This morning, I woke up and reminded my son that we have to wish Poppa (my father) a happy birthday. “But I thought his birthday was over the summer.” It is. My father has two birthdays.
Today is the 238th birthday of the United States Marine Corps. Every year for 40 years (or at least as long as I can remember), I have told Marines I know and love Happy Birthday on November 10th.
Where I come from, today is a time for celebration and memories. We have dancing and parties. The oldest and youngest Marines have the first pieces of birthday cake. We have traditions we recognize year to year.
The Marine Corps is my extended family. They helped raise me, as much as my direct family. Taught me life and love lessons, as much as any friend. Presented me with challenges and opportunity like no other occupation could.
For all of those things, and more than I can ever share, I say thank you to all Marines far and wide. Thank you for the security you provide me and my family every night. That you have provided for as long as I can remember and will provide long after I am gone. Thank you for the sacrifices you and your families make to provide it.
Happy Birthday Marine Corps. Semper Fidelis.
