Happy Birthday, My Fellow MarinesSubmitted by MW on Tue, 11/10/2009 - 01:29
Good Morning Marines,
Once again, November 10th is here; another year has passed. I wish it could be a happy anniversary for our great legacy, but the tides have changed.
There comes a time in every Marine’s tour when he approaches that last mile on the field and wonders if he has the endurance to continue on. He’s exhausted after many weeks of constant turmoil and wants to stop and rest, if only for a moment. He asks himself “Why on earth did I ever stand on the yellow footprints?”
Such is the situation with many of our Brothers abroad, and many of us here who have long since hung up our boots. We are faced now with a fight that speaks to our very heritage, and that battle is here at home. It’s an enemy we know all too well; the Nemesis we were bred to fight has hit the beach. Our Lady calls our name one more time, for she is on her death-bed and in dire need.
I write to you this morning to sound the assembly. I know you are tired, and I know many of you dropped your packs a long time ago, but we swore a lifelong Oath to protect her with our dying breath. Now more than ever, we must answer the call. She is counting on us to make it through that last mile, and we MUST NOT FAIL.
Remember, and Honor your Oath. You stood on those yellow prints because you love her. Take our Lady by the hand and let her know that everything will be alright.
Happy Birthday, Brothers. Now get on your feet and follow me.