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Happy 232nd Birthday Marines
2007-11-10
Semper Fidelis

Video message from the Commandant.
Posted by:GolfBravoUSMC

#15  Yet another ever so profound and touching post run afoul of Fred's bad word filter, darn it! To summarize: thanks for that, Sherry, and my gratitude to our Marines!
Posted by: trailing wife   2007-11-10 21:05  

#14  Sherry, that's a classic!

Happy Birthday, Marines, and may there be many more.
Posted by: Mike   2007-11-10 17:10  

#13  Happy birthday to all Marines and mine that guards the corner in Heaven closest to where the best steaks and bourbon are served.

I found this at Blackfive -- had never read it myself, tho most of you probably have, but I'm in a sharing mood today.

THE Marine Corps Version of Genesis

In the beginning was the word, and the word was God.

In the beginning was God, and all else was darkness and void, and without form. So God created the heavens and the Earth. He created the sun, and the moon, and the stars, so that light might pierce the darkness. The Earth, God divided between the land and the sea, and these he filled with many assorted creatures.

And the dark, salty, slimy creatures that inhabited the murky depths of the oceans, God called sailors. And He dressed them accordingly. They had little trousers that looked like bells at the bottom. And their shirts had cute little flaps on them to hide the hickeys on their necks. He also gave them long sideburns and shabby looking beards. God nicknamed them em "squids" and banished them to a lifetime at sea, so that normal folks would not have to
associate with them. To further identify these unloved creatures, He called them "petty" and "commodore" instead of titles worthy of red-blooded men.

And the flaky creatures of the land, God called soldiers. And with a twinkle in His eye, and a sense of humor that only He could have, God made their trousers too short and their covers too large. He also made their pockets oversized, so that they may warm their hands. And to adorn their uniforms, God gave them badges in quantities that only a dime store owner could appreciate. And He gave them emblems and crests... and all sorts of shiny things that glittered...and devices that dangled. (When you are God you tend to get carried away.)

On the 6th day, He thought about creating some air creatures for which he designed a Greyhound bus driver's uniform, especially for Air Force flyboys. But He discarded the idea during the first week, and it was not until years later that some apostles resurrected this theme and established what we now know as the "Wild-Blue-Yonder Wonders."

And on the 7th day, as you know, God rested.

But on the 8th day, at 0730, God looked down upon the earth and was not happy. No, God was not happy! So He thought about His labors, and in His divine wisdom God created a divine creature. And this He called Marine. And
these Marines, who God had created in His own image, were to be of the air, and of the land, and of the sea. And these He gave many wonderful uniforms. Some were green; some were blue with red trim. And in the early days, some were even a beautiful tan. He gave them practical fighting uniforms, so that they could wage war against the forces of Satan and evil. He gave them service uniforms for their daily work and training. And He gave them evening and dress uniforms... sharp and stylish, handsome things... so that they might promenade with their ladies on Saturday night and impress the hell out of everybody! He even gave them swords, so that people who were not impressed could be dealt with accordingly.

And at the end of the 8th day, God looked down upon the earth and saw that it was good. But was God happy? No! God was still not happy! Because in the course of His labors, He had forgotten one thing: He did not have a Marine uniform for himself. He thought about it, and thought about it, and finally God satisfied Himself in knowing that, well... not everybody can be a Marine!

Posted by: winemkr | November 10, 2007 at 09:44 AM
Posted by: Sherry   2007-11-10 16:50  

#12  Thank you for everything, Marines!
Posted by: swksvolFF   2007-11-10 12:40  

#11  My best to all of you. Hooah.
Posted by: Seafarious   2007-11-10 12:17  

#10  Happy birthday, Rick, Bobby, and Uncle Joe.
Posted by: wxjames   2007-11-10 12:02  

#9  ...Happy Other Birthday to my Dad, Sgt Donald N. Kozlowski, USMC, 1953-59.

Mike
Posted by: Mike Kozlowski   2007-11-10 11:33  

#8  Had my 43rd HAWK B-Batt 1st LAAM Bn reunion last month at the privately funded National Museum of the Marine Corps. (Best museum I've been to by a 2X Smithsonian yardstick!) The Tun Tavern replica inside was well attended with Semper Fi's for all. :)
Posted by: Phinater Thraviger   2007-11-10 11:21  

#7  Many happy returns and heartfelt thanks to those who are "first in harm's way".
Posted by: Zenster   2007-11-10 10:57  

#6  Thank God for the United States Marine Corps.
Posted by: Excalibur   2007-11-10 10:35  

#5  And remember the secret meaning of Gung Ho!

Uncle Jim said it was chinee meaning Pray for War
Posted by: Thomas Woof   2007-11-10 08:53  

#4  Yes, for Dad, Uncle Jim, Uncle Charles, Uncle Luther, Steven and Raymond.
Posted by: Thomas Woof   2007-11-10 08:51  

#3  For Dad, Uncle Denton, and John that have gone before; and Tony, Jordan, and Dave now

Semper Fi
Posted by: GORT   2007-11-10 08:48  

#2  Happy Birthday. Many more to come. Semper Fi.
Posted by: Nimble Spemble   2007-11-10 08:40  

#1  happy birthday, Marines!
Posted by: Frank G   2007-11-10 06:14  

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