Thursday, March 19, 2009

Whopper In Quantico

The Colonel, being a man of his word, has fulfilled the vow made in April of 2006. On Thursday, 19th March 2009, Colonel "Whopper" Creedon made his first unofficial visit to the National Museum of the Marine Corps in Quantico, Virginia.

Though not expecting his visit, The Colonel found the Museum to be in immaculate condition and its staff to be competent, friendly, and informative. The architecture of the Museum made a stunning visual impact with its large slanted beam extending from the interior floor through the roof dome, a homage to the raising of the flag on Iwo Jima.

The Museum displays many life size dioramas of US Marines and their hardware in action. It's also home to some of the most precious artifacts of The Corps since its inception in 1775, including the First Flag raised on Mt. Suribachi, Iwo Jima, and a number of Medals Of Honor bestowed on Marine heroes throughout history.

The Colonel absorbed more than 230 years of Marine Corps history as he toured the many impressive exhibits on display. He also had the opportunity to perform a uniform inspection on a Marine 2nd Lieutenant and proved that he's still got the stuff by effortlessly lifting a full Marine Corps molle pack for a crowd of cheering onlookers.

5 comments:

Civilian Overseer said...

Colonel While you are over there, why don't you borrow that Tank and go for a rampage on Wall Street. Go on you know you want to.

Constance said...

No, I don't see the colonel in a tank like that. Maybe if it had some sort of macho slogan painted on the side, like "Blood and Guts" and then a painting of a naked woman...

Colonel Creedon said...

@ Civvy: I resisted the urge.

@ Constance: Don't be ridiculous. They don't paint tanks like that!

Constance said...

Long red hair? Check.
Busty? Check.
Naked? Check.

Yup. That's more like it.

Civilian Overseer said...

Connie, No, a real bloke would have the confidence to invade Poland with a Pink Tank called "Pretty Boy". I guess the Colonel is just overcompensating for something.