Originally posted by WoodenNutmeg
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Originally posted by WoodenNutmeg
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Originally posted by Pvt_Sullivan
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It was hard with the unending vice and profanity of Army Life. The Lieutenant repeatedly offering me a chance to place a wager on a Prize Fight amid the gambling, lurid conversations and intoxicating liquors.
Luckily the fatigue details, dress parades, roll calls, guard duty, picket duty and provost guard managed to keep the Battalion occupied and free from an excess of vice.
I did slip in the end, when the White Star Saloon opened I shifted from being 'William' and became "Willy" who was a Soldier more in keeping with my personal character or lack there of. The chance to drink cold beer and lose $10 playing Chuck-A-Luck was too much for my weak soul.
My sincerest thanks to my fellow Soldiers, the NCO's, Officers and our Civilian Interpreters for making my first Tier One event the experience I had hoped it would be.
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