SFC Ollie
Still Marching
Lived there for 2 years after I retired from the Army.My dear but departed older brother retired from the Navy to Corpus, where he worked on military equipment part-time, and he and his wife had a couple of acres two blocks over from the beach. Their weather was beautiful complete with Gulf breezes. On one of our visits to his place, he took us to Padre Island, which was a fun drive of laughs away, and ever so beautiful. We grew up spatting like cats and dogs but became best friends after he went to sea a few times. The first time I realized that I really didn't hate him was when he was 14 and I was 12. He had his appendix removed, and his doctor told mom and dad he had a 50-50 chance of surviving. After he recuperated, i never said another discouraging word to him, andwe be came best friends by the time we were in high school. We moved once a year every year, typical of most military families. In grade school Dad got a moving picture of me crying after one of our "fights" and saying something like "He touched me!!!" It was so silly, because he reached over and touched me on the arm with his forefinger, and not hard, either. My two kids got even with me though. When they were tykes, they fought like dragons over a discarded chewing gum wrapper. Kids!
Anyway, I'm glad you got to visit Corpus. I never did get to see the marine museum with fish, though. We were supposed to go there on our next visit, not realizing he forgot to tell us he was dying of cancer. What a guy.