Post by jerry on Mar 6, 2009 1:08:06 GMT
Jerry had just arrived in England yesterday, and he was already homesick. Digging in the large leather gym bag embroidered with "Brooklyn Football" that contained all his possessions, his fingers curled around the notepad and pencil that he was looking for, and began scribbling a note to his fiancee, Ivy.
Last month, he was shipped from his home in Brooklyn to the sunny west coast for basic training. After a few weeks at boot camp, Jerry was boarded a train that took him back to the east coast. Sailing on a large boat loaded with recruits, the sergeant landed in England, and was stationed in this little base until he was shipped to mainland Europe.
The sergeant had taken only several things with him, including the leather gym bag, several novels, most of them over three hundred pages, three photos of Ivy, a photo of his parents, his dad leaning against the old car and his mother holding a gardening hose. Several undershirts and a spare uniform were also packed in there, along with a few boxes of cookies and a pack of cigarettes.
The base was small, but nice, and the bunks were somewhat comfortable. Jerry had not met anyone here other then the young British secretary at the front desk. The other four bunks in the room were empty, and Jerry hoped for someone else to meet before he was in combat.
Adjusting the pillow holding his head, Jerry put the pad back in the leather gym bag and grabbed up his M1 Garand that was leaning against the bunk. Gently disassembling it, Jerry started to clean the carbon buildup inside the muzzle. Jerry's mind began to stray from the task at hand and soon found himself daydreaming of home.
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OOC: This is just a small thread, to introduce Jerry to the Allies
Last month, he was shipped from his home in Brooklyn to the sunny west coast for basic training. After a few weeks at boot camp, Jerry was boarded a train that took him back to the east coast. Sailing on a large boat loaded with recruits, the sergeant landed in England, and was stationed in this little base until he was shipped to mainland Europe.
The sergeant had taken only several things with him, including the leather gym bag, several novels, most of them over three hundred pages, three photos of Ivy, a photo of his parents, his dad leaning against the old car and his mother holding a gardening hose. Several undershirts and a spare uniform were also packed in there, along with a few boxes of cookies and a pack of cigarettes.
The base was small, but nice, and the bunks were somewhat comfortable. Jerry had not met anyone here other then the young British secretary at the front desk. The other four bunks in the room were empty, and Jerry hoped for someone else to meet before he was in combat.
Adjusting the pillow holding his head, Jerry put the pad back in the leather gym bag and grabbed up his M1 Garand that was leaning against the bunk. Gently disassembling it, Jerry started to clean the carbon buildup inside the muzzle. Jerry's mind began to stray from the task at hand and soon found himself daydreaming of home.
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OOC: This is just a small thread, to introduce Jerry to the Allies