The White Falcon - 16.10.1943, Síða 4

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THE WHITE FALCON
OUR FORCES — ALWAYS ALERT
PuuiisUed by ana ior tue American Forces, under Uie super-
vision of G-2 Section. Managing Editor, T/3 Gene Graff; Asso-
ciate Editors, T/5 Joseph T. Koren, T/4 John G. Wentworth;
Art Editor, T/4 Harrison Standley; Circulation Manager, Pfc.
Ollie V. Amick. All photographs are by the U.S. Army Signal
Corps unless otherwise credited.
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Newspaper Service, War Department.
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Entertainment
Even the soldier who walks a lonesome guard patrol
at an isolated outpost or the gent who spends his GI
time on KP duty are aware that a definite boom in the
entertainment field is taking place in Iceland. There
was a time when IBC personnel gave out with caustic
remarks about the fact that this garrison apparently
was “the War Department’s step-child.” But that’s all
changed now.
Motion pictures and radio broadcasts, of course, still
lead the parade, offering splendid diversion on a regul-
ar schedule. But just for the record, here’s what was
on the entertainment docket for Servicemen in Iceland
last month: Arrival of a new USO variety unit; one-
night stands by Boh Hope and Jack Benny and their
troupes; opening of “Angel Street,” successful three-act
stage play, and the IBC touch-football tournament.
This impressive list is just a start, according to the
powers-that-be who supervise recreation and entertain-
ment for enlisted men. Already a group of four USO
girls, composing the first overseas contingent of its kind,
is preparing “The Doughgirls,” an hilarious stage hit,
and a large gymnasium, with plenty of spectator space,
is under construction.
Nothing can alleviate the distance we’re separated
from our homes. But it certainly is encouraging to real-
ize that arrangements are progressing so well to make
this winter in Iceland as comfortable as possible.
Magnificent Protest
Six tall and shapely showgirls in San Francisco took off their
'cUth.es and picketed the Office of Price Administration head-
on" tors in their “scanties” displaying a placard reading, “Short
B ookings are Shocking.” They wanted the OPA to recognize
(he plight of tall girls who cannot get long stockings.
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SHOVELS TYPE.
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Grade Fields, the English comedienne, has convinced the
people of America that she knows just about all the answers.
.... After a concert recently, she was asked which she liked bet-
ter, Tschaikowsky’s 5th or Beethoven’s 9th. Grade answered,
“Montgomery’s 8th.”
An American who managed to
escape from Germany pointed
out this week that Himmler, the
executioner, does not look tough
at all and that the Gestapo chief
actually pets dogs and feeds pige-
ons...... AVe are glad to get
straightened out on that. ' The
way we first got the story was
that Himmler petted the pigeons
and then fed them to the dogs.
It just goes to "show you that
we have probably misunderstood
Himmler all along....... If the
truth were known, good old Him-
my probably doesn’t even beat-
his mother.
Joke dept.: A deaf woman ent-
ered a church back home with
an ear trumpet. Soon after she
had seated herself an usher tip-
toed over and whispered, “One
toot and out you go.”
Bob Hope is still reminiscing
about his African tour. He says
the bugs and insects over there
are right up with the times.....
“I had an awful time catching
those mosquitoes,” Bob recalls,
“because they all had fighter
escorts.”
Question box:
Pilot: I convinced my girl that
I’m a big shot in the Air Forces
and now she wants to go fly-
ing. AVhat shall I do?
Co-pilot: If it’s the girl I saw
you with last night, get her a
broom.
Said the Nazi radio yesterday:
“The Russians are using strong
forces and seem determined to
break through at all costs.”....
The “costs” this week included
about 4,000 Germans.
Americans in Australia have
found that the kids down there
aren’t much different from the
kids back home. They are pretty
hard to get ahead of in an argu-
ment.
The Navy tells the story of
how a couple of Australian 12-
year-olds paddled their little
home-made canvas canoe out into
a harbor to look over one of
our troop ships. An officer, stand-
ing on deck, explained that com-
ing aboard was out of the ques-
tion, but the kids insisted. Fin-
ally, the officer lost his temper.
“Scram,” he yelled. “You can’t
come aboard!”
The boy in the stern of the
canoe stood up, squared his jaw
and asked, “Are you the captain
of that ship?”
“No,” the Navy man answered,
“but I’m the third officer.”
“Well then,” the boy came
back, “you’d better learn to be
more respectful to your superi-
ors. I’m the Captain of THIS
one.”
A man who said he was a tech-
nical engineer for an aircraft
company asked the court in Se-
attle, Washington, this week if
he could change his name. . . .
AVhen asked what his reason was
he replied that his present name
was embarrassing in his type of
work. He preferred not to be1
known as Mr. Botch.
If the MP’s in Iceland think
they have their traffic problems
they should hear what happened
to a sheriff in Idaho recently.
Called to a lonely country road
at 6 a.m., he found there two
motorists sitting in their cars
and glaring at each other. They
had been there twelve hours,
Each one refused to back up to
a wide spot in the road to let
the other man pass.
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Qepaht&h
(AVhat would you be doing in
the States at this moment? was
the question The Inquiring Re-
porter asked this week. Here are
the answers:)
“I would probably be work-
ing in the Maine
General Hospit-
al,” explained
dark-haired 2/
Lt. Juliette G.
Bellefeuille, AN
C. Miss Belle-
feuille was work-
ing as a private
duty nurse in
Biddeford, Me.,
before she cast
her lot with Unc-
le Sam.
Pvt. AValier Long said, “I would
be on my way
to a nice, warm
strip of beach
along the Geor-
gia coast line,
all set • for an
afternoon of tan-
ning myself in
the sun.” A\Talt-
er comes from
Atlanta, Ga., and
is 21. He is a
member of the
Tun n pprs
“I’ll tell you exactly what I
would be doing,”
declared Pvt. Je-
rome A. Jarvis.
“I would with-
out a doubt be
in some bar, sip-
ping a drink.”
Jarvis, 30, be-
longs to an Anti-
aircraft unit, and
as a civilian was
a cabinet mak-
er. His home is
in Chicago.
“That’s easy,” answered Pvt.
Richard Moore,
“I would be
sweating it out
in some sawmill
way down in
Dixie,” — Moore,
24, is an Infant-
ryman, and be-
fore joining the
Service was in
the lumber busi-
ness near his
home in Colum-
bia, S.C.
CHAPLAIN’S CHALLENGE
“And if thou doest not
well, sin lieth at the
door.”
Genesis 4:7.
AVhenever we hear the old
wail, “I locked myself out,” il
is at once taken for granted
that the story-teller is only
harping about his front door.
And yet, there are a myriad
of ways by which men are
daily “locking themselves out.”
For example: an impulsive
act, an abusive word, a petty
theft, and doors are suddenly
closed to real pleasures, sin-
cere friends and priceless op-
portunities. Truly, he who liv-
es carelessly and speaks reck-
lessly is the same wiseacre
who years later looks back
and sees himself as the “fag
end” of wisdom.