This is a precept that I definitely agree with, as resentment and
complaint bring nothing positive. They are merely a waste of time.
Not that I haven’t complained now and then,
but looking back, it’s
never been a productive use of my energy. Pondering this, I couldn’t
help but think of Carlos Hathcock, the famous United States Marine
Corps Scout Sniper.
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Sitting here, I can look over at my copy of
Marine Sniper: 93 Confirmed Kills
by Charles Henderson. My copy is
signed, not by Henderson, but by Gunny Sergeant Hathcock himself.
I think about the Christmas cards from him and his wife Jo that are
tucked away in a keepsake box; and I remember the conversations
we had over the phone, including the last time I talked with Jo when
Carlos couldn’t come to the phone any longer.
[16]
I think about him because he was a man I greatly admired, and who
had many reasons to resent and complain about what happened to
him, but he didn’t. Gunny Hathcock was a legend in the sniping
community. Even though I went through the 2nd Infantry Division
Scout Sniper School with the U.S. Army, we still knew of the Marine
Corps legend. The Viet Cong nicknamed Hathcock “
Long Trang
,”
which means “White Feather,” because of the white feather he kept
in a band on his bush hat. After a platoon of Vietnamese snipers was
sent
to hunt him down, many of his fellow Marines donned similar
white feathers in order to deceive the enemy. Knowing the impact
that Hathcock’s death would have to morale, they took it upon
themselves to become targets in order
to confuse enemy counter-
snipers. I was honored to share correspondences with him and have
the conversations we had.
Gunny Hathcock sustained severe burns and combat injuries while
selflessly saving seven other Marines from a burning amtrac
(amphibious tractor). On top of this, multiple sclerosis attacked his
legs and body leaving him wheelchair-bound during his last years.
And during his last few years
he was also diagnosed with
Parkinson’s disease. Despite his infirmities, Carlos carried on with
dignity and courage and always had time for others. Again, I’m
honored to be among those others.
I remember one of our conversations when I mentioned how I really
respected how he continued to teach and help others, especially in
the military and law enforcement communities. His reply, “Well, you
can’t sit around and be a slug.” I remember his encouraging words
when I shared that someone close to me was diagnosed with MS
too. But most of all, I remember a man who had every right to resent
what happened to him, and who could have complained about any of
the numerous
obstacles he had to face, but instead remained
positive and did everything he could within his restricted physical
limitations to help others.
Gunny Sergeant Hatchcock was a warrior and a hero.
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Not only for
his sniping exploits during the Vietnam War, which were
extraordinary, nor only for heroically saving those seven Marines at
great expense to himself. Carlos was
a warrior for those acts and
everything he did after the war right up until he passed away at the
too young age of 57. His dedication and service to others without
resentment or complaint lead me to believe that he would agree
wholeheartedly with Miyamoto Musashi’s precept 9. And, I agree
with both of these men.
Semper Fi
Gunny!
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