By Andrew Herbert
I used to look for what I called “the America in all of us” with my Marines. It was the type of conversation I would seek in a foxhole in the middle of a starry desert night on a training exercise in Twenty-Nine Palms, California, or during an extended chat with a young Marine while standing duty at the barracks. I was always seeking to hear others’ stories, hoping to identify the answer to the question, “So, why did you join the Marine Corps?”. I was looking for what it was about their American experience that was worth serving for them.…