Merry Christmas, Wayne. I'd like to share a story with you.
Back in 1968 when I enlisted in the Corps, my folks joined the Marine Parents of America. They got together monthly to talk about their sons and make care packages to send us. For Christmas of 1969, they sent us all decorated Christmas trees - about 24" tall.
When my family got together on Christmas Day, they made tape recording of the party. My one cousin Carol (she was 7 or 8) had received a keyboard from Santa and she played the Marine Corps Hymn.
We got the tree and tape at our basecamp, set it up and played the tape.
Every year since then, I set up my little tree. It's still in the original box and all the decorations are original. Then I play that Marine Corps Hymn. As tears stream down my face, I remember the kids who weren't fortunate enough to make it home alive.
SEMPER FI, Brother.