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Kid Writes A Letter Home After Joining The Marines. This Is Gold!

Their kid joined the marines and the parents were anticipating a letter in order to know how their child was doing. When they finally received one it quickly went viral. This is definitely a must read!
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 need to shave, but it is not so bad, there is hot water. Breakfast is rich in ingredients such as fruit juices, cereals, eggs, bacon, etc., but with chops, potatoes, ham, steaks, fried eggplant, pies and more. other normal foods, the two city dwellers who live coffee are weak. Your food and yours will hold you until noon, when you will be fed again. No wonder these guys in town can not walk a lot.
We go on “road walks”, which, according to the sergeant, is a long way to harden us. When he thinks like that, it’s not for me to tell him otherwise. A “walk” is about as far as our mailbox at home. Then the boys in the city have pain in their feet and we all go in trucks.
The sergeant is like a teacher. He is very nervous. The captain is like the school board. The majors and the colonels walk around without saying anything. They do not bother you.
The next one will kill Walt and Elmer laughing. I still get medals for shooting. I do not know why. The bull is almost as big as a chipmunk head, it does not move and it does not pull you like the Higgett boys at home. All you have to do is lie comfortably and hit. You do not even load your own cartridges. They come in boxes.
Then we have what we call melee training. They fight with the boys of the city. But I have to be very careful, they break very easily. It’s not like fighting the old bull at home. I’m pretty much the best with them, with the exception of the tug Jordan from Silver Lake. I only hit him once. He joined the group at the same time as me, but I’m only 5’6 “and 130 lb. He is 6’8” and nearly 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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