Wednesday Funny

[wannacatchem]

If anbody knows any U.S. MArines in Iraq, send this to them, it might make somebody's day.


LETTER FROM A FARM KID, SAN DIEGO MARINE CORPS RECRUIT DEPOT:

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,

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's 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 5'6" and

130 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 setup and come stampeding in.

Your loving daughter,

Gail ~

[Pyramid]

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