by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

Way back when I was seventeen
before I was a tough Marine,
I joined an outfit
called the CCC’s.

Now it was meant 
to help the poor
and I was one
you can be sure so
I fit right in with the rest.

It was one of FDR’s
programs for the classes,
there were a lot of us
in among the masses.

I spent a lot of time at work
and learned to care for me,
it seems the best thing
that I did was
join the CCC’s.

Later when I joined the Corps
I was a step ahead,
I knew how to take commands
and how to make a bed.

I think that everyone
that age would
get to do the same,
it makes them feel
more like a man and
how to play the game.

God help this generation
of lost and lowly kids,
they need so much
attention that
we have yet to give.

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The author: Robert Lin Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co. (2d-2d) from 1942-44, at Guadalcanal and Tarawa during a 33-month overseas tour.

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When I Was Seventeen