I had the pleasure of spending last Saturday with a group of amphibious assault vehicle (aka Amtrac) driving Marines recently returned form Iraq as they practiced on the beach in Gulfport. Hulluva nice bunch of guys, except for this one uncomfortable moment where one of them, some smart-ass Sgt., says in reference to some period of time from last year, "And where were you that May, when we were sweating our asses off, dying, bleeding, fighting in the desert protecting your FREEDOM! Sitting on your ass probably!" Thankfully, he cracked a smile, but not before he had quite artfully allowed an uncomfortable moment to pass. We warmed up to each other eventually, but I'd be lying if I didn't say it was a rather thought provoking joke.
This photo by Joshua Norman