Samuel Nicholas could feel the lump of paper in his breast pocket, its ink barely dry. Earlier that day he had been commissioned by the 1775 Continental Congress to raise an army, but not just any army. It was to be a force of exceptional men, prepared to board ships, attack naval targets on land and defend home ports. There were to be a cut above, daring and unflinching. They were to be disciplined, expert shots and tremendous fighters.
Captain Samuel Nicholas was to be the first Commandant of two battalions of Marines and he came to Tun Tavern Pennsylvania to find his men. A well known and popular brew house it was where Colonel Benjamin Franklin raised his Pennsylvania Militia a few years ago. He knew that men would flock to the tavern for two reasons, beer and the honor of signing on.
You don't join the Marines, you become one.