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An up close and personal interview with U.S. Marine Corps Veteran and Togetherweserved.com Member:
LCpl Scott Moritz U.S. Marine Corps (1972-1978)
PLEASE DESCRIBE WHO OR WHAT INFLUENCED YOUR DECISION TO JOIN THE MARINE CORPS?
My dad was in the Marines from 1950 to 1954 and went to Korea. When it was time to reenlist they wouldn't let him because his teeth were so bad. The Air Force took him though and fixed his teeth. He stuck around for the next 26 years. My dad
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| ScottieJay the day before going to Boot Camp. My recruiter took this. |
was a war hero in Korea as well as Vietnam. He received the Purple Heart in both actions and the Distinguished Flying Cross in Nam while in the Air force. He died several years back and I miss him greatly. He was the real thing when it came to the Marines. He loved serving his country. During the Gulf War he tried to get back in at the age of 62. They wouldn't take him. It really hurt him. He truly believed that he had a lot to offer. I believe he did also. He was one tough SOB.
We were stationed at Elmendorf Air Force base in Alaska I got a job washing dishes at the air base terminal from 1970 to early 1972. That's where they brought the wounded Marines and soldiers from Vietnam on Medevac. These guys were brought in on gurneys or wheel chairs or walking with canes. Anything to just set foot back on American soil, even if it wasn't the continental United States. I was really impressed by them. Several of them died on the C-141 on the Tarmac. Lots of tears in that terminal. It really was one of the highlights of my life meeting and talking with these gents.
I'd gravitate towards the Marines and bring them a beer and welcome them home, their first one back in the states. Most of the flights got in late and they wouldn't serve beer after 2200 hrs so I'd go in the back and sneak them as many as I could get away with for free. I got in trouble sometimes for this when I couldn't pay for the beer but I always managed. Anything for the Marines. My sister was a hottie and she was the cashier. She must've gotten a hundred proposals from those Marines. I'd sit and talk with them in awe. I'd listen to their stories as long as they wanted to talk. These guys were the real deal. I'd tell them I was going to be a Marine one day and everyone of them tried to talk me out of it. After looking at them I often wondered at the time if I had what it took to be one of them. At the time I did not think I had a chance. I got over that in December 1972 upon graduating from Boot Camp. Platoon 1117. Sgt Frank Garcia Platoon Commander. I still owe him a debt of gratitude. Man what a ride.
That's me just before getting on the airplane to San Diego in September of '72. The picture was taken by my recruiter. My mother saved this. I had no idea it existed until after she died in 2010. My mother wanted me to get a haircut before I went to Boot Camp. I had to laugh and decline. I knew they would take care of that.
WHETHER YOU WERE IN THE SERVICE FOR SEVERAL YEARS OR AS A CAREER, PLEASE DESCRIBE THE DIRECTION OR PATH YOU TOOK. WHAT WAS YOUR REASON FOR LEAVING?
I originally joined for three years. I did well on the IQ test or placement test. Not sure what they call it. I'm not sure how. No food or sleep for two or three days. They talked me into extending my enlistment to go into aviation. I said, "That'd be
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| VMO picture for the 200th Marine Corps birthday. I am right below the VMO-6 in the back row. |
great."
I went to NAS Memphis for "A" School. I graduated second in the class behind a Navy guy, damn. No office hours at this station. I guess I wasn't there long enough.
Got sent to El Toro for OJT on A-4M with VMA-214. The "Blacksheep", brand new birds. The first and last I ever saw in the Corps. Me and another new guy painted the first Black Sheep on the sides and the call letters on the tail.
Then I went to MCAS Yuma with VMAT-102. The shop was full so they put me in the tool room. What a drag. I still wanted to be in the Corps forever at this time. Finally got put in the shop. Loved it. Got put on the Check Crew for awhile. Loved that too. I got in some trouble here. Got busted for having a rifle in the barracks. Did some other things prior to this so I deserved whatever they did to me. I'm not giving any details on this. Yes, I'm ashamed of some of the things I've done. The CO, don't remember his name only that he was missing an ear, said he didn't want me in his squadron any longer so he gave me three days to check out and report to Okinawa.
From there I got put with VMO-6. The best thing that could've happened to me. This was why I joined the Corps. The camaraderie was great. Good crew both Officers and Enlisted. When I first got to Futemna it was much like going to Yuma. They didn't have any place to send me right away so they gave me an R&R to Taiwan in my first week.  When I got back they sent me over to Camp Smedley D. Butler to train with the grunts to learn everything I could about the M-60 machine gun. It was good fun and lasted a little over two weeks. I was now qualified to shoot the M-60. I can't remember who the instructors were or the unit that I trained with. It's been 35 years now. They were going to send me to the squadron on the end of the runway. The C-130 squadron. But to my good fortune I was sent to VMO-6. I was told it was a great unit. They were right. First 2 weeks there I got sent to Kadena AFB for flight simulation school. Did the altitude chamber and seat dump into a pool of water and learned how much not to drink before a flight. That part never really seem to take for me. I learned a lot at this class. Now I was qualified to fly in Marine Corps aircraft. Great. Really.
Went on my first test flight in the OV-10 on May 12th, 1975. The pilot, I don't remember his name, asked me what I had for lunch. I told him chili from the mess hall. He grinned and when we went up he put that bird through the numbers. I think he was disappointed that he didn't make me sick. After a few hours he let me fly that bird around for a while. He taught me to make a few maneuvers. Man what a life. At 20 years old and they were paying me to do this.
Loved it back then and have fond memories of VMO-6. After my first flight as was the custom in this squadron, they would wait for you to come walk off the flight line and hose you down with these massive fire hoses. The flight got back after dark so I was disappointed when no one was there waiting to hose me down.  But just as I rounded the corner for the hanger, CPL Paul Ottino and PFC Gary Linsey were there to initiate me. Two of my pals. They got me good. They really surprised me. The pilot must've known because he backed off at the proper time. Man I loved this squadron.
I loved being deployed and volunteered regularly for each one that came along. I spent a lot of time in the PI. I tried to extend to stay overseas but no dice. I would only have six months left when I got back. I figured I could do that easy. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Went back to the States and got sent to H&MS-26 at MCAS New River. Had a few problems here as I recall. Me and the Top didn't see eye to eye. Can't remember his name but I remember his face. He told me he was going to make sure I got out of his Marine Corps a Private. I came close but I was tougher than him. I think he had the little man syndrome. He signed me up for a couple of office hours. He finally got me on one. Bogus charge. I got my last office hours a week before I got out. Just got confined to the barracks for three days. So the last three days I checked out and stayed in the barracks.
I was honorably discharged on Sept 11th 1976. End of Story.
IF YOU PARTICIPATED IN ANY MILITARY OPERATIONS, INCLUDING COMBAT, HUMANITARIAN AND PEACEKEEPING OPERATIONS, PLEASE DESCRIBE THOSE WHICH WERE THE MOST SIGNIFICANT TO YOU AND, IF LIFE-CHANGING, IN WHAT WAY.
I was involved in Operation Frequent wind on April 29th and 30th 1975. I didn't know what was going on during the operation and didn't even know it had a name at the time. I was first brought to the USS New Orleans and stowed my gear. I flew off
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| This was a South Vietmnamese Army helo that was thrown over board. They were really pieces of junk. |
that ship into Viet Nam. We picked up about 30 people, mostly women and a few older gentlemen, in a CH-46. We landed back on the USS Hancock. I remained on the Hancock pretty much for the duration of the operation and a few days past that. I slept up on top and didn't shower or change my utilities, which were pretty skurvy by this time. I flew into Viet Nam 4 times, mostly as relief as I wasn't assigned to any one squadron. I'm not even sure why I was there. More of my story on the assignment portion of my site here.
I was assigned to VMO-6 when I got to Okinawa. Me and two other guys from VMO-6 were on this assignment, after arriving at Subic Bay, we were flown out to the New Orleans. I think the other two guys were ordinance. I finally got back to the New Orleans around day 8 and retrieved my gear. After a quick shower and shave I flew to the Philippines on my first deployment to that wonderful place, Olongapo. A virtual candy store for a young 20 year old with disposable income. Really enjoyed it there.
All in all, this operation was a mad house, with evacuees throwing up all over the place. I saw a few Marines doing the same. I'm told, Officers don't vomit. They feed the fish. I enjoyed life on board. Even though I thought the operation was a mess, I'm told that it was a success. I contributed just a small portion to the mission. But this was why I joined the Corps, to do things like this.
OF ALL YOUR DUTY STATIONS OR ASSIGNMENTS, WHICH ONE DO YOU HAVE FONDEST MEMORIES OF AND WHY? WHICH ONE WAS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE?
VMO-6 on MCAS Futemna. LT Col Skinner was a great CO gave me an Office Hours. Actually two but he threw one out. I was guilty on both counts. Treated me with respect even though I was a marginal Marine. I believe he gave me a break on a few
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| The last of the Broncos taxiing from MCAS Futemna. Jan 1976. |
incidents that could have resulted in an Office Hours. I don't think it was just me but I believe he didn't enjoy having this duty. Going to PI was great. I went on the Mt. Fuji expedition. We were told that we were going to test the OV-10 for short take off and landing. I believe we were looking for under 200 feet. We were successful. Got to go on a two of the tests flights. What a ride. Arrived in a CH-53. Colder than hell. Snowing when we arrived at 0 dark 30. Accumulated about 2-3 feet. When we woke in the morning, there it was. Just like in the pictures. Mt Fuji, gorgeous. Good chow though for a makeshift camp.
There was a Japanese Army Boot Camp across the street or so we were told. We snuck off base one night and went down to a small local store and bought a couple of bottles of some kind of liquor. Not sure what it was. It wasn't sake` or beer. It had the desired effect though. I loved everything about overseas and this squadron. Flying in the OV-10 and several Hueys. I mean what could be better. Flying around and shooting guns for a twenty year old kid. Life was great overseas. I highly recommend it. I volunteered for any and every deployment and got most of what I'd asked for and then some. Learned to parachute while on Futemna with a friend who did it back in the states. He even sold me one of his parachutes. $60. A buck went a lot farther back then. Jumped 17 times. More balls then sense I guess. Not anymore.
FROM YOUR ENTIRE SERVICE, INCLUDING COMBAT, DESCRIBE THE PERSONAL MEMORIES WHICH HAVE IMPACTED YOU MOST?
Getting to MCRD in San Diego. It was my first flight ever. The plane was late by an hour. I had no idea where to go. Just wandered around until I saw a Marine Corporal talking to this hot girl at the Hertz rental car booth. So I walked up
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| My father upon graduation from boot camp. Paris Island Marine. Dec 1949 |
to him and said, "Excuse me". He replied ever so kindly. "What can I do for you?" I showed him my packet of papers. He looked them over and excused himself from the woman and proceeded to cuss me up and down about my being late and him having to wait around for me for days. Right in my ear. Man, did he change his demeanor quick. The shape of things to come. Oh well, I have arrived.
The next best or maybe even the best was upon graduation from Boot Camp. My father flew all the way from Alaska to San Diego to see me graduate. He showed up in his dress blues from the Air Force with all of his ribbons on. He earned the Marine Corps Good Conduct ribbon and all of them Marines seemed to notice that one out of the many that he wore. He told me that he had a talk with Sgt. Garcia, my Platoon Commander. He probably had a beer with him. My dad was a great BS'er. Scary.
This picture is of my dad graduating from the USMC Boot Camp in 1950. When he went to the Air Force, they made him go to Boot Camp again. I don't think they would do that today.
OF ALL THE MEDALS, AWARDS, FORMAL PRESENTATIONS AND QUALIFICATION BADGES YOU RECEIVED, OR ANY OTHER MEMORABILIA, PLEASE DESCRIBE THOSE WHICH ARE THE MOST MEANINGFUL TO YOU AND WHY?
Rifle expert second award. In boot camp I shot in the 240's. Damn I was good. Used an M-14 first time. Great weapon. Would have made a good grunt. Not to be. Getting my second expert was unexpected. I hadn't shot a rifle in two years. Just relied on memory. Also, using an M-16. Not my favorite of weapons but I shot a surprising high 230's. I still had it. Had a little trouble with the standing position as I recall. All I remember about shooting this well was that I did everything they told me to do. Why couldn't I do that with all of my endeavors? I never received any recognition for being the Platoon or series high shooter. But then again I never received any recognition for any promotion or anything else while in the Corps.
WHICH INDIVIDUAL(S) FROM YOUR TIME IN THE MILITARY STAND OUT AS HAVING THE MOST POSITIVE IMPACT ON YOU AND WHY?
Lt. Col. Skinner, he never gave up on me. Never looked down on any Enlisted man. I can't say that about every Officer I ran across. But I did meet some real fine Officers in my time. He gave me more than one break. I told him once that I
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| Lt. Col F. B. Skinner. This is the best picture I have of him. It's the only one. |
was sorry that I dishonored myself, my unit and the Corps. Something to that effect anyway. I didn't practice it, it just sort of came out. His reply was, "Yourself, only you can say. The unit I don't think so. And the Corps is bigger than any one Marine. You'll do fine Marine." something like that as I recall. He still considered me a Marine. What a great thing to say. He said this in front of the Sgt. Major who I'm sure really thought very little of me. He always scowled at me after all of the trouble I got in.I can't remember his name but he looked really old to me back then. Always sat on a small inner tube. 'Roids. Good for him.
I never got in trouble for any work related incidents. I always took my MOS very seriously and worked hard at it. I mean a pilots life could depend on it. It was always for some crap I pulled on liberty. Getting drunk and or generally making a nuisance of my self. Fighting or arguing with some staff NCO. All of it avoidable but hard for me to avoid at the time. I'm sure most of it was immaturity on my part.This is a picture of Lt. Col. Skinner. Not the best one, but it's the only one I have of him.
PLEASE RECOUNT THE NAMES OF FRIENDS YOU SERVED WITH, AT WHICH LOCATION, AND WHAT YOU REMEMBER MOST ABOUT THEM. INDICATE THOSE YOU ARE ALREADY IN TOUCH WITH AND THOSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO MAKE CONTACT WITH.
1st CPL John Herrerra , my Boot Camp buddy. We were stationed at MCAS Yuma for about a year and a half. I got in touch with him about 38 years later. We still stay in contact and I have visited him at his home in Austin TX. Doing
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| Me and Big John Herrerra. Great Marine, Great friend. |
well in life.
2nd. Bruce Berry,a mountain of a man. Found him on facebook. Lives in Oklahoma. Still a beast.
3rd. CPL Paul Ottino. (OATS) Stationed together at MCAS Futemna, Okinowa with VMO-6. I got in touch with him sometime in 2014. He got sober only to lose his family through divorce, lost his house, lives in a trailer somewhere around Tuscon, Arizona. Then got the news that he had cancer. Inoperable. Well he started drinking again. Got the one two punch from God. Still a wild man though.
4th. PVT Buford "Butch" Garrison , we were stationed together at MCAS Yuma. Got in touch with him in 2014. Still lives in Delaware. I haven't visited him yet but called and emailed him. Got out of the Corps with a bad discharge but has done well in life after he sobered up.
SGT Athel "ACE" Clemmer, one of the most squared away Marines I knew. Still is. Always does the best he can no matter what it is. Has done excellent in life. I've have always aspired to be more like him. We were the best man at each others first wedding. I see him often. At least once a year. Works for Lockheed as an Aeronautical Engineer in Atlanta GA.
Would love to get in touch with my drill instructors SGT Frank Garcia and SSGT F.B. McGraw. I have a picture of them in my den. It still scares the crap out of me when I stare at them.
CAN YOU RECOUNT A PARTICULAR INCIDENT FROM YOUR SERVICE WHICH MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE BEEN FUNNY AT THE TIME, BUT STILL MAKES YOU LAUGH?
MCRD San Diego, at the Mess Hall there were hundreds of pigeons. Being from Alaska, I never really saw pigeons. So I thought I would bring out some bread from the Mess Hall to feed them. As I was breaking the bread apart this CWO saw me and asked what
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| My Drill Instructors. I have this picture in my den. Every time I look at it, it sort of spooks me. |
I was doing. I said I was feeding the birds. He said quite loudly, "With Marine Corps bread? Now get down there and help them birds eat it." He made me put my hands on my hips, get on my knees and flap my arms around like a chicken and say, "Tweet, Tweet." and peck that bread off of the ground. If it hadn't have been me and I'd have walked by and saw this display I would've fell over. I was glad when he walked off so I could get up before our Drill Instructor saw me.
What a trip. Boot Camp was more fun than anything. I saw some of the craziest things. Like I said Boot Camp was more fun than misery. I was already in pretty good shape when I got there. Six foot two and weighed in at 140 lbs at enlistment. Got out of Boot Camp with an added 20 lbs of muscle. Almost maxed the PFT. I couldn't quite do 20 pull ups. Only 18. I'd be lucky to get 2 or 3 today.
One other good one was at MCAS Yuma at VMAT-102. Our OIC of our shop was a pretty good guy. I can see his face but can't remember his name. Great guy though. Him and several of the other young Lt's in the squadron knew this Navy female Officer who just absolutely hated Enlisted men. Said we were filthy ignorant beasts. We probably were. Anyway they set me up on a date with her and introduced me as Lt Moritz. We dated several times and I got about as far as second base a few times. It was quite exciting for me. A few weeks into the relationship I cut my hand pretty bad down at work and had to go to the dispensary. She worked there and I'd hoped to avoid her. No dice. She spotted me wearing my fluff dried dirty work utilities with my L/CPL insignia and gave me a most evil glare. Needless to say that was over.
The other Officers got a kick out of it as did I but I sort of was starting to fall for her. She was pretty, smart and a lot of fun. Another broken heart. Not my last though. Got drunk and got over it.
WHAT PROFESSION DID YOU FOLLOW AFTER YOUR MILITARY SERVICE AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW? IF YOU ARE CURRENTLY SERVING, WHAT IS YOUR PRESENT OCCUPATIONAL SPECIALTY?
Electrician for twenty years and then Electrical Engineer for the past fifteen years. Currently working on my Masters degree for Industrial Manufacturing Engineering. I started my own electrical contracting company in Atlanta Georgia in the 80's. Took a while for it to take off but after 5 years of hard
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| Sort of a joke picture. Some folks really think that's me. What's up with that? |
work I had 7 full time employees and several sub contractors working for me. Was making more money than I knew what to do with at the time. I had a wild wife so she found something to do with it. She asked for a divorce and wanted half of the company. So I sold all of the equipment, finished all of the open contracts and told her she could have all of it. I figured I was the company and she couldn't have me any longer.
I went to work as an Electrician at several of the plants that I did contract work for. I never wanted to start another business as it was very difficult to build that one up. Probably my second broken heart. Got drunk and got over it. Went back to school and received my bachelors degree in Engineering at the University of Memphis in 2001. Life has a way of turning around if you keep on trudging the road of happy destiny.
My kids have both at this time graduated and are working on fulfilling their careers. As for me, I'm still working on that Masters degree. A bit harder than I expected, what with working full time and just living. This is a picture of how not to become an electrician. Currently working for Unilever in their Ice cream facility, making some of the best ice cream in the world as a Controls Engineer. Great job.
WHAT MILITARY ASSOCIATIONS ARE YOU A MEMBER OF, IF ANY? WHAT SPECIFIC BENEFITS DO YOU DERIVE FROM YOUR MEMBERSHIPS?
I don't claim membership with any of them but I do speak a few times a year at the VA hospital in downtown Memphis to the returning Marines and Soldiers with drug and/or alcohol problems, as I had a major problem with this myself. I don't blame it on the
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| ScottieJay on stage with the Last Kids Picked band. I love entertaining. |
Corps or anything that happened while I was an active Marine. I'm just a recovering drunk and addict that by the grace of God got sober 15 years ago. It is a privilege to be able to attempt to help these guys returning with problems. I don't know if my story helps them reconnect with the world but it helps me knowing that I'm trying. They are so young. But I guess we were too.
I was in the fraternal order of the Eagles in Huber Heights Ohio when my father was alive. He was the treasurer and then the president. He loved the camaraderie and cheap beer. Also for me. The camaraderie wasn't bad but the guys there were my dad's age and they treated me like a young punk. My dad didn't tolerate this too much and generally let them know as did I. Left the eagles when I moved to Atlanta with my new bride, Suzanne.
Me and the band have played several gigs at the Millington VFW. I've played several solo gigs there also. We even played the Navy Ball in 2010 there. This picture is not of that gig. We actually rented tuxes for that one. I know it's just the Navy. but two of the guys in the band were in the Navy. There is a navy base here by the way, NSA Millington. It used to be NAS Millington. I went to Marine Aviation school here in December 72 to April 73. There's an old gunny that goes to the VFW here quite regularly. Pretty grumpy old fart. I always make sure I play Lola by the Kinks and dedicate it to him. I mention something about benny boys. Anybody who's been to the PI know what I'm talking about. He takes it very well for a mean ole Gunny. For those of you who don't know what a benny boy is, it's a guy dressed up as a girl. It's semi-hard to tell the difference. They are quite lovely. No, I never got a hold of one but a few of the guys did. Now that's another story. We auditioned for the Marine Corps ball but that's really a high end function. We will try again though. I'd find it an honor.
IN WHAT WAYS HAS SERVING IN THE MILITARY INFLUENCED THE WAY YOU HAVE APPROACHED YOUR LIFE AND YOUR CAREER?
I decided I'd screwed around and up long enough. This took a while to sink in. Like 20 years. I'm trying to do everything the best I can now. I was pretty slack in the Corps. I don't know if it was age or the times. It was probably because
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| ScottieJay USMC |
I was usually piss drunk where ever I went. It was a bad time for the Corps in the 70's. Morale was very low at the time. Seemed like everyone hated us.I dated a girl in Yuma while I was stationed there. When her dad found out I was a Marine, he cut that off immediately. Oh well, I don't argue with pissed off daddies.
I wish I had it to do over again. I wouldn't have made all of them dumb mistakes that a kid sometimes does. Hindsight. I believe if I could have stayed overseas and in the type of squadron that VMO-6 was then I would have stayed in the Corps for as long as they would of had me. Stateside, peacetime Marines was not for me.
Before the Corps it seems that I was afraid of everything. During and after the Corps, very few things scared me. I was not afraid to try anything new. This has served me well in my engineering career.
I still walk like a Marine. I still talk like a Marine. I still like everything squared away. Some things never change.
BASED ON YOUR OWN EXPERIENCES, WHAT ADVICE WOULD YOU GIVE TO THOSE WHO HAVE RECENTLY JOINED THE MARINE CORPS?
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| Gunny. I need another one of these. |
Strive to be the best no matter what it is you do. Be proud of your MOS. Learn all you can. Enjoy this time. You are now a part of this brotherhood and always will be. Just shut up and do it. Ooh rah. This picture is my favorite. It's on the desktop of my laptop. I had one of these back in the 80's. His name was of course Gunny.
IN WHAT WAYS HAS TOGETHERWESERVED.COM HELPED YOU REMEMBER YOUR MILITARY SERVICE AND THE FRIENDS YOU SERVED WITH.
Still working on this. This is really great. I've connected with a few guys that I remembered but couldn't remember their full name. Set up a memorial for my father. He was a true war hero. My words not his. I've been working on making a shadow box for him as I have all of his ribbons and badges from when he was in. Thanks!
Also started a memorial for a fallen Marine. This has been quite an experience. I've gotten to know quite a bit about him. His name is L/Cpl Jackie Lundell. Was KIA at the age of 19. Way before his time. But so were many young Marines back then. It's a real honor for me to be the administrator of this tribute.
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| L/Cpl Jackie Lundell KIA. My first memorial. I really got to know him doing this. |
Thanks again for this opportunity. I have been in touch with his family and they love this site. One of his sisters was in the Army and she joined TWS on the Army side.
After I complete Jackie's, I would like to start another one. I would just like to do a fitting tribute to Jackie first before undertaking another one. It is somewhat heart breaking. I feel like I know him and it saddens me that in reality I didn't. I truly would have liked to have met him and talk that Marine Corps stuff with him. You know the kind of stuff I'm talking about. Picture of Jackie. I'm on first name basis with him now as are my wife and daughters. They're helping me in the search for information. It's slow going but rewarding when you find something.
This site is Facebook for Marines, my brothers every one. This site allows me to remember everything good that happened to me in the Corps and laugh at the things that seemed so bad at the time.
Getting in touch with Marine brothers who remember me is great. They always remember things differently than I have. Over the years I guess I've either forgotten or remembered it how I'd hoped it would be.
Anyway my stories here are as factual as I can recall. If anyone tells me differently and it seems logical that it happened that way, I will amend my stories. Up until then, this is it. I now know the meaning of our motto, not just the translation.
Semper Fi
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