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 the places are filled. I was restless
at first because you got to stay in bed till nearly 6 A.M. but i am
getting to 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 its
not so bad. There's warm water.
Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon,
but kind of weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried eggplant, pie,
and other regular food, but 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.
Its 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, its 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.
This will kill Walt and Elmer 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 shootin' 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. 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 fellas get
into this set up and come stampeding in.
Your loving daughter, Carol
(from an email, of course)



