As I've mentioned (probably too many times), my daddy was a very proud Marine. I was born and raised at Camp Lejeune, NC.
COUNTLESS times I accompanied my parents to various events on base, not to mention taking swimming lessons at Montford Point, bowling on base, family vacations in military owned beach cabanas in Onslow County, NC, shopping at the commissaries, holiday meals in the mess halls, sick calls at the Naval Hospital, and on and on. I even worked at the base library my first year out of college. As part of a military family, your life tends to revolve around it.
So it's no surprise that all the pomp and circumstance surrounding the Marine Corp birthday/ball is a big part of my childhood. My mother would spend all day getting her hair done and primping for the ball. She was surely the belle of the ball - so beautiful and proud. Daddy struck an uber handsome pose in his dress blues.
For a highly conservative couple, they certainly loved to party the night away at the ball. It was one of the few occasions they would seriously let their hair down! The ball was a BIG deal.
Each year, I so enjoy watching A Capitol Fourth on PBS. My favorite part is when the Marine Corps band plays or when I spot the Marines in the Armed Forces Color Guard. It brings tears to my eyes. Yes, yes, I'm a sap. I know.
So Happy Birthday, my dear Marines. I love you dearly.