by Cpl. Robert L. Cook
Jan. 1942-Sept. 1945
You remember,
Same as me,
When standing
In our skivvys.
We stood there by
Our well-made sacks
As Doc came down
The line.
We stood abashed
And awaited our turn,
Keeping our eyes
To the fore.
No peeking to
The left or right
Lest it give vent
To some untoward
Interest.
The trusted Corpsman
Stood his ground
And followed Doc
Up and down.
Making notes
Where it was due,
Hoping none was made
On you.
And then you heard,
When he arrived
To check you out.
He spoke real low,
Didn't shout,
But here is
What came out:
"Skin'er back, Mac!"
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The author: Robert Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co. (2d-2d) from 1942-44, at Guadalcanal and Tarawa, during a 33-month overseas tour.
Skin'er Back, Mac
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