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>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. 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. 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.

>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 is 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 schoolteacher. He nags some. The Capt. 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.

>He joined up the same time as me. But I'm only 6'1" and 188 pounds and

>he's 6'8" and weighs near 300 pounds dry.

>Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before other fellers

>get onto this set-up and come stampeding in.

>Your loving daughter,






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