Marine Corps Stories: People Still Want that CAR
Two Marines discuss a certain decoration.
“You’ve got a coveted piece of candy on your chest…the combat action ribbon (CAR),” Sergeant Michael Shipp noticed.
“I was barely in the firefight. It lasted less than three minutes. We had a sniper eleven hundred yards away. Stopped the advancement,” Corporal Gordy Greenblatt acknowledged.
“You’re far too humble,” Shipp pointed out.
“I’m not making it a big deal.”
“You’re unselfish….”
“Hell, no! I’m completely self-interested. I have to look at reality. I didn’t save anyone’s life. That’s high on the list of superior award requirements. I served honorably. That’s it.”
“I can respect that. People still want that CAR.”
“Yes.”
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