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REDNECK FARM KID in the Marine CorPs
> 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 pitch, 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, but 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 Martin boys at home. Al l 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
> 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 pitch, 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, but 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 Martin boys at home. Al l 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
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