There’s an old adage that every Marine knows well that simply states “once a Marine, always a Marine” and you especially “NEVER” want to mess with a grumpy old Marine, they’re like old lions perhaps a little slow, maybe even out of shape, however their bite is still intact and razor-sharp, especially if your Marine Michael Irving.
The 62-year old was home fighting another type of battle for 2-years “colon cancer” when he heard a knock on the door, when he opened the door he was immediately attacked by three thugs, one brandishing a shotgun who fired at him knocking him down, and although wounded this Marine wasn’t ready to die, at least not on this day.
Moreover that Marine Corps training waiting lying dormant and ready to be used “just-in-case” kicked in, and within a flash Irving grabbed his pistol and just like that Parris Island training he had at boot camp, squeezed off a few rounds shooting the guy with the shotgun first, and then the other two.
Irving acknowledged that it took him awhile to recoup from the shotgun blast, moreover perhaps the 3-thugs thought they had killed him, however, once he regained his wits and grabbed his handgun the rest as they say “is history.”
Once he shot the shooter, he warned the other thug (a girl) not to go for the shotgun, when she did he shot her, when the other thug drew a semi-atomic hand gun and it malfunctioned, Irving took aim and dropped the third and last thug.
During an interview with Fox10, Irving said, “When I come up to the door, he blasts me.” Irving thought to himself, “You’ve just been shot, you’re fixing to die, I might die,” he explained.
“I didn’t know them or who they were, why me? Why shoot me? When I walked right here to open the door, that’s when they shot me. Right there, cut loose on me and that’s when I went to the cabinet here and back behind the coffee I had an old-time pistol and then I opened the door and smoked ’em,” said Irving.
Irving continued: “When he shot me, he was backing up with a single barrel to put another one in, I said, ‘Oh no no no no,’ so that’s when I opened the door and shot him, and he fell down and kinda did the cattywampus and laid down his shotgun and the girl reached over to get it, and she’s thinking he’s too bad to reload it and shoot. So I told her, ‘You better leave that gun alone or I’ll kill you.”
From one Marine to another “SEMPER FI”
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