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When Carlos Hathcock returned from his second tour and finally retired from active duty, he became a bit of a fisherman. One of his fishing companions was Colonel Willis, an imposing Marine who served as Commanding Officer of the Marksmanship Unit at Quantico. I don't know what Hathcock's professional connection was with Willis, but I assume there was one. One weekend, during a Preliminary Olympic Tryout at the Quantico Skeet Range, our squad was test firing at station one before beginning a round. All International shooters test fire once or twice before each round, just something that is done by tradition. At my turn, I fired once into the air and once in the general direction of a blue jay flying in front of a field a great distance from me. To my astonishment, the blue jay dropped like a rock. I felt bad about the blue jay, but surely did not expect the the bird would be harmed. When the round was finished, I put my gun away and began walking toward the newly built multi hole, multi sex outhouse. Approaching me, coming from the outhouse was Colonel Willis in full fatigue uniform. I was surprised that the blue jay had recovered somewhat and was walking on the road about equidistant from me and the Colonel. I was fully expecting the Colonel had been told of my transgression and would be chewing me a "new one". I was quite relieved when he kept his gaze well above the level of the wounded blue jay and gave me a friendly greeting and inquired about my shooting. I returned his greeting and we both went on our way. I don't know, to this day, whether he saw the bird or not, but a blue jay on asphalt is hard to miss.
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Gunny Hathcock was badly burned- rescuing five brother Marines from a burning Amtrac- NW of Da Nang Sept 1969--that ran over a 500 lb. Gook planted box mine-their Co, 2nd. Lt. (Hyland if memory serves) waved them onto a set of tracks, and made the fatal error of many Jr. Ossifers in their first weeks "In Country"-- rule Numba One- NEVER take an existing trail- you ain't tracking deer in the Adairondacks- rule Numba Two- NEVER EVER take the same track back out that you took in-- He was badly burnded, saved five Marines, was med-evaced to Da Nang, then to Yakota AFB in Tokyo, then finally to the burn center at Brooke AH in San Antonio. His CO had nominated Carlos for the Navy Cross, but Hathcock declined it- saying that the other Marines were the real heroes--
After he served his 20, he did take up shark fishing off the Carolina coast, and supposedly had read Hemingway's novel "The Old Man and The Sea" and felt a kinship with another "Carlos"-- Hemingway's first mate on the Pilar, after whom the Old Man's character in the book was modeled. There have been many Marines. There have been many Marine marksmen. But there has been only one Sniper- Gy/Sgt. Carlos Norman Hathcock. One Shot-- One Kill. Semper Fi- Gunny-- for a long as a Marine's best friend is his rifle, your legend will live on forever.. |
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