My Aunt the Marine
This isn't exactly what I was going to write about today. As is the case with many Americans, I have some veterans in the family - my uncle John was in the Army, and my nephew Brandon is planning to be a veteran at some point (I know, he just started his training - it will be a while yet). And I was going to write a little bit about that, but I was looking for some other pictures and found this one, taken I'm assuming at my aunt Marilyn's graduation (or whatever you call it) at Quantico. Look at the pride on my grandparents' faces! (And look at Mamaw's handbag - I have lust in my heart for that bag).
|This was stamped on the back - I think that the picture was from 1961.|
I always thought it was just about the coolest thing that I had an aunt in the Marines. I mean, she had been in Japan - ooohhh... And yet she always seemed like a normal person to me.
Normal people, signing up to do extraordinary things. I'm not sure we can ever thank them enough!