When my time comes to take my post guarding the streets of Heaven, I hope one of the first things I get to do is go on a moto run with Chesty.
My wife is an artist, as some of you know, although she doesn’t really jump into the Artist category with both feet. She’ll demur and pretend her gift isn’t art, but we all know better.
Just last week she was moved to create something (not at all an artistic impulse!;-)) and this amidst a pretty big workload for both home and various artistic endeavors.
She made a rendering of the classic photograph of LtGen Lewis B Puller sr, known to us Marines as Chesty. The picture will take you to it.
Today is Chesty’s birthday, and a nice day to reflect on just what the man accomplished in his life, and why we Marines seem pathologically devoted to him. I encourage you to read his autobiography and any of the many books that have been written about him or the many operations in which he played a…
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Semper Fi! It will nice to have knees and ankles that work again. I’ll be running with you
Hope you know some good Jody calls!
If we die first, that prick will be hitting on Susie back down on Earth.
It’s okay. I gave Ms. Rottencrotch MCMAP training.