Plebe Summer Letters from Home - IDEAS HERE (post one!)

justdoit19 said:
Found out about this little gem: USPS INFORMED DELIVERY!! Who knew ‍♀️

If available for your address, you receive a photo snapshot of mail coming to your box that day, first thing in the morning. I cannot express what a wonderful start to my day seeing a picture of a letter coming from my son is[emoji170].

Of course, there is the very functional element of the program, allowing one to monitor if a piece of mail is received or not. But to this momma, that part isn’t important. Knowing that I’m going to hear from my hero is what it’s all about for me!!

Simple to do: create an account on USPS.com, and sign up for the informed delivery option. I am really enjoying it.
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Giving credit where credit is due. @justdoit19 knocked it out of the park today. Re-posting here.
Bravo Zulu, @justdoit19 !
 
...And thanks for the edit cleanup...

Im currently sitting at my desktop awaiting the mailman. A downfall of being 'informed'
 
justdoit19 said:
...And thanks for the edit cleanup...

Im currently sitting at my desktop awaiting the mailman. A downfall of being 'informed'
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definitively a double edged sword - as I knew ahead of time that I was getting nothing from my Plebe all weekend and no call this weekend either- but low and behold I will have a letter waiting when I get home tonight!
 
letter was short - lots of yelling & lots of punishments - please send track spikes fro Plebe track meet on 23rd- so Loving super mom that I am grabbed the shoes and headed to the post office- had another box of snacks to send anyways-
 
I have been saving this to let this thread progress for awhile but figured it was time to share. What follows is not a letter from a Plebe but from a farm kid going through USMC boot camp in Parris Island. I thought some of you might enjoy reading it.

Dear Ma and Pa:

I am well. Hope y’all are too. Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Marine Corps is easy and beats working for old man Minch by a country mile. They really ought to join up quick before all the places are filled.

I was restless at first because they make you stay in bed till nearly 5:00 a.m., but I am getting so I like to sleepin in late. Tell Walt and Elmer all you has to do before breakfast is smooth your cot and shine your boots and buckles. No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix, wood to split, hay to lay… practically nothing. Men gots to shave but it is not so bad, they’ve even got warm water.

Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of weak on the pork chops, fried potatoes, salt cured ham, steak, sausage, gravy and biscuits and other regular breakfast foods, but tell Walt and Elmer you can always sit by some city boys that live on coffee and doughnuts. Their food plus yours holds you till noon when you get fed again. It’s no wonder these city boys can’t walk far.

Speakin of walkin; we go on “route marches” which the Platoon Sergeant says are long walks to toughen us up. 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. The countryside is nice but awfully flat. We don’t climb hills or nothin. Them city guys get sore feet and we all get to ride back in trucks. The Sergeant is like a school teacher. He nags us 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 part will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for shooting! I don’t know why. The bulls-eye is purt-ear as big as a chipmunk’s head and it don’t move, and it ain’t shooting back at you like the Higgett boys do 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 guy 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,

Gail
 
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