Marine Sends A Letter Home
Fri Jun 16, 2017 2:38am

Marine Sends A Letter Home. And Itís Perfect.

Did you ever judge someone too early? This marine takes that attitude and turns it around at the surprise of the reader

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 maybe all of the places are filled. I was restless at first because you got to stay in bed till nearly 6 a.m., but 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 is not so bad, thereís 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 till noon, when you get fed again. Itís no wonder these city boys canít walk much.

We go on ďrouteĒ marches, which the Platoon Sergeant says are long walks to harden us. If he thinks so, it is not my place to tell him different. A ďroute marchĒ 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 schoolteacher. He nags some. The Capt. is like the school board. Majors and Colonels just ride around and frown. They donít bother you none.

This next will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for shooting. I donít know why. The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and donít move. And it ainít shooting at you, like the Higgett boys at home.

All you got to do is lie there all comfortable and hit it. You donít 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 ainít like fighting with that ole bull at home. Iím about the best they got in this except for that Tug Jordan from over in Silver Lake. He joined up the same time as me. But Iím only 5í6″ and 130 pounds and heís 6í8″ and weighs 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,


    • **chuckle** Sia☺giah, Fri Jun 16 1:42pm
      I'd seen this before, but forgotten the twist at the end...
      • lolyome, Fri Jun 16 3:12pm
        I had also, but it still was a good one. hope you're doing good Sia.