Rolled in late last night from the >48 hour trip to the 28542. I went down for the retirement of one of the Det One Marines. A long trip but worth all the effort– it was one of the best retirement ceremonies I have ever seen, beautifully conducted and packed with people who had traveled much farther than I had, and I did about an 800-mile round trip. One of the best lines came at the point when usually the spouse of the retiree is presented with a giant bouquet of flowers, „In lieu of flowers, Colonel K will donate both paychecks every month to Mrs K’s bank account.“
Congrats to him, on an extraordinary career.
And by the way, the MARSOC compound is pretty impressive. I hadn’t been to that end of Lejeune since the summer of 1991. Hardly recognized it! I got to chat for a minute with the MARSOC CG, Major General Osterman, with whom I had done a MEU SOC float back in ’93, when I was a lowly lieutenant and he was a captain who was very clearly headed for greater things. What an outstanding officer and Marine, and a real gentleman.
Finally, I went to and fro on the motorbike, the longest ride I have done in a while. In fact, the longest ride I had done since I rode to Lejeune three years ago. It never fails to amaze me what a lonnggg waaaay a-waay that is. I planned the outgoing leg to stop at the Virginia Diner in Wakefield– worth a visit from every Cadet!– and then passed by the birthplace of the great General William Mahone, VMI 1847 just before crossing in to NC.