Dear Ma and Pa,
I am well. Hope you are. Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Marine Corps beats working for old man Minch by a mile. Tell them to join up quick before all of the places are filled.
I was restless at first because you get to stay in bed till nearly 6 a.m., but I am getting so I like to sleep late. Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot and shine some things. No hogs to slop, feed to itch, mash to mix, wood to split, fire to lay. Practically nothing.
Men got to shave,. but it is not so bad, there's warm water.
Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried eggplant, pie and other regular food. Tell Walt and Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys that live on coffee. Their food, plus yours, holds you until noon when you get fed again. It's no wonder these city boys can't walk much.
We go on "route marches," which the platoon sergeant says are long walks to harden us. If he thinks so, it's not my place to tell him different. A "route march" is about as far as to our mailbox at home. Then the city guys get sore feet, and we all ride back in trucks.
The sergeant is like a school teacher. He nags a lot. The Captain is like the school board. Majors and colonels just ride around and frown. They don't bother you none.
This next will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for shooting. I don't know why. The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and don't move, and it ain't shooting at you like the Higgett boys at home. All you got to do is lie there all comfortable and hit it. You don't even load your own cartridges. They come in boxes.
Then we have what they call hand-to-hand combat training. You get to wrestle with them city boys. I have to be real careful though, they break real easy. It ain't like fighting with that ole bull at home. I'm about the best they got in this except for that Tug Jordan from over in Silver Lake. I only beat him once. He joined up the same time as me, but I'm only 5'6" and 130 pounds, and he's 6'8" and near 300 pounds dry.
Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before other fellers get onto this setup and come stampeding in.
Your loving daughter,
Alice xoxo
OK ya got me! " your daughter Alice" Thanks again for the laugh.
ReplyDeleteMade it worth reading the whole thing! LOL! :o)
DeleteI knew one like that. Her name was Cheryl. She was the FNG two after me when I was in a joint unit. I was the only Air force in the shop. She was the second Marine and the rest were split between Army and Navy. The first Marine was our supervisor - a Gunny.
ReplyDeleteGunny rode me hard from day 1 and after 2 years I had been properly re-trained in my military bearing and he could stand being in the same room breathing the same air as he was. That is about when Cheryl showed up. Blond with blue eyes and she was a hardbody knockout. She could handle her M16 better than everybody else in the shop except for the Gunny and me. She could also out-run everybody in the shop if she took a wide ace bandage and tied her tits down.
Ah, lucky you! A good lady to have nearby watch your six! :o)
DeleteWay too good to only be seen here - and only once.
ReplyDeleteGonna pick it
...and Twitter link to it.
Semper Fi
Thanks, Cuz! I's a good one to share all around!!!!
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