is on the market.
Sgt Grit

Pickel Meadows
Pickel Meadows and 29 Palms seemed to be every other year while I was attached to a Grunt Reserve Battalion. Somebody somewhere must have know where the next war would be. Besides normal PFT, Several of us would run the stadium steps with a full Alice.

Being an old head with rockers, I would generally end up dropped in by a Bird at some compass point on a mountain ledge watching and waiting for squads as they traversed the country side from point to point. My constant companion during thirty years was my Silva Brand Boy Scout compass. In 1990 they had a war and they wouldn't let me go. Three requests to the Commandant came back as not only NO, BUT H&LL NO - No one was extended past thirty years.

One story about Pickel Meadows. The older heads decided one year that we had enough of Reno, gambling, etc. so we went camping. Normally we worked out during the week rock climbing and rappelling at around 8-10 thousand feet, but we hiked on up another few miles and camped by a beautiful clear blue lake. The water was extremely clear and the trout were probably repulsed by the Marines staring down at them. With no fish caught, we turned to other ways for grub. The area had several crawdad holes. Soon we were catching them and being little cannibals that they are, we would put out the scraps and draw in some more. A real delight for us Southern boys.

Robert Lowe Sgt Major Retired USMCR

Scope Mounting
A comment on the letter from Mr. Dickerson, My Dad served in Korea as a machine gun section leader and has a photo showing a scoped .50.

Dad says he got a Chinese soldier in the azs at 2000 yards with it.

After serving in the Marines myself I joined the National Guard as a Unit Armorer, at that time my arms room contained 2 M-2's, both of which had 1 - 11/2 inch square dove tailed blocks riveted to the Right hand receiver side plate for scope mounting, we did not however have the scopes or mounts.
Tom Bogan MTM Co. 2nd Maint Bn 77-80

"Hands-On" continued
Was up at 4:00A.M. today. No reason just can't sleep once again. It happens.

So made coffee and breakfast and like Thomas Edison sat here in the dark reading and writing by the glow of the computer screen. Well, I'm reading this week's Newsletter and see William Whitley's letter and how the Drill Instructors were forgiven long ago.

I have never had a reason to forgive my Drill Instructors (GySgt. R.J. Medeirous, SSgt. B.L. Nious, Cpl. H. E. Heater 1st battalion Co. B Honor platoon 1065 MCRDSD1968).

I took a few lumps during hands on training, and some extra physical exercise of pushups and squat thrusts. They were doing their job in my opinion, of creating the best Marines they were capable of.

The occasional "slap" to back of head to wake up and pay attention worked just fine. And I notice that even today, the principles learned back then are still with me.

No matter where I go I "scan" the area for "danger". I scan my walking path for obstacles both seen and unseen (booby traps), cars ready to pull into my path on motorcycle, exits in buildings, number of people in a restaurant, where they are sitting, best place for me to sit, in event of a common now a days drive by, or an attempted robbery we hear so much about.

Upon entering a strange place, "read" the room, etc. To always be alert, awake, aware of my surroundings. Urban warfare and jungle are pretty much alike considering how different they are.

But No, My drill instructors do not need forgiveness from me. A big thank you for helping teach me to stay alive in different situations all these years, YES!

By the way if they are reading this, Contact Sgt Grit for my Email address and contact me!

Semper Fi!
Choo Choo
Sgt. of Marines (nla)
1968- 1974
Rvn 70-71

Hey Sarge,
When I went thru PI in 1968 I was a "think I was a tough guy from North Philadelphia. I was young and undisciplined. There were quite a few guys like me.

When we pulled up to the gate, the sentry shook his head as we passed thru. It was about 1245. The first Drill Instructor we encountered was about 5'6 or 5'7. He was wide but it was all muscle. He had more "fruit salad" on his neatly pressed, highly creased shirt.

He stepped on the bus and instructed us that upon exiting the bus, we were to find a set of yellow footprints, set our feet upon them by height, short to tall and to do it with in 2 minutes. He then said the last MotherF&*er off his bus belonged to him!

Exit was swift, clumsy but proficient. Thus began my 12 week stay at PI, Plt.3008. Over the course of those 12 weeks. One of my Drill Instructors (I won't snitch on him to this day! LOL) punched me in the solar plexis every morning. He was boocoo dinky dau but because of his and our 3 other Drill Instructors toughness, we became Marines.

Some of us who could easily have been picked to not hack it, yours truly included, did. My bunky, PFC Bruce W. Carter, Hotel 2/3 was awarded the MOH posthumously. Another, L/Cpl Leonel Silviera was awarded the Navy Commendation Medal. Most of us were grunts. If memory serves me, we had 30 guys who were assigned to arty, comm, with only about 5 who were assigned to non action mos. We had guys who served in recon, line companies, etc. Only 2 guys were set back.

Hands on training was a regular part of boot camp and a necessary tool. As Col. James Lowe said, "We are not a social club or fraternal organization and we don't claim to be! We're a Brotherhood of Warriors. Nothing more, nothing less; plain and simple. We are in the azz kicking business and unfortunately, business is good."

If being a Marine was easy, we would not have had an army, navy or air force. There would not have been a need! Our training was hard and thorough. It was supposed to be. Sgt. Dewitt, you're still here. I'll bet the house, the barn and dog, it was because of your training. OooRah!

L/cpl R.Y.Booker,
USMC 1968 - 1974

Sgt Grit, just been reading about hitting, punching etc. while in Boot Camp. Allow one of the Old breed a few words. I went through Boot at MCRDSD in Jan. 1942. From what I can gather, the two Camps were as different as the DI's, as the platoons and rules of the system. The worst I saw was when a DI, marching with the Boots, would continually whip the thigh of an out of step Boot with his Swagger Stick He got in step very quick.

All our DI's I must say, were very fair, in that if you had any gripe or thought you might like to punch out one of them out, you were given the chance to put on the gloves, behind the Barracks at sundown. As I remember a few Boots thought it a good idea, WRONG. Some learn the hard way.

I have met a few just graduated Marines and always my advice to them is remember everything your DI taught you, and you will have a better chance than the Marines that don't.

Cpl Frank Panetta
G/Hdqrts 2Batt. 7th Marines
1ST Marine Div.

Hey, Sgt. Grit,

I went through Parris Island in 1991. We were hit a few times. I remember the Senior DI punching me in the stomach one time - not really hard, but I wasn't ready for it, and you know how that can be. One guy got choked because he'd laughed slightly when the newbie DI called "Column Left" or "Column Right" on the wrong foot and threw the whole platoon off (the DI waited until we were back in the squad bay to go after him).

Anyway, it wasn't a bit deal, and I think we all survived. Yes - we were also PTed forever quite often. A few quick punches and the one choking was all I ever saw as far as hands-on abuse goes. Naturally, when the Series Commander asked us towards the end of boot camp if any of our Drill Instructors had ever laid a hand on us, we were shocked by the very thought that such a thing could happen.

My dad went through in 1951. He never talked about P.I. very much, but he did mention that they had regular beatings back then. He was an excellent athlete and much younger than I was when he went through, so I suspect he didn't have too many problems - high shooter in his company, also.

Don't use my full name if you were to print this - don't want to take any chance of getting some great DIs whom I hated with a blind rage in trouble!


PI or San Diego
In good natured reply regarding the colored photo from San Diego and the B&W photo from P.I. : Maybe color technology hadn't reached P.I. back then! Oohrah!

SSgt Julian Etheridge
0331/7051/8411, 1974-1985

Sgt. Grit,

You'll notice who is the most squared away.
MCRD P.I. Platoon 243 - Garrison covers, no ties and if you look closely, their interval is poor.
MCRD S.D. Platoon 145 - Barracks covers with brims polished to a mirror finish, ties all neatly tied with tie bars polished to a high gloss, standing tall, looking like a Marine should, well trained and already a credit to the Corps.
Forged on the anvil of discipline.

The Few. The Proud.
Jerry D.

Hey Jarheads! I was living in Springfield, Ohio when I joined the best military unit in the world. For whatever reason, my recruiter gave me a choice of South Carolina or California. For all you guys that went to P.I., what is a sand flea? LOL Glad I never met one. Whatttya think Hollywood Marines? Just thought I'd stir the kettle a little. We're all Marines no matter where we did the boot training, but I still love to hear and participate in the banter and Marines get together...SEMPER FI!

Ron Roth

Sgt Grit Truly enjoy reading your e-mail each week. Cpl Ernie Garcia had written reference boot camp 1952-1956 and how tough it was. I agree we were known as Hollywood Marines but the training and discipline we went thru was very tough. My boot camp at San Diego was Feb 1953 to 1956. Ser# 136-3023 and after boot camp I retired with 34yrs in Law Enforcement retiring as Chief of Police.
Semper Fi to all Marines
Gene Ray

D*mned Heavy
Well, Sgt. Grit (Chuck), if some of the s*** didn't bring a tear to your eye, you would probably not be doing this, as you wouldn't care! I applaud you, I THANK YOU, sir, for your service to America, but there are too many accolades for you and yours to go on.

I'm a Viet vet (very safe during the war, thank you; Glen calls me (indirectly) REMF) ! True statement, but that M-16 and accs. were d*mned heavy (for a smoker, anyway). It seems that when I view your stuff, & that of others, and general YouTube fare from the Sandbox from our Warriors such as yourself, I cannot help but tear-up. I admire, love and appreciate each and every one of you !

God Bless! In God We Trust!

Back In "The Day"
The recent post regarding General Puller and Marine Barracks Yorktown Va brought back many memories of my time there between 1958 and 1960. My orders read Marine Barracks Naval Mine Depot Yorktown Va, shortly thereafter, the base was renamed Naval Weapons Station Yorktown Va. I was assigned to the Skiffs Creek Annex part of the base about five or six miles { and a whole world apart } from the Marine Barracks on the main side of the base. It was an extremely high security area and to pull duty there one had to have a Top Secret Security clearance.

We were quartered in a large three decked concrete barracks with an open squad bay housing about sixty to seventy Marines. Offices, mail room and rec area on the first deck and the two Security guard platoons on the other decks. Duty consisted of motor patrols, manning various gates, motor and ship convoy escort to areas in and around the 5th Naval District. Back in "the day" once assigned to this type of duty you had very little opportunity to go elsewhere due to the time and expense of obtaining a Top Secret clearance except if you shipped over or extended your enlistment.

General Puller came to main side from time to time to visit the dentist and when he was on station we even knew about it in our remote and secure area of the base.

Bob Lake LCpl

Welcome Home Marine, Job Well Done!
Semper Fi
Sgt Grit