Happy Birthday Marine....
Today is the 233rd birthday of the United States Marine Corps.
I slipped on one of my many USMC t-shirts and headed out to shake the hand of a Marine.
I wanted to wish him - or her - a Happy Birthday and say thanks..
Hunkered down in the middle of the Aviation Avenue/Remount Road interchange construction, there is a small facility with the familiar scarlet and gold signage: Marine Corps Reserve.
I shook a young man's hand and asked about the Birthday Ball this evening. "Sir," he replied, "we had the ball last Friday." I looked quizzical and he continued "we had to, sir, it was a reserve training weekend."
The tradition at the Ball is to serve the first slice of cake to the oldest Marine present. I asked who ate cake first..when did he join up?
"Sir, the oldest Marine there joined in 1967."
I have a good chance for first slice next year, at the 234th celebration.
I joined the Marines on June 17, 1957.
(The picture above shows me on field maneuvers in Vieques, off Puerto Rico, in 1959)