by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

I must say, I don't know
the modern-day Marine,
I've never seen his barracks
or where he takes his beans.
The last I seen of barracks
was back a long, long time
when they were all
of double decks
and racks and racks
of double sacks.

I had a corner bunk
with window and wall
and my old foot locker
and that was all.
It was as close to home
as I could get
and if they had not
thrown me out
I'd likely be there yet.

I know the Corps 
has changed for
better, I'm sure,
it's different in
a different way
and still has 
its old allure.
Forgive this old Marine
for dwelling in the past,
these memories I cherish,
and hold on to the last.

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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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