As Sarge points out over at the Chant, there are a lot of silly bastards blaming the year 2016 for killing all their BFF's. It's a conspiracy that many seem to genuinely believe. It also seems that the true believers are the ones who live in the SJW realm, that mind-rotting cesspool that the gubmint and media would have you believe is the core of reality.
SMH, Facepalm.
An old shipmate of mine died on December 11. Moise Willis was only 57.
I first met Mo at Oceana in about 1985. We were both squadron corpsmen, both E-5's. We worked a lot together and stood a lot of watches together. When you do that, you get to know one another in a way that's perhaps unique to the military. Mo was a hell of a good guy. A hell of a solid shipmate.
He went on to be commissioned in the Navy Nurse corps and retired as a Captain. I had no idea, but I'm not surprised. I'm proud of his accomplishments.
When we mourn the passing of our friends, and even of our idols, our first flush of emotion is selfish. It's about our loss. That's okay, it's the way we're wired. At some point, though, we must find a way to remember a sense of gratitude for the time we shared with our departed friend.
RIP Captain!
ReplyDeleteHang in there, Shaun. It's been a tough year all round.
R.I.P. Cap'n Mo. Say hello to Lex, Buck, Taj, and Nate for me, would ya?
ReplyDeleteWow! He was a CDR long enough ago, that he had a pager! He looked like a man who knew what he was doing.
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