In connection with our post below on the birthday of the Marine Corps, reader Mike Crockett writes:
As my wife was getting ready for work this morning I remained behind as an embedded observer in the PJ Corps, just pulling my laptop from the nightstand and not even getting out of bed. I suspect this is not so uncommon.
She and I had discussed at length last night how Jimmy Carter, by his own admission, had abandoned his faith in office. I had pulled up the October archives of Power Line to read quotes from an interview of Carter. It is difficult to express our shame and revulsion over Carter. His relationship with M. Moore makes it worse and calls into question his every action. We wonder if Carter has gone senile lately or was always this bad and we failed to recognize it. So we used Power Line in part to try to dissect something ugly, upsetting, and confusing.
This morning we were talking about our daughter, the United State Marine, as I checked my e-mail and then began to check the blogs. Power Line is always at the top of the list (followed by Michelle Malkin, Hugh Hewitt, then the others including Scrappleface if I really need a laugh).
If I had any doubts about your heads and hearts being in the right place they were erased by the top line for this day: “Honoring the Few.”
Like the mother of the fallen Marine in the linked story, we were shocked when our 17 year old daughter joined the Marine Corps. Our signature was required. Along with the rest of the First Marines she has spent two 7 month tours in the Middle East. Before that she spent a year in the most fruitful field of US democracy: Japan. She lived on the side of Mount Fuji on the training fields of the Samurai. Last month the whole family traveled from our remote town in eastern Kentucky to the coast of California to celebrate her return from the war and her 21st birthday. We stayed at Camp Pendleton.
In the shadow of Mission San Juan Capistrano after serving her country for more than three years, mostly in a war posture, she was finally able to legally order a drink. Her grandmother paid for the glass of wine.
This morning we celebrate the service of our daughter, United States Marine Corps Seargent Carrie Lynn Crockett, a recipient of the Navy Marine Corps Achievment Medal (they probably give out of a lot of these but we could not be more proud if it were an Olympic medal). We thank you for your thoughtful recognition of the Corps. There is no institution in our nation whose members and families have made a greater sacrifice. There is no institution in our nation that has made a greater contribution. A proud member of that institution is one deadly little girl from the hills of Kentucky willing to die in service to her county because she understands and believes.