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Hi Everyone,couldnt resist this one!
LETTER FROM A FARM KID (at Camp Pendleton, San Diego, Marine
Corps Recruit Training)
Dear Ma and Pa:
I am well. Hope you are too. Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer
that 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 got 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 pitch, mash to
mix, wood to split, fire to lay... practically nothing. Men got
to shave but it's 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, but tell Walt and
Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys that live on
coffee. Their food plus yours holds you 'til 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 country is nice but awful flat. 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 up before other
fellers get onto this setup and come stampeding on in.
Your loving daughter, Alice
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Ha Ha ha ...Have a good day!
Thanks
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