Dearest Skip,
Sorry I
can’t write more. Put barracks ship shape-marched till chow-ate-fell out fo the
grinder (drill field)-heard inservice lecture from 9-11—took out $10,000
insurance payable only upon my sojourn with “Davy Jones.” Hit the grinder
(drill field) till dinner (12:00) and drilled after chow for 1 hour till we
assembled to hear a lecture in the auditorium by our Regimental Commander-and
hit the grinder for drill and calisthenics. Boy we really were wet through to
the skin from perspiration-but the boys are looking more like “blue jackets.”
Well today’s Tuesday and no mail yet although I imagined someone has
written-got to march to chow now and practice more. As ever.
Paul
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