Yay! The new letters are here! The new letters are here! (I hope we didn’t neglect your childhood education, and that this immediately called to your mind the new phonebooks from the film The Jerk.)
Three letters came at once: A form letter from your “life coach” (a.k.a. drill instructor), the form letter you were required to send, and your actual handwritten letter explaining how your loving administrators are concerned about how fragile you recruits are, and letting us know that therefore we should send only POSITIVE news.
I suspect the Marines will squeeze the last drop of fragility right out of you guys. In the other military branches, quarters must bounce off just-made beds. Is it true that Marine drill instructors insist they bounce off your hides?
Your letter said that they weren’t working you out too heavily yet. By the time you get this letter, you will have had a week or two of the grind. Are your muscles bulging now, or is it just that the swelling hasn’t yet gone down?
Today, in Trivial News on the Home Front:
My bunny does NOT like banana–she thinks it’s nasty. Weird bunny.
We have not had to buy any new jars of peanut butter since you left. (That makes me just a little sad…)
(Moms love their Marines–it’s not wrong.)
Here’s one for you:
And sleep on bunks, you know!
or are served by mess-hall hosts!)
(Unless it’s scrubbing floors.)
You hear the joyful shout:
Or do curl-ups, instead!”
One hour to rest their eyes!
Are Marine-bound, every one!