I used to hear storys about how the Marines and Navy boys despised each other just a little less than they both cared for the Army. But, back in WWII, it was the enemy that feared and respected them all. Here's a feel good story about "Navy Class:
(H/T Michelle Malkin)
Stranger gets Marines home for holidays Chance meeting leads to 23-hour van trip to Colorado---
As far as Stacey Kible is concerned, Santa drives a Ford Windstar. Kible was despairing that her son Matt Kible, a 20-year-old Marine, would not make it home for Christmas. Matt, who is stationed in Japan, was stranded at San Francisco International Airport. He was told that he probably wouldn't be able to get a flight to Denver until Christmas Day. Matt Kible met three fellow Marines at the airport, all of them trying to get back to Denver. Two were returning from Iraq.
The four young Marines commiserated that they might not be able to be with their families at Christmas. None of them was old enough to rent a car, and the blizzard that descended on Denver seemed about to ruin their plans.
"Our hopes and dreams were shot when they told us we couldn't get home for Christmas Eve," said Chris Redlin, a 21-year-old Marine from Aurora who is also stationed at Okinawa.
Then a stranger came bearing gifts.
Now that's class Paul Deines, and Semper Fi Marines
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