Happy 241st Birthday Marines!
Now I need the oldest and youngest Marine for a blood sacri… Wait…
Well if it wasn’t obvious by the title, today the Marine Corps is 241 years old, which is almost as old as my balls look. November 10th marks the day every year that Marines across the globe drink, eat overpriced banquet dinners and figure out if they need to take their dress blues to the tailor at the last minute because they forgot it still had PFC chevrons on it.
It’s also a time when you find out that you and every Marine in your platoon really don’t know all of the words to the Marine’s Hymn…
For all of the insanity in the US and the world at the moment, it feels good to talk about something that has been around as long as 241 years. The nation may go through turbulence, but the Corps has been here for 241 years and it doesn’t appear to be going anywhere any time soon.
So drink up Marines, and Happy Birthday!
On a side note, I will be spending my Veterans Day on Camp Pendleton! Come say hi at the Oceanside PX from 1100-1300, I’ve got free posters and I’ll sign anything you put in front of me.
I’ve been traveling a lot lately, and it can be stressful. Over the last 2 weeks I’ve been in Los Angeles, London, Portland, and Austin. For all of the frustration and annoyance of flying to and fro, my absolute favorite thing is getting to meet the people–the Marines–that have supported Terminal Lance over the last 6 years. In Austin we had a huge turnout, it was phenomenal and meant the world to me. As I’ve often said, Marines are and always will be my favorite people on the planet.
With that said, I look forward to seeing you guys at Camp Pendleton tomorrow, and happy birthday!