Serving

The story goes that in the spring of 1978, my future husband, a senior in high school at the time, was a bit aimless. With graduation on the horizon, his mother and younger brother approached a Marine Corps recruiter at a local grocery store and provided him with Bob’s name and their home phone number. The recruiter called and that July, Bob left for boot camp.

I adore this story for many reasons, not the least of which is my mother-in-law’s impressive ability to know exactly how to best help her children.

Bob with his sister, Judy, in the driveway of their home the day he left for boot camp.

Bob with his sister, Judy, in the driveway of their home the day he left for Parris Island, South Carolina.

Running into that Marine Corps recruiter was a fortuitous event. It set Bob on a path of service that he is still on today. His years spent serving in the Marines has led to many, many more years spent in federal service. Although he is modest about his time as a Marine, I am not. I am extremely proud of the work he did as a member of our armed forces and just as proud of the work he continues to do for his country now. We talk about his achievements a fair amount around here as I want our children to understand this part of his legacy.

This photo is captioned, "November 25, 1979, Aboard USS Juneau enroute to Okinawa."

This photo is captioned, “November 25, 1979, Aboard USS Juneau enroute to Okinawa.” Bob assures me that is an L.L. Bean catalogue.

I was only two years old when Bob entered the Marine Corps which is both hilarious and ridiculous and proves that everything kind of equals out in the end. The impact felt the most from his time in the Corps is what we refer to around here as the “Marine Corps Voice.” The Marine Corps Voice is brought out when little ones need to be brought into line, boot camp style. You know someone has gotten themselves into a huge mess of trouble when Bob hollers with the deep, guttural, bellow of the Marine Corps Voice. It is an extremely handy parenting tool.

So, in celebration of the Marine Corps Voice and all the other amazing adventures that have come our way as a result of your time in service, I wish a happy Veterans Day to my favorite veteran!

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3 thoughts on “Serving

  1. I will never hear the end of that story but as Joanna said “look how it turned out.” Bob never would have had that “drill sergeant” voice to discipline his babies. Have never seen that picture of Bob on board ship reading a Bean Catalog. HaHA. Could you send me a copy of this picture? Very good blog. See some things in a different light. Thank you.

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