marine corps
The Marine Corps - the military arm of the US Navy. A country's fate and freedom lies in the hands of this band of brothers and sisters.
My Private Life
Recalling where we left off with the story, my buddy Little Slim Capone , ( 6'3" and 185 at 16 ) and I were on 89th & Manhattan Place, and wanted to get into something, stir up some shit so to speak. So I went and got my keys to the car my dad ( Moose ) had given me, remember the 1965 Pontiac 2+2 I mentioned in part 1? Well it was mines now, canary yellow with black vinyl interior, dad and I had restored it by this time, it was one of the coolest most recognizable cars in and around my part of Los Angeles.
By Avimael Yahudah 5 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: Merlot on Mars
Night enveloped the Dover Air Force Base in Delaware. A bottle of Merlot sat on the table on the grounds of the Basic Allowance for Housing (BAH) unit. Cookie cutter architecture made each of the houses look the same. Fortunately for Marine Captain Kwame Beeson, and Airman Major Delina Dargis, they sat outside under the stars on the patio of their government issued house.
By Skyler Saunders5 years ago in Serve
The Evidence We Keep
Ken is Puerto Rican and grew up in the Bronx. He dreamed of becoming successful and having a great job in the greatest city in the world, but when he was 14, his parents moved the family to Florida where there would be a “better environment for raising kids.” They said this in Spanish, of course. Ken’s parents did not speak English well.
By Randi Cruz5 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: The Drone Plan
The spinning blades of the drone whirred with intensity. The cerulean brilliance of the morning sky was only enhanced by the presence of some small, pure-whte cumulus clouds. Each of the blades reflected the sunlight as the device raised up from the ground. Anyone looking up at the Yuma Marine Corps Air Base in Arizona couldn’t help but see the drone.
By Skyler Saunders5 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: Perfect for Cleaning
Vinegar and lemon juice both squeezed into the thirty ounce bottle. The one who had ordered both of these liquids together stood with his hands on his hips and legs spread apart. Gloves covered his hands and a smirk curled around his mouth. He paced. Then he stopped.
By Skyler Saunders5 years ago in Serve
I owe my life to Tootsie Rolls
As a little girl, one of my Daddy's pet names for me was Tootsie Roll. He loved Tootsie Rolls and it was always the candy he chose when he had a choice. It was not until many years later that I learned the significance of these little candies to him and his fellow Marines who fought in the Battle of the Chosin Reservoir.
By Kathleen Hoffmann5 years ago in Serve
