Wanna learn about The Old Fat Marine? Well, I could be anybody. I quietly served many years ago and was left honorably. As I have aged I have come to learn that the questions and issues I have been dealing with are really not unique. An Old Fat Marine is an affectionate term because at our age there is no way to complete the 3-mile run in 18 minutes flat. Life has sure had its moments the past few decades and it is time for a new chapter.

This life journey of mine is not done yet. I intend to pick up the pieces of my life and once again move forward yet again. I am tired of moving from one crisis to another. It appears to be what I do.  The biggest thing about this Old Fat Marine is I am tired of dealing with health issues and financial stuff (lack of). Dang, it… I want to control my daily reality again. I want to once again live my life with a purpose. A reason to get out of bed every day. I now intend to break this cycle of depression and poorness and keep my homelessness a distant memory.  I am tired of simply surviving and living on the edge.

I have never been a person that wanted to get up before the sun and run until the day is done.  But I did it.  I did it a realllllyyyy long time.  I was a part of something that was bigger than life itself.  I have missed The Corps on many levels and it is time for me to make a new chapter. I am tired of being beaten up by life existing under the status of being an employee. The Corps has values. Employees are nothing more than an expense line for the owner.

What’s Harder? P.I. or San Diego? Check out this YouTube!

This website is my lame-ass attempt to emotionally grasp what being a Marine does to a person throughout their entire life.  This website is here because I simply needed a place to re-generate and share my thoughts.  Nobody really listens in my world today.  Is it me?  Is it them? Are there other Marines who feel as I do? If I have these questions so there must be others? The freaking world is spinning out of control it seems.

I can’t be the only one feeling that life is overwhelming sometimes?  Maybe by my simply writing what the hell is going on…. maybe we can help each other.  I love to write so I asked myself to simply write about what I love.

I love to write about what I find interesting. Mostly I feel like I am screaming at doorknobs because nobody cares. Why doesn’t EVERYONE see that the U.S. Dollar is doomed and it WILL collapse? That is not just me saying it… a person only has to listen to history. America’s fiat currency is doomed. The only real question is when?

I am a former active duty United States Marine.  This website is the next chapter in my life, and I am sticking to it.

Now I just gotta figure out a whole bunch of stuff and make this whole website thing work. Join me, I could use some company… When I graduated from Parris Island there were NO computers in my M.O.S.

Semper Fi!
Old Fat Marine