When I frequented my Marine Corps recruiting office from 1999 until I enlisted in 2003, Staff Sgt. Molina used to welcome me with a familiar, "Ey devil," and Staff Sgt. Ciccarreli would echo with "Eyyyyyyy." Vintage recruiting posters were sprinkled among more modern propaganda. The message they consistently reinforced was that the Corps' values—especially service above self—are timeless.
In one of the old posters, a strong, black Marine standing tall in his dress blue uniform with gold jump wings stared back at me. I couldn't tell whether he was grinning or scowling—welcoming a potential recruit or warning me. Scrawled in bold typeface across the bottom third of the poster were the words "Ask a Marine." My reaction was visceral. Where do I sign?