We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he today who sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.

I really look forward to November 10th. For that day and the next day, I am contacted by brothers whom I haven't seen or heard from in weeks, months, and years. It is our day, and our legacy. We are 229 years old. We few, we happy few. I personally don't think I look older than 26, and have been told this by a little chicken who caught me clean shaven for a special occasion, but that's another issue all together. We are Marines. We are America. We are the last core group of Americans in this morally split, media jaded, and partisan society who say, "Right or wrong, I stand by My Duty, My Honor, and above all, My Country." We were built on tradition, and values of Honor, Courage, and Commitment, that haven't changed in almost three centuries, while our world has. This is the sole reason why no matter the circumstances, the theater of combat, the political influences, and the social makeup of the actors who once stood in a MEPS and raised their right hand to come to be in the fight they are in, we win our battles.

In the words of Chief Warrant Officer Garland E. Fuller, USMC:

"Keep yer dick hard, yer powder dry, and the world WILL turn."

Semper Fi.