I was just a kid when I arrived in the middle of the night. After a man I never met before wearing a crisp uniform began yelling at us to get off the bus. I had embarked on a journey that started by stepping into a set of yellow footprints. That journey molded me into the man I am today, but the journey didnt end there. That journey took me from a a crazy, fast paced world of boot camp, to the jungles of Japan, the hills of Korea, the deserts of Saudi Arabia & Kuwait & back again. It was then that I decided to put down my pack, & return to my home town & start a new life in the civilian world. Years later, it was after the towers came down when I heard that familiar call back into a world I had left behind, It was time to turn & pick up that pack I put down ten years earlier. I returned to that world an older & wiser man. A man that felt I needed to serve once again. Once more into the breach dear friends. I then found myself in the deserts of Iraq. Throughout those years I spent wearing a uniform, I met some of the greatest people I could ever meet, experienced things I could not begin to explain to those who had not been there, done that. It was a great ride! As it has been said so many times, It was real, It was fun, but it wasnt always real fun! Today is a very special day for me. 25 years ago today, I earned my title, & became a member of the greatest fraternity one could ever be a member of. 25 years ago today I graduated from bootcamp & earned the title MARINE! A title I will always possess & will forever be proud of! Semper Fi!
Posted on: Sat, 23 Nov 2013 18:29:47 +0000
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