Rodgera
17th November 2010, 12:07 PM
During basic training for the Army Nurse Corps, we were required to
spend one week in the field roughing it. It rained the entire week.
We arose daily in our swampy tent, took a cold-water beauty bath from
our helmets, donned our pistol belts and ponchos, and trudged through
the mud to set up field hospitals. Obviously, our personal appearance
frequently left much to be desired.
The final blow to our feminine pride occurred while we waited in the
mess line in the mud and rain. A young private came by with a camera
and asked to take our picture. "It will prove to my girlfriend," he
said, "that she has NO reason to be jealous!"
spend one week in the field roughing it. It rained the entire week.
We arose daily in our swampy tent, took a cold-water beauty bath from
our helmets, donned our pistol belts and ponchos, and trudged through
the mud to set up field hospitals. Obviously, our personal appearance
frequently left much to be desired.
The final blow to our feminine pride occurred while we waited in the
mess line in the mud and rain. A young private came by with a camera
and asked to take our picture. "It will prove to my girlfriend," he
said, "that she has NO reason to be jealous!"