My dad’s change of command ceremony was today, he passed command of the battalion over to the next lieutenant colonel. The ceremony was up on a hill and the wind was incredible and, during the ceremony, one of the marine’s hats blew off but he couldn’t do anything without breaking rank. Without a pause, my dad ran over in the middle, put the marine’s hat back on, and patted him on the back.
Despite the band, the speeches, the recognition, that was my favorite part and when I felt most proud of my dad. He takes care of his marines no matter how small the matter.
