The White Falcon - 05.09.1942, Side 6

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TH' VARMINT
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Field Artillery
The following are promotions
in our organization this week:
Staff Sgt. Jackson promoted lo
Tech. Sgt., and T/4Gr. Eyerly
promoted to Staff Sgt.; congratu-
lations and where are the cigars?
Sunday evening after the out-
fit had their quota of beer, Mon-
day morning found yours truly
walking around with a patch over
his right eye, so before any mis-
representations are thought of I
will tell you to stay away from
our one Corp. Tillett, especially
when he has something in his
hands.
How to keep from getting a
cold can be told by Corp. Deb
Rains; so he claims when he takes
a shower with all of his clothes
on. How about it, Sgt. Clark?
It has been rumored around
that Corp. Hood newly appointed
Corp. has also been appointed
Captain of the Red Devils (foot-
ball team). 1st Lt. Gursin is the
football coach, and the boys
claim he has what it takes to
produce a winning football team.
Sgt. Howenstine is very much
elated these days as Sgt. Pine is
not indulging in intoxicating bev-
erages, such as beer, that will
expand his waist line, and that
means that Sgt. Howenstine gets
his share too. Sgt. Pine claims it
is less expensive to give up his
beer than to sign statement of
charges for all new clothes.
Corp. Ed. C. Mason.
T/4Gr. John T. Simsik and Sgt.
Ben Cupp have left on SD.
Say, have you ever heard our
chow song? It is dedicated espe-
cially to our Cook, T/5Gr. Nor-
ton E.- “Hash-Patty” Lawson. If
anybody wants the receipe for
his success with hash-patties,
see him.
Pfc. Harold E. Snow is now a
Corp. and Pvt. Victor E. Ornella
and Elmer E. Johnson are now
Pfcs.
Capt. Glenn J. Lichtenberg is
back and has taken over from
1st Lt. Virgil G. Catlin, who has
done a swell job while ihe Capt.
was away.
Corp. James H. Shain is back
after attending school. Corp.
Harry Schrodter and Pfc. Evert
R. Rains are attending NCO
School.
Corp. Geo. Gable.
Capt. Garrison has returned
from leave and has again assum-
ed command. Staff Sgt. Spicer and
Corp. Hubbard have gone on DS.
The football team has been work-
ing out for the past few days
and so far have had a good turn
out.
Corp. Lee.
Our Act. 1st Sgt. Slaughter is
now enjoying a furlough in Lon-
don. Staff Sgt. James F. Grives
has taken Slaughter’s place as
1st Sgt. while he is away. Staff
Sgt. George E. Bryan of the Med-
ics has recently returned from
London. He sure has some good
stories about the place.
It seems as though Pfc. Leo-
nard B. (Crow) Moore is on
the 1st Sgt.’s spit list. He is
on every detail that goes out or
comes in. Pfc. Moore is supposed
to be the assistant supply serge-
ant. Come, come, Crow, what did
you do to get on the 1st Sgt.’s list?
T/5Gr. James P. Kieth, Jr.
We are glad to welcome Staff
Sgt. Neighbors back to the orga-
nization after a nice long fur-
lough. After hearing some of the
tales be tells he leaves little to
the imagination as to whether he
had a good time or not.
To hear some of the boys com-
paring number of letters receiv-
ed one would think they were
discussing a recent basket ball
game score,
(lorp. Leigh.
’Twas too bad that our Romeos
Baker and Ball had to be on
guard the night of our dance.
Guess the girls kinda missed
you, huh, boys?
We lost our AO, Staff Sgt. Klop
who has gone to OCS. Too bad
the Sgts. that are on “SD” are
not here to buck for his rating.
Sgt. Pennington has gone to
AO School; here’s hoping you
pass with flying colors.
Congratulations to Pfc. Alsip
for getting yours truly’s former
rating.
Our Mascot, Ray “Sundown”
Sunderland, wants to paint our
home; hope he doesn’t try to
use powdered milk again as he
did in the Mess Hall.
Pvt. “Cotton” Johnson.
Probably our most enterpris-
ing man is Pfc. Wally Swi-
ecki. The Merchant of Venice
had nothing on this cash-and-
carry PX proprietor. Recently,
Wally gave me the real inside
story on the responsibilities of
his position. — “You think them
Germans and Russians have it
tough?" he . asked. “Why, they
won’t even know what a count-
er-attack is until they’ve seen
this joint when the PX supplies
come in. But then,” he went on,
“it’s like I always say, a guy’s
gotta grin and BEER it.”
If I ever get to heaven, it
will be due mostly to the effort
of Warrant Officer John P. Ols-
zewski. Mr. O., the “Man Who
Saved a Sinner,” makes his
rounds each morning and gath-
ers his flock for mass. You just
don’t say no to Mr. 0. A gentle
man by nature, he thinks no-
thing of- twitching your ears,
pulling your covers off, or
sprinkling you with H20, so long
as he delivers you to Father
Kiernan on time.
Corp. Francis B. La Rosa.
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Supply Sgt. Hosea, says that
he’ll have to requisition one
scoop, extra large, for the NCO’s
shack and one for the NCO’s mess
also. This isn’t caused by limited
stabling facilities for dear “old
Silver,” either. The trouble is
those marvelous “bull-sessions”
that happen each and every time
Luke De Shazo and “Chief” My-
ers get together. The rest of us
used to be considered pretty good
as tellers of tall tales, but since
those two guys have been on that
visit to London, no one can even
come close to ’em.
Staff Sgt. Alfred W. Isaacs,