I just dug out my dog tags...says Roman Catholic. Not that it would have mattered either way - last rites or no, dead is dead. MEH
I went through basic in Alabama and by the accents of the drills I would guess most weren't far from home. Sunday mornings were either spent going to church somewhere, I assume, or hanging out at the barracks doing extra chores. We were in old WWII barracks that could never be clean enough. There was never an issue with not going to some chapel somewhere. Those of us who stayed at the barracks actually had a pretty good time...no supervision, the fussy girls were off praying. It just wasn't an issue.
I went through basic in Alabama and by the accents of the drills I would guess most weren't far from home. Sunday mornings were either spent going to church somewhere, I assume, or hanging out at the barracks doing extra chores. We were in old WWII barracks that could never be clean enough. There was never an issue with not going to some chapel somewhere. Those of us who stayed at the barracks actually had a pretty good time...no supervision, the fussy girls were off praying. It just wasn't an issue.
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