The inspiration for my enlistment in the Marine Corps was reading "Marine! The Life of Chesty Puller," by Burke Davis, at twelve years old. I've been rereading it, and came across this passage, on page 263 of the Bantam War Books paperback edition:
"From the time of the landing at Inchon the order had been that no dead Marines were to be buried; the bodies were lashed in ponchos and saved for the appropriate time and place. When they returned to Inchon the First [Marine] Division held a funeral for its dead at the outskirts of the city; loading of the ships [for the Wonsan landing] was underway at the docks.
Puller took two of his battalions to the cemetery for the ceremony and was standing in front of them as the bugles pealed and a flag was raised. He heard men growling in the ranks behind him. He did not turn.
"You guys keep quiet."
The sound subsided, but when it was over they beseiged him, pointing: "Look there, Colonel. Look at that damned rag they're flying up there --that United Nations thing. Hell, there's hardly a man lying out here but what's a Marine! How the hell they get that way, that United Nations crap?"
Puller went to General [O.P.] Smith [1st MarDiv CG]:
"I can control my men, but tonight after they get out in town and get some liquor, I can't swear you won't have trouble. I'm serious about this. They feel keenly about that damned United Nations flag over our cemetery."
Smith took the problem to General Almond [US Army X Corps CG]. Before sunset the UN flag had been replaced by the American flag, and the Marines were content."
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[b][size=5][red]Goodnight Chesty, wherever you are![/b][/size=5][/red]
Semper Fidelis
Jarhead out.