Images © Copyright 2008 Michael SetoWhile I was in San Diego last month for the U.S. Open Championship (won by Tiger Woods), I decided to attend a graduation ceremony.
Marine Corps Recruit Depot (MCRD) is know among Marines everywhere as Boot Camp. This second week of June at MCRD San Diego, 330 young men of Golf Company officially graduated from eleven weeks of training under the close unyielding eyes of their DIs or drill instructors, known by their campaign hats, unofficially called Smokey the Bears (top photo).
Family and friends make up the majority of the crowd. But there are always a contingent of former-Marines (myself included) in attendence; we're never called ex-Marines because "Once a Marine, always a Marine. The former Marines come to get a taste of the brotherhood they've long since left, but which will always leave its indelible mark.
The graduating Marines march past the crowds in the grandstands before they're dismissed and reunited with their families and loved ones. They'll receive ten days of leave before they report to their next duty station. Most of these Marines will go on to serve in combat in Iraq or Afghanistan.
I too marched for countless hours of close order drill on this parade deck, or grinder, over eleven weeks that felt like eleven months. In August 1986, I, like many before me and many after me, marched down the grinder one last time and earned the title, United States Marine.
Semper Fidelis.
