Another good 'un

[Hanta Yo]

LETTER FROM A FARM KID
>
>I think we need a lot more like this one. Read to the end
>
>A letter from a San Diego Marine Corps Recruit
>
>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 harden us. 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, Gail
>

[nr]

Nobody better try messing with her!

[Northern Rancher]

Priceless

[ranchwife]

EXCELLENT!! agree, though.....don't wanna go tanglin' with her
guess ya don't have to worry, sounds like she can handle things

[Hanta Yo]

I thought so, that's why I posted it.