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I requested to be let off KP, but they said I was faking. Finally back at the barracks I wanted to go to the hospital but they said I was faking. Maybe they thought there could be trouble if something bad happened to me, for they let me go around nine, where I had to walk about three miles, ill and feverish in the freezing early April Kentucky night-time cold, with no scarf, where they gave me some pills. Then had to walk back to the barracks, probably climbing into my bunk around eleven.
Even on the company wide duty-day where everyone got something, and some got such duties as dusting the chapel, I got KP in some mess hall in a far off part of the post --- pots and pans, the worst possible job on a day of a general's inspection, where the only time I got to sit down all day other than to eat, was peeling potatoes for about an hour. Course the dinner meal had to be special, fried chicken and such, and I had to scrub and wash those baked on grease encrusted pans.
After basic training and a two week home leave, it was back to a different part of Fort Knox, where the various clerk and cook schools were located. I was assigned a Company Clerk's school and pulled kitchen duty (last name A) first thing. After four days in that unit, I was informed that I was in the wrong school and was transferred to another one next door. "No", I said, "I don't want to go". I already pulled my KP, which was no small matter. This kitchen both fed the student troops and was a cook's school.
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