STORIES & STUFF

Being a Devilpup is hard work and sometimes we just need to laugh or cry or be goofy! We just want to be happy and have fun.This page is in the works but soon it will contain lots of silly devilpups stories and poems. Here are a few to tide you over! LOL.

My Daddy: U.S. Marine

When my Daddy goes to work,
He's always dressed in green.
He has to be, because you see,
He's a United States Marine.
My Daddy is so very strong;
He's also very brave.
So when I fall and skin my knees,
It's Daddy's arms I crave.
When in this world there is trouble,
My Daddy will be on the scene.
He will, because he is, you see,
A United States Marine.
When my Daddy has to go away,
To protect some far off land,
Mommy and I will wait and pray,
To again hold Daddy's hand.
My Daddy will tell me stories,
About all the things he's seen,
While he was protecting freedom,
As a United States Marine.
(author unknown)

You know your a DevilPup if:

....actually like the clothes at the Exchange and don't mind that 100 other people are wearing the same thing.
...all your very best friends are as long gone as your last move.
...always wish you were back at the last place you were stationed
...answer the question "where are you from" with "I'm kinda from all over the place."
...are able to imitate others' speech patterns easily.
...are amazed at people who have lived somewhere more than three years.
...are amazed at people who have never left their hometown.
...are asked is it hard always moving around when you don't know anything different.
...are brought to tears by military music especially The marine Corps hymn
...are going to a grocery store but call it a commisary.
...couldn't wait til the day you could have your very own military ID
...avoid visiting civilian doctors because you don't recognize a doctor that doesn't wear a Navy Uniform
...can identify ranks and duty station by the stickers on the car's bumper.
...if some of your first phrases were "Yes Sir" and "oohrah!"
...can't convince a stateside cousin that your Japanese kimono doll REALLY came from Japan.
...conceal your father's rank because once people find out he has stars they'll never treat you the same.
...didn't save things so you wouldn't go over the weight allowance of the next move.
...do not understand why many of your friends are afraid to be in an airplane.
...ever waited hours for a MAC Flight
...draw a quick map of the world to show someone where you last lived.
...enjoy seeing guys in uniform on city streets.
...every room you've ever had was stark white and you couldn't put nail holes in the walls.
...feel more at home on a military base than in town
...get bumed-out when a base gets closed.
...felt like a part of history that was happening around you.
...find that you can easily amuse yourself for hours at airports, train or bus stations.
...find yourself with friends throughout the world.
...get the itch to move every 3-4 years
...got grounded or restricted to quarters or put on KP duty.
...had a dad who bought you a used SAM to play with.
...had a father who was always telling to "police the area".
...camped in a shelter half in your backyard
...had a supply of MRE's that you traded with your friends.
...had Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners in a mess hall
...had your introductory speech prepared and memorized for your first day at a new school .
...had your school lunches planned and served by people wearing sergeant or private stripes.
...have USAA as your insurance company.
...haven't seen your best friend since the last time Dad was transferred.
...hear the sound of freedom when military aircraft fly by while civilians complain about the noise.
...knew the rank and name of the kid next door's father before meeting the kid next door.
...know how to pack a footlocker.
...know the words and tune to military march songs.
...know what a jump tower is
...like institutional-style cooking and enjoyed going to the Mess Hall.
...meet another military brat sometime somewhere and are instantly bonded.
...prefer to shop at the commisary or Exchange even though a mall and grocerey store are just down the road
...most of you Scout camping equipment had US instead of BSA stamped on it.
...never quite finished decorating your place because you knew you'd be moving soon.
...notice Tom Cruise in uniform, outside with no hat and having a non-regulation haircut in Top Gun.
...polished your fathers boots and brass for his upcoming inspection.
...remember Family Day and getting to Play at being a Marine
...still do yard detail!
...think of your friends Fathers and Mothers by their rank.
...thought all doctors issued Motrin for every ache and pain.
...thought everyone slept under green or blue wool blankets that had "US" on them.
...thought Santa had a flattop
...use words like "negative devildog", "visit the head" and "O dark thirty".
...if your dad ever sang the Marine Corps hymn to put you to sleep
...wonderwho your new best friend would be as you enroll in yet another school.
..know transfer meant pack your toys and say see ya later.

The Marine Corps Child
I am the child of a United States Marine.
My hometown is nowhere, my friends are everywhere.

I grew up with the knowledge that home is where the heart and
family are, with no dependence on the dwelling.

Mobility is my way of life

Some would wonder about my roots,
Yet the yare as deep and strong as the might oak

I sink them in quickly, absorbing all an area has to offer
And hopefully giving enrichment in return.

Travel has taught me to be open,
Shaking hands with the universe.
I find brotherhood in all people.

Farewells are never easy.
Yet even in sorrow comes the strength and ability to face
Tomorrow with anticipation.

If when I leave one place, I feel that half of my world has left,
I also know that the other hald is still waiting to be met.

Friendships are formed in hours and kept for decades.
I will never grow up with someone, but will mature with many.

Be it inevitable that paths part,
There is constant hope that we will meet again.

Author Unknown

My Daddy

My Daddy is not with me today
He has gone to proudly serve.

In months my Daddy will be home.
Won't he be surprised to see how much I've grown.

We'll write letters and send lots of pictured,
Always sending our love while he is out on his adventures.

At night I'll kiss my Daddy's picture
And pray the Lord he will hold my Daddy tight.

by Michelle

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