"So, Do You Like Girls?"

In WWI my Dad was in Field Artillery and I had thought I might join the Army. Dad had not pushed my decision at all. My mother had asked a psychic at a packed theater which service I should go into? He cleverly said, "He should not join where he must go over water!" I rolled my eyes and said nothing. Anyway, my Mom, Dad and little brother came to the special bus chartered to deliver all of us who were going to Denver. My folks wore half-smiles and clearly looked worried, but didn't want to show their concern. Our bus soon left and all of us in the bus were not as excited as I thought we would be; yet, paradoxically, I felt relieved to be a participant in the war. My feelings were: "let's get this show on the road so we can win this war!" Spirits were high when we rolled into the Recruitment Center in Denver. Two of my friends and I filled out some preliminary forms when a Navy recruiter came over to "just chat." He asked us some questions and then with a low voice said to tell the men who decide which service you will join that we three say "we have a brother in the Navy!" We laughed and when we were asked which service we would like to go into we said what the recruiter told us to say. Then, slyly, they asked us, "So, do you like girls?" At this, we cracked up laughing!! The recruiters, laughing, said, "You're now in the Navy!" "Oh, and by the way, you'll get tremendous benefits, including the fact you will get free medical care from the VA for the rest of your life!" We said, "All right!" We later talked and laughed about the fact they asked us if we liked girls! Doesn't every one? Those recruiters were really funny!