My first column…

I like to write, and I am also very privileged that there are a fair number of people out there who like to read my ramblings about life, the universe, the Marine Corps, and everything else.  I was very fortunate recently to be brought onboard to the North County Times, which is a newspaper that services the northern part of San Diego county.  I write a bi-weekly column on Marine Corps and military issues, and I could not be more thrilled to be an official no-kidding columnist!

Since it is my first one, I decided to post it here for those of you outside the North County Times delivery area.  They are good, but sadly they can’t send teenagers pedaling across the country with newspapers in their bicycle racks just for all of you, my faithful readers.  Fortunately the internet makes the pedal powered Pony Express obsolete.

Here is a link to the column:  http://www.nctimes.com/news/local/military/columnists/grice/grice-career-in-military-can-take-you-far/article_06ec3230-1336-5d70-bf8f-9d38fd841edb.html

Please surf in and take a look!  If you like it, feel free to drop in a comment or two…

Here is the column in its entirety:

America is a truly wonderful place, and one of the main reasons that it is the greatest nation on Earth is the freedom of her citizens to follow any path that they choose. Our leaders are not appointed by divine right or by royal decree, but instead they are chosen by the people. Anyone can be the president, or a fireman, or a professional dancer, or a teacher, or anything at all.

Anyone can even be a United States Marine.

It’s pretty obvious why young men and women would like to grow up and become president, but why would anybody want to become a Marine? That is a fair question, and plenty of folks have asked me that during my years of wearing the Marine Corps uniform.

I think back to when I took that bold step and joined up —- and for me the reason was that I really wanted to serve my country and to see the world. Like so many others, I intended to serve my enlistment and move on. What I didn’t expect, however, was that nearly three decades would pass between the day I signed up and my last day in uniform.

Things were a little different back when I enlisted. Ronald Reagan was in his first term of office, mullets were somehow acceptable haircuts, and parachute pants were all the rage. At the ripe old age of 17, I made up my mind (despite my mother’s pleas to the contrary) and joined the Marine Corps.

What a ride it turned out to be! I would travel the world to places that I had only seen in National Geographic magazine, experience interesting cultures, and meet truly fascinating people.

Over the decades that followed, I deployed to the Pacific Rim, to Central Asia, and to the Middle East. I found myself helping the newly founded nation of East Timor rebuild itself after a devastating war in the late 1990s, and fought insurgents in both Iraq and Afghanistan. My travels in uniform took me to places in the United Kingdom, through Africa, and into the land down under. My international gallivanting was punctuated by assignments and training exercises across the United States.

I became an itinerant adventurer. My travels took me far and wide, and along the way I became a little like Goldilocks on her misadventure with the three bears. Some places, I found, were just too hot. Try Texas in July or Florida in August; it’s not just the blistering heat, but it’s the drenched-in-sweat humidity that made me happy to leave them behind. Other spots, however, were just too cold. Try Oklahoma in January or Virginia in February, where you experience the joy of shoveling snow as your nose freezes off the end of your face. Not for me.

As for garden spots overseas, well, to be honest, I found the good old U.S. of A. to be the best country on Earth. Despite the allure of raising kangaroos in Australia or learning how to choke down haggis in Scotland, there is really no place like home.

So, like Goldilocks tasting her porridge and testing her beds, I found a place that is just right. Humidity? Not so much. Sometimes, perhaps, but it never sticks around long enough to give you prickly heat (if you don’t know what “prickly heat” is, trust me on this, you are better off not knowing).Cold and snow? Nope. I don’t even own a parka anymore, thanks to the weather in the land of “just right,” and as for a snow shovel —- well, my coastal happy place doesn’t require one.

Of all the places that I have traveled, of all cultures I have experienced, and of all the people I have met, there is only one place that makes my family’s inner Goldilocks deliriously happy: sunny San Diego.

What’s not to like? There is a beach next to the ocean, which is a refreshing change from the many deserts in which I have lived where the sand stretches to infinity without a longboard-worthy wave within a thousand miles. In the winter, mountains are rich with snow that my family can frolic in within an afternoon’s drive.

The rich cultural tapestry of Southern California makes for endless adventure as we visit the tall ships in San Diego Bay or check out the heritage (and great food!) in Old Town. We have attractions like Sea World and Legoland and the world-renowned San Diego Zoo, which, for those unlucky enough not to live here, are once in a lifetime vacation destinations.

So I have indeed served my country and seen the world, and the best part is that my family and I ended up here in San Diego.

For young men and women who are looking for something meaningful and different, then maybe the Marine Corps is worth your consideration. For those moms out there who shudder at the thought of their little angel wearing a set of dress blues, I can promise that you will be proud.

And who knows? They may end up finding their “just right” happy place along the way.

 

Thanks for reading!!!

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11 responses to “My first column…

  1. Hey, Colonel as one retiree living in SD to another, Welcome Aboard the blogging life. I think you’re going to like it. I hope your having a smooth transition. Thank you for your service!

  2. One day soon, you’ll be promoting your first television role on a popular televison show, or even a guest contributor on military affairs on Fox News or CNN, or something. You’re proving that retired Marines never grow old, they just keep getting mud on their boots as they march to the next post.

  3. Umm…Sir, did you purposely leave out Thailand? I’ve heard a few things about these “talent shows” they have. Please elaborate so that us lowly Marines (non-Field Grade Officers) may relate and live vicariously through you.

    And whatever do you mean by Virginia being cold? The instructors were so kind they exerted so much time and effort braking the ice on “the Quigley,” just so that the Candidates can low-crawl through the water–It literally had a mind-numbing effect even BEFORE getting into the water!

    Lastly, AND least, the only promises you should be making is a rose garden. tsk tsk tsk.

  4. Congratulations on becoming a regular columnist! The North County Times is fortunate indeed to have you. Re this column: yes, as a mom I did initially have some jitters when my son joined the Navy (not the Marines, but close!) but his experience as a corpsman and a member of our military has been amazing and I couldn’t more proud of and pleased for him. Looking forward to more of your fine writing; thanks for sharing with those of us out of the NCT area.

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