
My mom was a cook at TBS and OCS.
My Korean mom (furthest right) worked at Quantico Marine Corp base in the 90’s and early 2000’s. She left home at 2am to make sure breakfast was ready for the Marines and left notes on the table at home for us to study hard.
I remember when I went to college, she got me a job as a cashier at both TBS and OCS during the summers. Once this candidate at OCS laughed and said, “look at her pretending like she knows how to read” while laughing and eating and I was reading a thick book. I felt so embarrassed and small. My dad was a Chief Petty Officer and a cryptologist in the Navy for 20 years including serving during the last 6 months of Rolling Thunder in North Vietnam. He died when I was 4. And at that moment, I wished he was alive to say something. I said nothing.
On the last day I asked my boss if I could go on the serving line and do the mashed potatoes. It was the most popular. As that candidate approached me and said, “mashed potatoes ma’am” I just stared at him. Three drill sergeants screamed at him so hard to keep moving.
I found this old photo of when President Bush visited OCS. My mom got to serve him on the line. He walked up to the crew and thanked them and said he had a delicious lunch.