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Have you seen or tried this wine? Jarhead Red is a wine made by Marines, for Marines, on California’s Central Coast. Net proceeds from the sale of this wine benefit the Marine Corps Scholarship Foundation, which provides educational assistance to children of U.S. Marines, with special attention given to children of fallen Marines. Please consider directly supporting the foundation at www.mcsf.org. Adam Firestone – CAPT USMC 1984-91 Winegrower Ruben Dominguez - SGT USMC 1979–84 Vineyard Foreman Tasting Notes Jarhead Red is a robust, full-bodied Cabernet Sauvignon. It was aged in French oak barrels for eight months. It offers flavors of plum, cassis and black currant with fine tannins on the finish. Jarhead Red is available in 750ml (the Rifleman) and 1.5L (the Sergeant). Occassional availability on larger formats including 3.0L (the Sergeant Major) and 5.0L (the Commandant). The Jarhead Red Story Jarhead Red was conceived in 1999 as a celebratory bottling for the annual Marine Corps Scholarship Foundation Birthday Ball in Los Angeles. Since the founding of the Marine Corps on November 10, 1775, at Tun Tavern in Philadelphia, Marines have gathered on this date and toasted their comrades present and absent, and the future of the USMC. Over the years, the wine gained a following by word of mouth and was enjoyed at Birthday Balls around the country. To meet this growing demand, the wine was released for distribution, with net proceeds benefiting the Marine Corps Scholarship Foundation. http://www.jarheadred.com/ “True Love” , a poem written by the 26th Commandant of the Marine Corps, Gen. Lewis H. Wilson, describing the bond that exists between Marines. General Wilson was awarded the Medal of Honor in World War II. The general is now guarding Heaven’s streets with his beloved Marines. He passed away in 2005 and is buried at Arlington National Cemetery. True Love The wonderful love of a beautiful maid, The love of a staunch true man, The love of a baby, unafraid, Have existed since time began. But the greatest of loves, The quintessence of loves, Even greater than that of a mother, Is the tender, passionate, infinite love, Of one drunken Marine for another. pogey bait The Marines in China before WW II were issued candy (Baby Ruths, Tootsie Rolls, etc.) as part of their their ration supplements. At the time, sugar and other assorted sweets were rare commodities in China and much in demand by the Chinese, so the troops found the candy useful for barter in town. The Chinese word for prostitute, roughly translated, is "pogey". Thus, Marines being Marines, candy became "Pogey Bait". Platoon leaders should control the use of pogey-bait and non-issue food. I found this on the internet in one of the many Marine Corps sites. Enjoy... THE WALL The nite was cold, I was ten years old When the Chaplain made his call. The news was bad, my mother was sad When she heard of my fathers fall. An ambush he said, they all were dead The words were shocking and cold. Eight other men died, eight other wives cried For young men who would never grow old. The years quickly passed, they seemed so fast With no father to show me the way. Yet I knew from the start, deep down in my heart We'd be together, forever, one day. Through the laughter and tears, the months and the years I kept hearing "it's" far-away call. The day was cold I was thirty years old When my eyes first set sight on the WALL. It seemed ancient yet knew, as if somehow on cue When I saw it the Earth became still And my memory once gray, became focused that day Of a man who now suddenly seemed real. No more tears filled my eyes, no more lifetime of "whys" All the answers I'd found in this place. With the touch of his name gone was sorrow and pain And bad memories were quickly erased. As I stared into the black, my father stared back And he smiled and my heart filled with joy I said: "welcome home, dad, what a journey you've had." He said: "It's sure great to be home, my boy!" Copyright 1995 by Kelly Strong I found this on the Leathernecks’ site. The last paragraph got me. We Are A Family Oriented Club. We are absolutely nonpolitical. Distinction of class, nationality, or sect will not be recognized nor tolerated by our organization. Our members act in good faith with other members, and uphold the traditions of the United States Marine Corps. There is no distinction of military rank in the Leatherneck MC International. Our Members come from all walks of life, some are active duty Marines and FMF Corpsmen, and others are not. Some served in times of conflicts, and others served in times of peace. We ride all types of motorcycles both foreign and domestic. Two and three wheelers, and those with sidecars too. It isn't the type of machine that counts, it's the fact that we are Marines, with the love for the lifestyle of motorcycling in common. Many of our members, who have a love for riding and the camaraderie that comes with it, can no longer ride due to disabilities. Those members are also welcome, and often ride support vehicles for those of us still fortunate to be able to ride. Our Members consist of a very special breed of person. In most Military Services, you can be all that you can be. But the Members of this Club who joined the Marines found themselves being more than they ever thought possible. Both Marines and the Fleet Marine Force Corpsman who wore the Globe and Anchor have a very special bond and loyalty to one another that even we find hard to explain. Although we find it hard to explain, it comes quite natural. And when you combine this bond with the love of motorcycling through the beauty of mother nature, in the country we would die for, you've created a breed of person - A United States Marine........
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