Marine brats
I awoke this morning like so many others, but today was to be very different. Like clockwork at 4am the familiar cadences and the words, “Yo Lep! Yo Lep! Yo Lep! Right! Lep!” drifted in from outside. I remember jokingly asking my dad before he deployed if all Marines made “Lep” turns…and does two “Leps” make a right. I was wiping the sleep out of my eyes staggering up the hall toward the bathroom with my piss filled morning wood. On my way I wrapped on my little sister May’s door “Come on PipSqeak, gotta get ready for school” I hollered. I heard a muffled “OK, I’m up” as I ducked into the bathroom to take care of some pressing issues. A short while later May and I were sitting at the table shoveling down …