Skivvie

"Now that peace is here once more, and the Corps is returning to its prewar proportions, our girls are being replaced by men and discharged to civilian life, where they will no longer hear the song of the DI’s cadence, the clash of GI trays, the cry of LIGHTS OUT and HIT THE DECK, KNOCK IT OFF and FALL IN, where there will no longer be the smell of shoepolish and the skivvie-clad confusion of GI parties."