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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 got 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 til

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 hardenus. 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 country is nice but awful flat. 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 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 fellers get

onto this setup and come stampeding in.

Your loving daughter,

Carol

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