Sometime in August 2025, I hopped online to book my routine — yet always highly anticipated — haircut and color during my lunch break on Friday, Oct. 3. Then, a lot of life happened, as it does, until late September, when my husband relayed that his last flight in the C-130J was scheduled for the afternoon of — you guessed it — Friday, Oct. 3. No one was more disappointed than I was that I hadn’t seen this change of plans coming from a mile away — classic Marine Corps.
No One Knows It All
In July of this year, my husband completed his last Marine Corps weigh-in. For anyone curious, he crushed it, as usual, but this Marine with a sweet tooth unknowingly scheduled his last …
