Happy birthday to the Corps!
It's been 48 years since I stepped on the yellow footsteps at MCRD San Diego, minutes away from losing my hair and getting issued some green clothes and meeting a few Drill Instructors that were very intent on turning me into a Marine!
After a few months of learning to be a Marine in San Diego, I went on to learn about the basics of electronics and aircraft, and eventually ended up in sunny Arizona working on A-4 Skyhawks. I learned valuable life lessons about working hard and how to troubleshoot problems, but I also met a few other bike nerds who taught me about pace lines, track stands, proper bike clothes, etc. My Raleigh Gran Sport served me well!

One of the benefits of being in a training squadron was the potential for getting a ride in the back seat of our trainer jets. The flights tended to involve some violent maneuvers, with potential for airsickness, but it was still fun. Also, it was kinda cool to get fitted up with the flight gear...



The view over the nearby mountains was pretty good, especially around sunset...


Best wishes and gratitude to my fellow Marines on this special day!

Steve in Peoria