The White Falcon - 25.12.1942, Blaðsíða 10

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FLASH! FLASH! — From
Hollywood, the land of sunshine,
conies the glad news that Pfc.
John Cosio is now a proud par-
ent of an eight lb. girl. John is
certainly happy, and is already
making great plans for her fu-
ture. “How can she possibly miss
being a star?” he beams. «
Pfc. McNeill is keeping his
Scottish nose clean and attend-
ing very much to business since
his little chums threw that fake
M.P. Arrest Report at him. He is
taking a lot of ribbing, and now
that the terrific suspense is over
he, too, joins in the laugh on
himself. If we can believe Mae,
he has signed the pledge — for-
ever !
If any of you don’t think It
rains “buckets-full” just ask Sgt,
F’orenjti. He went to quell a slight
disturbance the other evening,
and as he opened his door, water
decended — and how! “Rain it-
self is bad enough,” he signs,
“But when the buckets begin to
drop as well, something should
be done about it!”
Pfc. Carleton Wiggins.
Air Corps
With the Command tourna-
ments approaching, we notice
that the ping-pong table is sel-
dom idle now....It appears as
though our outfit has more than
its share of paddle talent, too.
....Trying to get a sample of
George Mihalik’s blood is like
digging for gold ...The baker
had to be. punctured about four
times last week! George Najarian
continues to get luscious love
letters to burn... .Maybe a guy
who gets so many of ’em can
afford to burn ’em....If you
want to know anything about
big-name bands, just ask (Pat
Pugliano... .Although not a jit-
ter-bug, Pat has seen most of
the top-notchers improvising in
their off-duty moments... .Merry
Christmas, everybody!
Corp. Don Groth.
After vigorously assisting the
mail clerk in sorting out the last
batch of mail, Captain Harold A.
Totten came across the anticip-
ed letter informing him he is the
father of a baby girl. Talking
about the mail, has anyone notic-
ed the increase in Sgt. John T,
Moore’s mail?
Since the addition of Pvt. Mar-
tin Weinstein to this organiza-
tion, $gt. Martin ^Veinstejn has
been trying to trace back his an-
cestry. Wonder why he has re-
mained silent about what he
found?
T/5G. Max W. Mathew’s latest
ambition is to acquire a practical
knowledge of mathematics. He
only hopes that the next branch
he chooses “will be as simple as
Calculus.” Wise guy!
1st Sgt. A. J. Kale.
Air Warning?
All Highlanders take their hats
off to Sgt. Hoephener since word
came from school that he bat-
ted out a perfect score. Incid-
entally, Sergeant, everyone is
anxious to know which way that
smoke will go when we dedic-
ate your de-luxe fireplace.
That terrible little man, Corp.
Snyder, is now training for his
return match with Pvt. Collis.
The fact that he is digging ditch-
es, cracking stones with his fists,
and filing his teeth to razor-
likg sharpness, does not seem
to worry Pvt. Collis, since all
he needs to do is to grab Corp.
Snyder’s moustache to win by
a nose.
The best ear-buster we have
seen is Corp. Haney’s musical
contraptibn. It wakes the men
up to the tune of “Cheatin’ on
the Sandman,” and puts them
back between the covers with
“Tangerine.”
Since Pvt. Moreno took that
pair of shoes over to the kitchen
during a recent inspection, we
all wonder whether it really was
stew we devoured.
• Corp. Ben Hyman.