Thank you to all of you who served, Semper Fidelis! USMC, 1987-1991. While I didn't serve in Desert Storm due to a knee injury, I was ordered to find a replacement. I picked a replacement, a tough Lance Corporal who I figured had the best chance of returning. He was in the chow hall on his base in Saudi Arabia only 10 minutes before a Scud missile hit by the Patriot batteries crashed into the facility. The greatest honor I had during my time in the Corps was picking him and the rest of his Fire team up at Washington National Airport upon arriving home. I got a staff car and was able to park at the curb in my Alpha uniform to wait for them. People kept thanking me for my service, and I kept telling them not to thank me, but to thank the Marines I was there to pick up.