Not long after I got out of Boot Camp and MOS school I was stationed at Marine Corps Recruit Depot in California as a logistic clerk. Due to the rather small size of the Depot everyone ran on the same course (from recruits to the commanding general) for exercise.
I'd bumped into an older guy running by himself fairly often and we'd chatted a bit while running together. I assumed he was some crusty old senior NCO. One day I saw a picture of the Depot Commanding General.
