This past weekend, Dan and I traveled to Quantico, Virginia to participate in a beautiful day of Marine glory. The sun was peeking through light clouds and a breeze was cooling the 4,000 guests at the Marine parade. We were in the company of seriously proud family members and friends. In light of the current 'global war on terror', being in the presence of Americans who do not understand war but entrust their lives in these Marines was honoring and humbling.
Officer candidate school is the most rigorous, mentally challenging, difficult thing these men and women have ever done and finishing the summer is such an accomplishment. Their character was tested and they passed. Dan and I were filled with pride and love as we thought of those soldiers gone before in the beloved wars we've studied. We felt excited when the cannons exploded and filled the sky with smoke. We were thrilled when we saw David for the first time and were blessed to be able to see and spend quality time with Eric and our family. Leaving Quanitco was sad for more reasons than leaving family...we were sad because we were in the company of loving, Godly, patriotic people that we know are few and far between nowadays.
Eric is in the second to last line here, second from the left, standing a bit taller than the men in his row.
The beautiful and proud women of the Satterlee Clan..and some guy named Dennis...
David Foley, best friend and buddy, also attended OCS this summer but will be commissioned after he graduates from Taylor.
Look at that stud in his uniform...Though his upmost desire was to be in the nude... in a swimming pool...with Schnitzel.
Proud Mom and Marine...Jenny and Eric.
