To my fellow Marines, happy birthday hard to believe that this day back in 1775 our beloved Corps was born in that small tavern. We started out as the landing party for the navy and soon our enemies found out just how hard core we are. They call us leathernecks, jarhead and my PERSONAL favorite Devil Dog. It has been said “if you can read thank a teacher, if you can read in English thank a MARINE”.
To my brother’s SEMPER FI, DO OR DIE!! OOHRAHH, SGT HEAP OUT!