Just over a year ago, I wrote a brief piece about MA2 Mark Mayo. In this guy’s opinion, he embodied everything it means to be a hero. When a depressed truck driver managed to get his rig through the gate and to the pier where Mayo’s ship was moored, Mayo placed himself between the assailant and a disarmed shipmate. Mayo knew that the term shipmate had been hijacked by those who use it as a substitute for “you are in trouble”.
His was the kind of selfless act that makes those committed to public service special. He had nothing to gain by his actions. He had everything to lose. He gave his life. He didn’t do it figuratively. He didn’t say he would do it in a speech. He just did it. I’m awfully proud to have worn the same uniform as that young man.
I remember when Marines stood guard at the gates of Navy installations.
Perhaps that is a waste of manpower (and who joins the Marines to stand guard at the front gate?). And that was at a time when the perceived need for force protection was somewhat lower.
At any event, Skipper is right. Through the fault of others, MA2 Mayo found himself in an untenable position, and yet his actions were in keeping with the highest traditions of the service.