The White Falcon


The White Falcon - 21.11.1942, Blaðsíða 5

The White Falcon - 21.11.1942, Blaðsíða 5
fi Why is it that Uncle Emil, our PX Steward, has to stand around and think when one asks him how much beer he’s going to put out in the evening. When it comes to playing Tong, our 1st Sgt. Baker really can col- lect the cash. Although he says that he has never played this game before, we all think differ- ently. The days may come and the days may go, but our Mess Sgt. Kordalewski, has one better for each day. To cut a long story short, if he doesn’t think in the future, he won’t have any kitch- en left. So now when the Supply Sgt. issues anything to the kitch- en, he issues it out on a MR. Corp. Kason. Fellows, the next time you see “Porky” Sumner, Corp. Sumner to most of you guys, ask him if he remembers the party he went to in the mess hall. It was really the next morning that Sumner felt the worst! What was it that Pvt. Therlow Dull said when he received word that his girl-friend was married? Boy, we didn’t know that Dull had such a vocabulary. We are all beginning to wonder why Sgt. Wildenhaus hasn’t been on pass since Corp. Reid left. Could it be that he misses his big bodyguard? Pfc. William Maynard is the name of that busy little guy who works for Staff Sgt. Schoellman. Just ask him sometime why he never says much, and here is the answer you will get: “Sgt. Scho- ellman makes enough noise for the both of us!” T/5G. Merrill T. Hamilton. This organization should not suffer from lack of entertainment now that we.have discovered that Corp. Rolan Amis has talent for singing. The other night he was on pass and went to a get-togeth- er, and he actually lead the sing- ing with “Deep in the Heart of Texas” as his favorite. Corp. Childers, have you been keeping in shape for your block and. tackle plays ? Everyone is glad to see Pfc. Jack Hinkle back from the hospital. Corp. Orland H. Parsons. Pfc. Paul F. Varalla has finally decided to crash the social light and is starting to make a hit with one of .the local girls. Good luck, Paul! . Pfc. g. Rogers. Those attending the chills and • thrills of ths Halloween Party, at the Ree. report having a swell time. We wonder why some of those attending, with their lovelies were so interested in the Palm- istry sections. Are you trying to find out whether she.has been .tow or, not? There will not be much chance of argument about who is who among the curlylocks, with Huey, the barber, clipping them to re- gulation length again. Some of the shacks are begin- ning to shine under those paint brushes wielded by our near- twins Pvts. Piton and Pack. We are wondering though why they don’t put more of it on the walls than on themselves. Staff Sgt. Kazee, who is in charge of our culinary artists, has settled down among us again after hob-nobbing with the elite of London Town. We wonder if he wrote home about every little thing. We hear our local dance artist has developed a mania for his bunk lately since he has been on a few of the late details. Some of the other men have been able to get caught up on some sleep too, since this has occured. We defy any Hollander to match some oPthe masterpieces turned out by our men in their production of wooden shoes. A certain party before his promotion to Corp. was on pass quite often. It seems the 1st Ser- geant has cramped his style though with the Guards and C.Q.’s. Cheer up, H.L., it all goes with those stripes. T/4G. Profitt along with Pvts. Griffith and Warner are sojourn- ing in the hospital. Pvt. Lester came back again after having been relieved of an aching molar. Pvt. Shelby F. Rinehart. Rosey Ramblings: All nite long: Sgt. Warren, “Shine up, police up, get on line”; Corp. Talar, “Oh give me a fire, a great big fire”; Mr. Sgt. Reik, “Why doesn’t he finish that? I mean the ‘Rise of Reik’.” Sgts. Jones, Lenn, Cummins, and Stillscon have at last met their match in the moustache- growing contest. The winnah: Corp. Petty. My congrats, too, champ. Sgt. Casad can now boast of his men. First on line, first on fatigue and first in the mess hall. Great things are expected of our new sax man, Pfc. Freels. “Tex” not only honks a mean tenor, but sets the style in the latest of “zoot” suits. He says, “Me and Tiny aint nuthin’ but cats.” Nuthin’ is right! Pvt. H. E. Rosen. We fellows are more than glad to have our CO back with us again after losing him to the hospital for awhile. A proud father in our area is Sgt. Mitchell Bailey; so the boys are looking forward to the Cig- ars in celebration of a baby girl horn to. Mrs. Bailey a few weeks ago. Sgt. R. H. Thompson. With 1st Lt. Lawrence ?5. Le- land. taking command in the ab- sence of Gapt. Norman J. Harris, our organization still is getting along splendidly. Our Sunoly Sgt.. Staff Sgt. GIM- -ece Couch, has Just fcompleted AO School., Pvt. Leonard Pettyjohn seenja to be well satisfied, now that he is back driving a truck. •Pvt. Harry A. Sipple who was transferred recently is a frequent visitor around here. Sgt. Melvin E. Dinser. I wonder why Maynard is al- ways going to town so much — loosen up, Maynard, we would like to get on the good side of her too. Troy E. Ellington. Pfc. Zimmel has changed his name; when indorsing any signa- tures of importance, he just signs Jug. It seems that Pfc. Bittig is getting his shoes polished up; could it be that he is having illusions? We want to extend our con- gratulations to Staff Sgt. Aaron T. Howard who has been promot- ed to Sgt. Major. Staff Sgt. Popio- lek has returned from the hospi- tal; we are glad to see you back, Sgt. Tech. Sgt. Martin and Sgt. Gray are harmonizing the old, but pop- ular, song of not so far back. How long will it last? Pfc. Matt D. Ilich. qURRTERITlRSTER The Dart game must be right down English’s alley. He has bought a set of darts with his own dough. I hope they dart in the right place (ouch!). That request for opening pack- ages in the orderly room sure has reaped plenty of edibles for the boys and makes the place their hang out. Sgt. Harris split his fudge, Pvt. Pfeiffer had to give up his cookies, and in general the delicacies don’t last long when the wolves get their gand- ers into those packages. What with T5/G. Birnbaum re- ceiving all those magazines, our supply room is fast taking on the look of a public library. The lat- est “Esquire” is a pip. That pict- ure of Rita is a honey. Sgt. Ros- enthal has first claim on it, how- ever. The smiles and greetings that Mail Orderly Pfc. Grahn gets are the result of his getting the boy’s mail to them on time. Loney Mahureen roust be in love to walk five miles to mail a package to some one back home. He sure picked a swell day for his daily hike. The package that Pfc. Boyd sent home was outweighed by the number of stamps he put on it. T/5G. Kelley, the boy with the golden Irish smile, gave the boys a lesson in Black Jack. He sure did wield a- heavy stick. Corp. Leman. The writer was fortunate enough to be present at the Prem- ier Performance of “Post No. 1”, which played to a ve~y good audi- ence. “Post No. 1” Is no doubt a§ good as many shows we have seen in New York and Chioago. Every man of the Command ought to see this very fine pres- entation written, staged and act- ed by the soldiers of this Com- mand. T/4G. Nicholas Shaheen should feel quite honored since a great number of the boys would like him to bfi their Chaplain. I do believe some of the boys have written their families regarding this matter. Our dance was a huge success, and every one enjoyed the music and refreshments. Tech. Sgt. (Ad- miral) Hewitt has never told us, but we believe he must have been one of Fred Astaire’s instructors. Best of wishes to Mr. Sgt. Ila- mor and T/5G. Wallace oq their new successes. Staff Sgt. Frank D. Smith, Jr. Who is the shiek with the well- oiled hair who thinks that a pass- word is something a soldier says to a girl when she passes? When our Corp. Spears from the hills of Virginia received a long awaited letter and package of victrola records from his lady love, he did an Indian War dance. Are you lonesome and in need of some of the noise that is ever present in your old home town? See Pfc. Reynolds. If he isn’t playing his phonograph, he is singing songs of his own design, or else just making a racket. It seems that our old postman, “Clark Gable” Lattanzio, the man who lives, eats, and dreams of the post office, is really serious this time. From all reports, he is now trying to get into the “V” Mail section, f Have you ever seen a porter with a delicate little finger? Well, we have one. Pfc. Greco, the man who sees that our latrine and washroom is always clean, al- ways has the little finger on his right hand pointed straight out. We have a new man-about- town in this organization. Pvt. Wasserman has displaced and far excelled any one who has ever claimed to hold this title. If any- one is interested in finding him, write, and we will send you his office hours. T/5G. Stern. Lovely Ginny 8imms, former songbird with Kay Kyser’s band, now entertains Servicemen on her own radio show. / Promotions To 1st Sj?t.: Kidwell (Inf.) To Staff SffL: Ernest B. Timmins (Inf.) Pilipick (Rif.) Evert Hansen (CAC.) Yancey (Inf.) Huhn (Inf.). To Corp.: Hahn (FA) Bray (Inf.) Long (Inf.) Montgomery (Inf.) Stanley Palmer (Inf.) Thomas F. Shaldrick (Med.) To T/5 G.: HatzeP (CAC) Wiles (CAC) John Krcsowatz (Inf.) Mike Kryca (Inf.) Martin (Sig.) Baker (Sig.) Robert J. Draxler (FA) Henry F. Mueller (FA). Foxworth (Med.) Guida (Med.) Ingram (Med.) Leon Finkelstein (Med.) To Pfc.: Mike Bogich (FA) E. Arndt (Inf.) E. Conley (Inf.) J. Sageser (Inf.) J. Simcox (Inf.) E. Phillips (Inf.) Bettendorf (CAC) Stecker (CAC) Paul Murphy (Inf.) Richard Coyle (Inf.) Leonard Walsh (Inf.) Gazzono (QM) Graham (QM) Wallman (QM). Thanks to our CO and Detach- ment Commander, we expect to have our super-gym, boasting a basketball court and hot show- ers, finished sometime this week. Why is it that Sgt. Bleck re- fuses to buy a knitting needle, and has to have Sgt. Davis stooge for him? Were there too many women in the store? Where is that old personality, Johnnie? You aren’t letting those rubber sandwiches get you down are you? Has anyone noticed the 100% improvement in the appearance of the Officers and EM; pressed uniforms, dean shaves, etc. Qcfuld it be the return of the Angels of Mercy to our outfit? Annie has been after Trank to send her a picture of him for the past year, and because of falling hair, (that bald spot on the top of bis head) be has , heen afraid to send one. Can’t . someone lend him a toupee7 I Ptx. A, Lohmeyw^

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