Its not often when I wake up to check email and find something from the Secret Service lurking at the InBox. On short notice we were asked to attend a Reception with VPOTUS to commemorate one of the bombings that occurred in Beirut, Lebanon. Had it not been for the tireless efforts of Jeff Hamman, editor and historian for all things Beirut related, the event would have been diminished to little more than a hand full of people and a cup of coffee. Because of his relentless efforts to organize and be the liaison between the White House and those within the Beirut Community, it turned out to be something very special. We all owe him our humble thanks for a job well done.

You can see more about the ceremony held in the very heart of the Corps at 8th and I … HERE
I stopped by the TAH Bunker to get the proper clearances and check on my Lapua. I was detained on the front porch for a time, but using the Soviet as the effective distraction that she can be, I seen my opportunity and crept inside the compound. It might have been coincidence, but some Army guy kept putting himself between me and the Gun Vault. Gun Nutz…they get all territorial over the smallest of things. In any event, the TAH compound is all secure and may only be missing a little ammo. I have to say there is a Goddess withing those walls, Jonn married up. Her warmth and humor almost make it unnoticeable that Jonn has locked up all the valuables when I visit. I am always welcome at the TAH Compound…as long as I bring the Soviet with me.
I don’t want to describe the actual ceremony too much because there are plenty of links to other, less informed media outlets than TAH for that stuff. What none of those other News organizations know is what we are here for. To the right of VP Pence in the picture above is Morris Dorsey and his wife. He is one of the very few Marines with two Purple Hearts from Beirut that are alive to talk about it. The last time some of the people in that picture seen Morris Dorsey he was being carried out of the largest Non-Nuclear explosion on Earth and one of the few survivors.

VP Pence went out of his way to recognize Dorsey’s service and sacrifice to this country. Words can not describe the joy I felt watching Dorsey get the long overdue recognition he deserves. We had a ball at 8th and I. Both of our spousal units brought Bail money on the trip and neither of us needed a dime. I used the crapper in the Commandants house…and he didn’t seem to mind at all.

The Soviet got her own escort of course, I was pushed aside and left to find my own way around. I tried to get this nice looking WM Captain to walk with me but she said if I didn’t stop stalking her she had no problem beating my old ass.

Then this guy showed up. He seemed to like her. I asked if she knew who he was…she said “Some guy, he seems nice”.

VP Pence invited us to his office. I was told not to touch anything, but of course the Soviet could do whatever she wanted.

The drawer actually does have the former VP’s signatures in it. Rumor has it that at some point we must have had a VP named, Jonn “Lapua” Lilyea. I can neither confirm or deny this.

The Secret Service unlocked the Balcony overlooking the West Wing, probably just because I was there. She was kind enough to take a picture with some old guy.

Zoya proving that Melania is not the only one that knows how to make an entrance.
In the end, VP came over and shook the Soviets hand and said, “Thank you for coming”. He then shook my hand and said, “Thank you for bringing her”. That’s pretty much the same thing Jonn said when we left the TAH Compound. Come to think of it…I hear that a lot.
Traffic in DC being what it is…I tried to borrow a car to get out of town. The guys with the guns said that was probably not a good idea.











