These men had finished their registration and were checking over their newly issued equipment as they rested in the tent assigned them. The lad at the left is stamping his number on one of his shoes.
The trainees took time out at noon for a hearty meal of baked beans, tomatoes, salad, bread and apple butter, served cafeteria style and with a minimum loss of time.
The Colonel may size up these sideline in terms of potential military material, but girls look on them as something approximating a female's version of paradise. The girl know they won't have to sit this one out.
