Red Hill was India Company’s home for several months, from late 1966 into the spring of 1967. Actually, “Red Hill” was the biggest of several hills over which all of our Platoons and our Headquarters and attached units from Battalion …
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Ask a Marine what’s so special about the Marines and the answer would be “Esprit de Corps”, an unhelpful French phrase that means exactly what it looks like – the spirit of the Corps, but what is that spirit, and …
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Thirteen of us who were in the same platoon in boot camp were pulled out after staging battalion and sent to Camp Hansen, Okinawa, as replacements for 3/5. After a week they sent us to Subic Bay to wait for …
The moon gives you light, And the drums give you music, And my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans, My heart gives you love. Author/Walt Whitman
It seems like yesterday, although it’s been 39 years since we served together in a land far away. I can still remember: Being on board ship, stacked like cordwood below deck while a typhoon raged above. As the ship slammed …
So many of the guys have submitted their personal recollections of this gunfight. I have learned a lot. My perspective was limited to only the activities within my sight. There was so much going on. My story reflects only a …
I can’t believe what this reunion did to me. This last weekend I went to my thirtieth high school reunion. I’ve never felt a need to attend reunions of any kind. It’s not like I had to go to this …
Sometimes the world seems so small it scares me. This is one such story. I keep asking myself, what are the odds? It was the Fall of ‘66. September? October? Around there sometime. The whole company was on an operation. …
“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 …
Rod and I worked on the mess decks together. Rotten duty. Horrible hours. Reveille at 0500. Taps whenever. The cooks needed us available at a moment’s notice so they didn’t want us to rack in the troop compartment with our …