RIP, R. Lee Ermey.

My father had a very odd military career in Korea — he was in the Navy and was happy to be there, and then he made the mistake of taking a course in map-reading, just in time for Inchon* — and he ended up getting a really good look at the Marines. He always swore that R Lee Ermey was toning it down. And also that they would have eased out Private Pyle long before, you know. Continue reading RIP, R. Lee Ermey.