Mardet From a Squid's Perspective Jarhead, Grunt, Friend. From 67 when I first step aboard the Long Beach to 72 when I finally depart the lady, Marines were part of the daily routine of this Squid's day. I was part of Wep/FA Division and our berthing compartment was above the Marine Detachment's. At morning and evening colors, just like clockwork, the Marine color guards would emerge to raise or lower the Ensign. Watched a few times as they performed this function. Each detail did it with pride and respect for the task. Watched as the brig detail marched to and from the galley or to and from some other part of the ship. Worked side by side with Marines as we did UNREPs either from a supply ship or by helo. Worked under their watchful eyes as they stood guard as we loaded or unloaded weapons at one of the numerous weapons stations around the world. From the steaming heat of Subic Bay to the cool of Concord Ca. Cleared the deck to make way as a Security Alert would send them running from one end of the ship to the other. In the Tonkin Gulf, our line periods were up to or exceeding 60 days at a time. What did the Marines do once we were back in port? Nothing short of getting dressed in their jungle best with packs, weapons, and assorted gear for a short 10 mile hike in the broiling Subic sun. Great first day back in port. Remember what 60 plus days on the line would do for your personality? Imagine topping off 60 days with a 10 mile hike. Remembered a few times off of the coast of Nam when volunteers were requested to do some up close and personal work, In-Country. Our Long Beach Marines would volunteer. Hey they were family. In- Country, little brown guys with AK47s and an attitude were shooting at them. At least on board they were clean and well fed. Can't remember a Squid ever taking a shot at a Jarhead. So really how many of you rode the helos as door gunners to help out? Semper Fi Long Beach Marines