Colonel Martha Saint, the director of marketing and communications with Marine Corps Recruiting Command, donned her mask and went into the meeting. Upon her arrival, the Marines in the room stood at attention. The other Marines rose to their feet.
A Yuma Arizona barracks room smelled like noodles. Two junior Marines were waiting for their meals to finish cooking in the microwave. Their meals, two bowls of pasta, were bubbling away in ceramic bowls of water when they both decided to speak their minds.
At one hundred eleven, the Marine Corps’ oldest veteran, Bella Gorkin, needed no surprises. What she did like, though, was for Sergeant Ray McHenry and his crew to travel with his Combat Camera crew to capture her historical moment.
Major Donna Coe studied her land navigation routes in an office hastily constructed. Expertly, she planned the routes for her junior Marines to traverse some rough territory in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia. She plotted every point of their journey with the help of satellites.
The football sailed right into the hands of United States Marine Corps First Lieutenant Sherwin Winehouse. He passed it to Captain Abigail Buchanan. The two pilots found a place to PT under the Yuma, Arizona sun that day.
A fly got into the administrative shop in Yuma, Arizons somehow. That wasn’t it; someone let the fly in there.
At a home in Newark, Delaware, a Marine gunnery sergeant desperately searched. He rummaged through a box in the basement. He kept coming up with baseball trophies, baseball cards, and actual baseballs, none of which mattered on this Sunday afternoon.
The desk showed no signs of dust. The masked PFCs and lance corporals had sprayed and polished it to a shine. In the room sat the top generals and colonels in combat positions in the Marine Corps. Lieutenant Colonel Vivian Snell treasured her job leading women into combat. She knew it could be challenging at times, but she was always prepared for the vicious times.
The Marines in Australia came back with tans, fresh accents, lingo, and stories to tell. Twenty-eight-year-old Sergeant Martin Chatham was one of those Devil Dogs. He had a glint in his eye, and a smile as broad as an expansion bridge. He had just arrived back at the Naval Medical Center in San Diego, California to fulfil his role as a liaison helping young Marines transition from the Corps back to the civilian world.
An administrative shop in Yuma, Arizona is clear except for two Marines: Gunny Galina Patrova, and Staff Sergeant Milan Haney. Galina scanned the work on her desk with weary eyes.
“We’re here with the Marine’s top general and Chairwoman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff General Misha Wainwright,” said news anchor Denise Galloway.
“There was this one squadron that was deactivated, and then it saw recommission in just seven years.”