The White Falcon - 23.01.1943, Page 5

Troop
Hews
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The Organizations
Augmented by an Infantry
band, our unit held a formal re-
view this week to honor Charley
Holliday, who received the Sol-
dier Medal for “heroism without
thought or regard for his person-
al safety.” It was a very impres-
sive sight.
And now that Jimmie Green
know’s he is making corporal,
he’s renewing his romance with
that gal back home. Rumor has
it he even found enough courage
to send her his picture.
10-—E—C.
Sgt. Mike Vale has acquired
the name of Walrus, because of
that overgrown mustache he’s
wearing.
The C.Q. has a regular picnic
waking up the KP’s, especially
Pfc’s. Conway and Roy R. Miller.
Just wake them up and run like
hell before they bounce a GI
shoe off your noggin.
Corp. Stanley Carter.
A homemade rumor has it that
Sgt. Shea intends to conduct one
of those cheery early morning
radio programs. Fashion Note:
The short haircut, about M inch,
is popular again. As worn by Pvt.
Antony (Red) Gervase, it is guar-
anteed to make you irresistable.
Pvt. Warren (Snuffy) Smith is
back from (lie hospital. Inter-
viewed in the chow line, he. said
a rest cure was all right, but
give him the wide open spaces.
Snuffy’s appetite is not impair-
ed, we are glad to report.
T/5G. E. S. Ivaufmann.
Yep, they have done it again;
we mean those song promoters,
O. B. “Red” Early and Michael
“Sike” Sikora. T/5G. Early has
just helped to boost the sales for
that hit, “When I grow up, I
want to be a G-Man and go Bang.”
Mike Sikora is still plugging with
style and grace that sweet, lift-
ing melody, “I Am Just a Black
Sheep.”
Pvt. Thomas Meagher.
Field Artillery
Despite what everyone else
says, Charlie Montellaro still
claims no Louisiana mosquito is
any bigger than a turkey. The oT
gang feels mighty proud the way
Ch?e of its members walked off
with the truck drivers’ champion-
ship. •
We wonder if T/5G. Jenkins
lllini Meeting
A get-together for officers
who are alumni of the Uni-
versity of Illinois will be held
Thursday at 2000 hours. For
location of the event, officers
are invited to consult the dai-
ly bulletin or telephone the
Base Bond Office.
got his rating because he is the
carpenter, plumber, electrician
and “house builder,” or if it’s be-
cause of some hidden trait?
T/5G. Allen.
Corp. Calvert told a certain
Sergeant that he had a register-
ed post-card. Imagine Calvert’s
surprise when the Sergeant came
back and told him he didn’t have
“no post-card.” Tsk, Tsk!!
Corp. Geo. Gable.
Klead(|(aarters
Sgt. John V. Stick is doing a
fine job running a bingo game
every Sunday night. It’s easy to
win and the prices are really
swell.
Pfc. Thom Treacy received this
poem from his gal friend:
“G.I. SOAP.”
Oh, G.I. Soap, of thee I sing,
You’re chemically an awesome
thing,
Concerning you my thoughts
are rife,
Y’ou dominate my G.I. life.
You take the. grime from
barracks’ floors,
You shrink my long, green
woolen drawers,
You peel the grease from pots
and pans,
And chew the skin right off
my hands.
You eat holes in my cotton jeans,
You sanitize G.I. latrines,
You’re in my hair, my clothes,
and now,
I even taste you in the chow.
Your powers of destruction seem
the answer to a chemist’s dream.
You look as though you’re
meant to be
Just soap. Inside, you’re TNT.
The war department isn’t wise
To waste time on inventive guys,
All G.I. soldiers have the dope.
Our secret weapon’s G.I. soap.
By “Ding Ding.”
Air Warning;
This may officially be called
“Sergeants’ work week.” The oth-
er night Schmigel and Trachtman
unloaded a truck while the rest
of the men slumbered. They claim
they did anyway. Then M/Sgt.
McCarthy cleaned up our supply
room all by his lonesome! That
must be what they call an all-
out war effort, isn’t it?
Ed Buddy.
The night sessions in the new
dayroom are a welcome pastime.
An infantry dance orchestra fil-
led the room with real up-to-date
American song the other night
in the approved. American groove.
To the boys of the “Fare-thee-
well” mail calls: ’tis better to
have loved and lost than married
only to be bossed. Women are
a “sometime” thing. Sometimes
they love a man and his money.
Sometimes they just love his
money.
Corp. Thomas Young.
Have you noticed: The new
stripes on Blinton’s uniform? It
is reported he’s going to visit a
tattooer on his next trip to town.
The look in “Wolf” Juhl’s eyes
— he got a telegram t’other day;
she’s worried. That C. D. Boyd
is not reading the dictionary any
more. That Knape is still wear-
ing his wool socks inside his
overshoes instead of a pair of
shoes.
Cigars passed out by Pfc. John-
ny Ciulla were warmly appreci-
ated. The baby’s name is Rose
Marie Ciulla. Doesn’t that sound
musical? T/5G. Herbe Pumford
and Pfc. Walter Bartus also were
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informed of brand new daught-
ers. Tsk, tsk — a bumper crop
of girls. It’s getting less of a man’s
world every day.
Pfc. David T. McNeil.
“by mistake.” At least that’s his
version of the story!
Our ping-pong tournament was
won by Pvt. Richard Berk. Vito
Catolo walked off with top hon-
ors in the checker event.
Pvt. Vincent J. Parrino.
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We don’t know what happens
when an immovable object meets
an irresistable force, but when
speeding Knobby Rose met park-
ed G. I. truck, Knobby got a
“Prime Mover’s Bounce.” It won’t
happen again for Knobby now
has a nice, shiny flashlight.
Quoting our (would-be) Jug-
gler, T/5G. Bernard Mojeski: "I
had at least twenty-five plates
in the air at once, until I dropped
the cabinet.”
Pfc. Clark.
Our dayroom looks more prom-
ising every day. Someone has
Swish, Hardy!! .... It looks like
really got that feminine touch.
Pfc. Aurrichio is doing some gen-
eral house cleaning, going to bed
with a washboard and a broom.
Or is he trying to play “Scrub
Me Mamma With'A Boogie Beat?”
.... How come Corp. Meyn wak-
es up every morning with his
girl’s picture beside him? ....
He claims the picture falls off
the wall during the night, but the
boys know differently.
“Scoop” Snooge.
Pvt. Nelson is hiding under his
hat these days because of his re-
cent scalping by so-called barber
Pvt. Waseity.
The personnel is burning mid-
night oil writing a pamphlet for
Pvt. Bourn on how to make up
a bunk in one easy lesson. Any-
one having a crystal ball for sale
or trade, 'contact our local for-
tune teller, “Madame Francis.”
Corp. Oran E. Thompson.
The current literature trend
finds an overflow of blood and
thunder Westerns. All we need
now are spurs that “jingle, jangle,
jingle.”
Pfc. Myerson and Pvt. I)e Mar-
tine have now synchronized their
shores to sound like one twin-
engined bomber. The new Army
regulation concerning the mail-
ing of packages will hit our jive
artists, who eagerly awaited their
fresh batch of new platters. How
about a revival of the barber shop
quartette?
Should offensive strategy plan-
ned' by Coach Durkin work out
well, the basketball team ought
to prove a scoring sensation. His
training program employs the ex-
tensive use of the blackboard and
motion pictures.
Pvt. Edmund P. Rezetko.
Pvt. Jack Mandel seems to be
having troubles (heart) with his
North Carolina “harem.” He re-
ceived cards and gifts from all
’cept the leading lady. He thinks
she may have sent it to a Marine
Pvt. Robert Phillips.
T/5G. Boone believes that his
pockets should be used as refer-
ence boxes for his wife’s letters.
Boone said that he gets too few
letters from her and has to keep
reading them over and over again.
What about that, Dale? It seems
that t^c “Old Soldier,” Tehan, is
very skeptical about approaching
his boys with relief. The other
night one of the guards stopped
him dead in his tracks, yelling
“Halt, who goes there?”
Pvt. A. M. Sachar.
The fellows have thought of
chipping in to buy Pfc. A1 “Duck”
Dorenfest a cushion for the seat
of his chair so he can reach the
tap row of keys on the type-
writer.
Pfc. Joe Polak, immediately
after receiving notice that he
made Pfc., rushed to his foot
locker, and began looking for the
chevrons he has been saving. But,
to his disappointment, he found
that the moths had beaten him
to them. Joe’s buddies saved the
day though. Now all he needs is
one set to sew on his pajamas.
Pfc. Edward R. Barkhaus.
Ju*t to settle all the commotion and debate, here’s a GEN-
UINE camera study of Ginny Simms, eye-filling songstress.
Air Cor|>«$
Sports predominated the week,
For instance, we have most of
the winners of our elimination
competitions. The men who quali-
fied for participation in the Com-
mand-wide playoffs are Leon
Kolodner, checkers and pinochle;
James “Baldy” Riggs, cribbage,
and Bill Clausen, chess.
Play-offs in ping-pong have
already produced our five-man
team, consisting of Mario Desab-
atino, Buster Kearton, Joe Ros-
en, Melvin Ashlev and George
Niesel, two matches remain to
produce a champ. Desab and Ash-
ley eliminated Rosen and Kear-
ton in four and five games, re-
spectively. A semi-final match be-
tween Niesel and Desab will de-
cide who meets Ashley for the
championship.
Corp. Dan Groth.