About thirty years ago, a young Marine sergeant was about to get out of the service. He went to see the his First Sergeant, who asked him about his future plans. The young sergeant announced that he was getting out because "I'm tired about the pencil necks around here"
The First Sergeant replied "Yeah, and that's the way it's going to stay if good men like you leave."
That young sergeant did get out of the Marines...about twenty years later. And when he took off his uniform for the last time, he was wearing First Sergeant's stripes. At 2400 hours tonight (Pacific Time) he celebrates another birthday. (That's midnight on the morning of August eighteenth, for you silly-villians!)
Happy Birthday, First Sergeant!
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