Remembering General "Rosie" Grubbs...

"My dad loved the Corps and I can remember my little brother age 4 or 5, Donald, racing after them as they marched to retreat at Bolling AFB. Since he didn't always stay behind and would get inside the ranks, I don't know how they kept from stepping on him. They marched to the soft sounds of the beat of the sticks on the rims of the drums I believe. I was just a kid at the time but one of the things those days and 5 pm retreats did was instill a respect and love for the flag and this country and for the drums, pipes and bugles that I have today. I find it horrific that military posts/bases no longer stop everything, including getting out of cars, as the flag is lowered each day.

My dad died in 1972 at what I consider a very young man, age 62. He would be proud to know that he and the Corps are remembered."

Nancy Grubbs Gard
Loving Daughter