The White Falcon - 09.01.1943, Blaðsíða 5

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Troop News From The Organizations
•The Christmas trees, well light-
ed, belonging to McNeill and Wig-
gins, remind us of Hollywood
Blvd. T/Sgt. Rompert’s decora-
tions were really somethin’.
Note to all stores in nearby
towns: Sgt. Corn patronizes all
the children’s depts. for his cloth-
ing. Not to be outdone by the
famous Atlantic City beauty con-
tests, we are having our own,
“The World’s Ugliest Man” com-
petition. Coming into the stretch,
T/5G. Soulier and Pfc. Jones are
reported neck and neck.
Pfc. Carleton Wiggins.
Christmas Eve marked the op-
ening of our swanky day-room
built by the men. A lot of hard
work built this recreation parlor,
which serves as a rendezvous
where the boys can read, write,
play ping-pong, checkers, domin-
oes and other games. In other
words, just like back home at the
Service Club. Thanks to all the
officers and enlisted men who
took part in the creation of this
“magnificent mansion of mirth.”
Pvt. Thomas Meagher.
QUARTER m ASTER
*Sgt. C. U. Carlson, our Sgt’s.
Mess Sgt., is doing a fine job
in redecorating the mess hall.
T/Sgt. Hinds, and S/Sgt. Unbe-
kant are in the hospital. A cer-
tain fellow in this unit had a
dream one night that the Gene-
ral made him a Captain. My, my!
Congratulations to Sgt. Roberts
who was elected vice-president
of the Sgts.’ Club. And to Sgt.
Perry who was elected Sgt.-at-
Arms.
S/Sgt. John J. McGreery.
The folks back home sure did
give many of us some nasty hints.
Fully sixty percent of the gang
received wallets. Does this mean
that they are broke, or do they
want us to SAVE our money?
Now that Carson Anderson
has been acknowledged as No. 2
man in the oil painting depart-
ment, to wit: The winning of
second place in the recent Arts
& Crafts contest; all the boys
are having their gals done in oil.
Corp. Lerman.
Rumor has it that Corp. Rea-
mes was making his daily police-
up trip around. We found out
later that Corp. Bennett’s Christ-
mas tree was among the “trash”
gathered up by Reames. Better
be careful, Corporal, or you
might get one of our G.T. trucks
next time!
“George Washing-
ton Slept Here” is
the title of Ann Sheri-
dan's latest screen
hit, but if George had
seen this gal he’d
probably still be on
the wrong side of
the Delaware!
Pvt. Snow claims he has found
a “home” on K.P. We believe
you, Snow, because Pfc. Carr
says you ate fourteen eggs the
first night.
Pfc. C. E. Reynolds.
Field Artillery
This organization would like
very much to extend a vote of
thanks to Sgt. Vincent McGrath,
T/4G. Arnold Casteel, T/5G. A1
Knechtges, Pfc. Leonard Ander-
son and Pfc. Bud Havens for a
job well done on a Xmas dinner
almost as good as mother makes.
And while thanks are in order,
we’d like to include the members
who did such a fine job in the
Xmas Show, which was heartily
enjoyed by everyone. They were
Meinard Van Ens, John Mills, Ber-
talan “Shorty” Balaz and Bob
Graves.
With a little imagination can
you picture: Martin Powell play-
ing Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony
ir. swingtime? Columbus Young
as Groucho Marx at the Opera;
Ova Walton as a caveman in the
stone age chiseling a letter in
hieroglyphics; Ralph Coleman as
Samson, the muscle man; Harold
Gaunce in a Harem.
T/5G. J. L. Schmerl.
The ping-pong tournament is
making fine progress. Up to date,
Corp. Greitzer is the champion
of our unit. For two hours he
stood at the table and defeated
foe after foe. He sayk, “I am
ready for the finals, and I hope
to defeat all my opponents!” Who
doesn’t?
Pfc. Edwin D. Anderson.
Christinas was well celebrated.
The boys exchanged gifts, Capt.
Lichtenberg played “Santa Claus”
and gave out the gifts after our
big, delicious dinner.
Corp. George Gable.
“It ain’t legal,” says S/Sgt.
Snodgrass. ‘They can’t do that
to us,” muttered T/Sgt. Kelley.
But nevertheless, the little model
home of the first three graders
is now something that used to
be. “Barney Oldfield” Carr really
did a bang-up job of singing Xmas
carols. The master-of-ceremonies
was none other than “High Pock-
ets” Neighbors. We also wish to
send a few laurels toward “Pet-
er” Johnson from Caldwell
County, who was really in his
prime as “Johnson of Old,” and
to ’’Gargantua” Teague.
Pvt. Allen.
We wonder why Pfc. Brewster
thinks so much of his colored
doll lie received? Could be it
brings back memories of West
Virginia? It seems that Pvt. Leigh
is a jack-of-all-trades. We wish
Sgt. Mitchell, Sgt. Caudill, and
Corp. Webb success on their new
assignme ills.
T/5G. R. Jones.
Pvt. Yader met with great dis-
appointment because Santa Claus
forgot to bring him a pair of
“Stilts” for Christmas. So now,
he still has to shave himself
standing on his toes. 1
Pvt. Liblang wishes that some
genius would invent some kind
of a contraption so he would re-
ceive a “Fe-Male,” instead of a
“V-Mail.”
Corp. John. \V. Spista.
Before movies we have a little
“jam-session” with the new
hook-up that Staff Sgt. Lalonde
and Sgt. Harry Baley set up.
The “Red-Wood Kid,” Baldyga,
did a fine job with our new
shower-room.
Pfc. “Scoop” Connors.
Pvt. Brink has ordered his
gold tooth. Keep it shined for
inspections, Brink. Speaking of
teeth, Pvt. Mellon has a new set.
No more soft diet for John.
If anyone wants a pass, just
see Corp. “Pork Chop” Smith.
That is, if you give him your
pork chops. Pvt. Nick Rizzo can
take down his barracks bag.
Santa Claus knows it isn’t a
sock.
More stories of “Power Plant
Pete” Bratel and “Battery Char-
ger” Quattrocchi. It seems "Pete”
wants to drain the radiator
through the over-flow, and “Al”
wants to charge the battery with
(he generator belt off. Boys, you
should know better than that.
Corp. O. Smith.
I wonder why Corps. Hoffman
and Daley are always working
out nights on the exercise mach-
ine. Could it be to keep the
waist lines down?
All the fellows are , waiting
anxiously to see T/5G. “Coach”
Durkin’s basketball team in ac-
tion. Durkin has plenty of pro-
mising material in “Spike” Foil,
“Whitey” Miller, “Hank” Daley,
“Abbie” Bash, “Sore-toe” Zolto,
“Itzy” Homic.k, “Smugg” New-
man, “Wacky” Wackwitz, Joseph
“Julius” Baldyga, Junior. Abe
“Hypochondriac” Abramowitz,
Dom “Zebie” Dileo and “Bom-
bardier” Connors. Tech. Sgt.
“Ribs” Sims was appointed chief
cheer leader.
Staff Sgt. William H. Gardner
has, after 25 years in the Army,
landed an easy job. He seems to
be looking after the boys. He
said, “I’ll try to look after the
little tots.”
It looks like a race between
Corp. James E. Updike and Pfc.
Ernest G. Craig, our two great
romeos, to see who will win
the heart of one fair maiden.
They both think they arc in
the lead.
Corp. Orlancl H. Parsons.
We have quite a time with the
mail for our boys who are in
the hospital. It seems there is
always an argument between two
lieutenants—each wanting to
lake the mail to the hospital.
We wonder why? We also won-
der if they are after the same
nurse?
Pvt. Morrow seems to be very
well acquainted with the fair
maidens. And Pvt. Scott seems
to be very much confused these
days. He is trying to make up
his mind between a career or
a profession.
We are all wondering how
Staff Sgt. McGee is coming out
with the diamond ring business?
Have you written to Jell Molly
that it was all just a misunder-
standing?
Pfc. Matt D. Ilich.
Pfc. Ferrigno not only sings
to his bair-cytting, but since tak-
ing over the PX he “gives out”
while selling cokes and White
Falcons. What a voice!
If we play our hand right,
maybe we can get T/4G. Martin
to sing for us as he did last
night before bed. We’ve heard
tales of his singing, which, they
say, boarders on professional.
Pfc. Zespy is, in addition to his
other duties, now our stage show
promoter.
T/5G. Ross D. Kingley.
“The Play’s the Thing!” We
talked about it,, thought about it,
then saw it and enjoyed it no
end. Pfc. Henze surprised those
who thought that his laugh was
his only virtue! Even Astaire
couldn’t have done better, Hay!
Corp. Meade, with Pvt. Koch’s
a la McCarthy, had us in the
aisles. Sgt. Overstreet and his
boys, Pfc. Brennan, Pfc. Ellis,
Pfc. Holt and T/5G. Mateny,
made us proud of the Engineers.
As did Pfc. McDonald, T/5G.
McLennan, Pvt. Breschan, Pvt.
Stopt of the FA.
Question of The Week: Could
it be those bright red stockings
which keep Pvt. Musky in such
high spirits?
Pfc. Lyman is crowned
“Checker King,” with Corp. Cur-
rie a close second. The stories
we all like to hear are those
T/5G. Thomas relates of his first
days in the Army. We all agree
that lie has never recovered
from those “daze.”
Sgt. J. W. Lyons.
Our basketball team is now in
full swing, having had two nights
of practice. Sgt. Isaac Hornsby,’
who has just returned from
school, has a lot of interesting
things to tell.
Sgt. Melvin E. Dinser.
We’ve all resolved to quit cal-
ling “Wheezer” Whichard “Chow
hound,” so as not to hurt his
feelings. ITom now on we will
refer to him mildly as “The Glut-
ton.”
This swingster is still rolling
them in the aisle with “Fritz”
Golden back on the “screech
box.” Charlie Gallup forgetting,
Blackie Linden pounding, and
poor old “Boogie” suffering. But
everyone likes it.
Corp. John McDaniel.
If it’s true that an army travels
on its stomach, we should think
a world’s cruise would be in ord-
er after having gorged ourselves
with the splendid cooking of Pfc.
Blaco and Rogers, as supervised
by Mess Sgt. Scharrf.
The boys will be delighted to
learn that this writer, at the ex-
pense of a bruised knee, did dis-
pose of that pesky rock. With’
due thanks to S/Sgt. Van and
Corp. Morin.
Pfc. Jack D. Hunt,