“You’ll always be proud when you hear them play that tune,” said Boatswain Mate Chief Clarence Ward Hollowell to the graduates of Lima 74. We were getting ready to march out of boot camp at Cape May, New Jersey.
That had to have been the most miserable, cold, diseased thirteen weeks of my life. When we first arrived, in the middle of the night, they shaved our heads, made us strip down, and put our civilian clothes, our shoes, any watches or rings, in cardboard boxes and address them to our home of record. All the while they were screaming at us and banging on steel trashcans with baseball bats. I would have climbed into that box if I could.
But at the end, Chief Hollowell was right. We’d always be proud when we hear the Coast Guard’s March, “Semper Paratus” (Always Ready), played.
We’re always ready for the call,
We place our trust in Thee.
Through surf and storm and howling gale,
High shall our purpose be,
“Semper Paratus” is our guide,
Our fame, our glory, too.
To fight to save or fight and die!
Aye! Coast Guard, we are for you.
I am deeply grateful for the years I spent, enlisted and officer, in the Guard. It shaped my thinking. Not just about the military, but about life in general.
Recently, the pro-lifers in a Midwest state told me they regarded their governor as a friend. “If we can get a bill through the legislature, we can usually get him to sign it,” they said. They thought of him as a great improvement over his liberal predecessor. And, by that standard, he was.
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