It was 2000 when I was last at PI. We lived on base in 1965. left in July 65 when dad retired.
Place has changed a lot, but our quarters were still there, across the street from the CO’s house.
A favorite story of my mother’s was how she had changed the diapers of a baby that grew up to be the Commandant.
My dad called the USMC the largest fraternity in the world. No more. He must have rolled over in his grave when the estrogen-fest moved into the CO’s quarters.
This portends very bad things for our country.
I went through Basic School in the first company to have a few classes combined with the WM officers. Admin stuff and all that. I think they did one march out to a range at the same time we did.
No one ever expected them to be in combat related positions, let alone combat MOS or billets.
Just before I got out we had the first few WM’s join the squadron.... no, maybe it was AFTER I got out and had stopped by for a visit. I have no recollection of any WM’s at all.
(except for those two cute WM lieutenants sitting in their car while I was “Road Guards Out” when the Platoon was crossing an intersection during Boot Camp. When I fell back into the platoon once we had crossed the intersection, the DI said, “You weren’t taking any ‘eyeball liberty’ there, were you Scribe?” I just grinned. )