November 10th is the birthday of the United States Marine Corps.
As I’ve walked around the blocks in my neighborhood, the houses with proudest flagpoles out front are almost always the homes of Marines. There seems to be something truly special about the USMC culture.
Maybe the best tribute I’ve come across was this comment on a blog (I’ve forgotten which one):
On June 2nd, 2008 at 1:25 am, ChePibe said:
I’ve said it here before, and I’ll say it again:
I’ve never been in the military. The closest I’ve come is working as an intern at a U.S. embassy.
Let me tell you—there is no feeling in the world like walking into a building and knowing it is guarded by the United States Marine Corps. Even if it’s only a handful of them, you can know without a shadow of a doubt that the man down at Post One and his compatriots will fight until his last breath to keep that building and its occupants safe.
It’s one thing knowing you’re in a building with security—it’s another to know you’re in a building guarded by United States Marines.
God bless them all, and all of their loved ones.