bubba68
05-05-2007, 18:21
i saw this on the wall af FMSS, Pendleton. it motivated the hellout of me and figured you guys might enjoy it!
THE NAVY CORPSMAN
I AM A NAVY CORPSMAN. I POSESS THE STAMINA AND ENTHUSIASM OF YOUTH AND THE WISDOM AND EXPERIENCE OF AN OLD MAN. I AM THREE PARTS DOCTOR, ONE PART NURSE, TWO PARTS MARINE, ONE PART CLERGYMAN, AND TWO PARTS MOM; YET I AM ONE HUNDRED PERCENT SAILOR.
I AM UNEMPLOYABLE TO THE CIVILLIAN WORLD IN MY CHOSEN PROFESSION, YET HAVE BEEN THE VERY LIFELINE FOR COUNTLESS MARINES, SAILORS, AND SOLDIERS SINCE 1778.
I HAVE CARRIED MARINES FROM THE BATTLEFIELD AND HAVE BEEN REVERENTLY CARRIED MYSELF BY MARINES WHO HAVE MOURNED MY PASSING LIKE THAT OF A BROTHER OR SISTER.
I AM YOUNG, I AM OLD, I AM BRAVE, SCARED, AND SCARRED. MY TITLE HAS CHANGED OVER THE YEARS: LOBLOLLY BOY, SURGEONS STEWARD, PHARMACISTS MATE, AND HOSPITAL CORPSMAN. YET WITH ALL THE CHANGES, I AM SIMPLY KNOWN AS "DOC."
I HAVE CELEBRATED PEACE, YET FELT THE STING OF WAR ON THE SEAS, IN JUNGLES, DESERTS, CITIES, WASHINGTON D.C., AND ON BEACHES OF EVERY SHADE OF SAND: WHITE, TAN, CORAL, AND BLACK.
I HAVE RAISED HELL ON LIBERTY, HOPE IN THE MIDST OF BATTLE, AND A FLAG ON IWO JIMA. WHEREVER MY MARINES HAVE GONE, OLD DOC HAS GONE WITH THEM: PEKING, TRIPOLI, SAIPAN, GUADALCANAL, KOREA, VIETNAM, SOMALIA, AND IRAQ; READY TO ANSWER THE CALL "CORPSMAN UP!"
ON THE BATTLEFIELD OR IN THE BARRACKS, ON THE SHIP OR IN THE BAR, I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE AND ALWAYS WILL BE. BECAUSE THE WOUNDED MARINE ONT THE BATTLEFIELD CALLS OUT FOR THREE THINGS: "GOD, MOM, AND DOC!" AND TO THEM, I'M ALL THREE.
For all the "Docs" who answered the call and made the ultimate sacrifice...SEMPER FI!
THE NAVY CORPSMAN
I AM A NAVY CORPSMAN. I POSESS THE STAMINA AND ENTHUSIASM OF YOUTH AND THE WISDOM AND EXPERIENCE OF AN OLD MAN. I AM THREE PARTS DOCTOR, ONE PART NURSE, TWO PARTS MARINE, ONE PART CLERGYMAN, AND TWO PARTS MOM; YET I AM ONE HUNDRED PERCENT SAILOR.
I AM UNEMPLOYABLE TO THE CIVILLIAN WORLD IN MY CHOSEN PROFESSION, YET HAVE BEEN THE VERY LIFELINE FOR COUNTLESS MARINES, SAILORS, AND SOLDIERS SINCE 1778.
I HAVE CARRIED MARINES FROM THE BATTLEFIELD AND HAVE BEEN REVERENTLY CARRIED MYSELF BY MARINES WHO HAVE MOURNED MY PASSING LIKE THAT OF A BROTHER OR SISTER.
I AM YOUNG, I AM OLD, I AM BRAVE, SCARED, AND SCARRED. MY TITLE HAS CHANGED OVER THE YEARS: LOBLOLLY BOY, SURGEONS STEWARD, PHARMACISTS MATE, AND HOSPITAL CORPSMAN. YET WITH ALL THE CHANGES, I AM SIMPLY KNOWN AS "DOC."
I HAVE CELEBRATED PEACE, YET FELT THE STING OF WAR ON THE SEAS, IN JUNGLES, DESERTS, CITIES, WASHINGTON D.C., AND ON BEACHES OF EVERY SHADE OF SAND: WHITE, TAN, CORAL, AND BLACK.
I HAVE RAISED HELL ON LIBERTY, HOPE IN THE MIDST OF BATTLE, AND A FLAG ON IWO JIMA. WHEREVER MY MARINES HAVE GONE, OLD DOC HAS GONE WITH THEM: PEKING, TRIPOLI, SAIPAN, GUADALCANAL, KOREA, VIETNAM, SOMALIA, AND IRAQ; READY TO ANSWER THE CALL "CORPSMAN UP!"
ON THE BATTLEFIELD OR IN THE BARRACKS, ON THE SHIP OR IN THE BAR, I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE AND ALWAYS WILL BE. BECAUSE THE WOUNDED MARINE ONT THE BATTLEFIELD CALLS OUT FOR THREE THINGS: "GOD, MOM, AND DOC!" AND TO THEM, I'M ALL THREE.
For all the "Docs" who answered the call and made the ultimate sacrifice...SEMPER FI!