Dear Ma & Pa;
Am well. Hope you are.
Tell brother Walt & 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 & 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, they git
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 & Elmer you can always sit between two
city boys that live on coffee. Thier 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 Seargent says are long walks
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 Seargent is like a schoolteacher.
He nags some. The Capt. is like the school
board. Majors & Colonels just ride around & frown. They don't bother you none.
This next will kill Walt & Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for
shooting. I don't know why. The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk 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.
Be sure to tell Walt & Elmer to hurry & join before other fellers get into
this setup & come stampeding in.
Your loving daughter, Gail
P.S. Speaking of shooting, enclosed is $200 towards a new barn roof & ma's
teeth. The city boys shoot craps, but not very good.
