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AT FORT SAM HOUSTON, I knew a private whose mother baked such delicious cookies that whenever he received a package from home, he drew a crowd and was left with precious few of the goodies himself. He was eventually reassigned, and one day I bumped into him and asked if the members of his new unit were equally fond of his mother's cookies. "They've never tasted them," he replied.
He went on to explain that the first thing he did after his transfer was to write to his ten-year-old sister, asking her to send him a batch of her awful oatmeal cookies. Then he went around enthusiastically offering them to his fellow soldiers, who gagged on the first bite.
"Ever since then," he said cheerfully, "my packages from home haven't attracted much attention."
--Contributed to "Humor In Uniform" by Richard Iannelli
Provided Courtesy of Reader's Digest.
He went on to explain that the first thing he did after his transfer was to write to his ten-year-old sister, asking her to send him a batch of her awful oatmeal cookies. Then he went around enthusiastically offering them to his fellow soldiers, who gagged on the first bite.
"Ever since then," he said cheerfully, "my packages from home haven't attracted much attention."
--Contributed to "Humor In Uniform" by Richard Iannelli
Provided Courtesy of Reader's Digest.
