Little Johnny Friday
Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>
teacher a note from his mother. The teacher read the note,
then placed it in her desk with a frown.
"So what did she write?" asked Little Johnny.
"It's a disclaimer," she replied. "The opinions expressed
by Little Johnny are not necessarily those of his father
and mother."
A father finds his four year old daughter outside
brushing their dog's teeth using his toothbrush.
Dad asks, "What are you doing with my toothbrush?"
The daughter replies, "I'm brushing his teeth. But don't
worry dad, I'll rinse it out when I'm done just like I
always do."
NOW AT SAN DIEGO MARINE CORPS RECRUIT DEPOT. 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 maybe all of the places are filled. I
was restless at first because you got to stay in bed till nearly 6a.m.,
but 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 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 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 Capt. 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 weighs 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, Pauline
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