The White Falcon - 23.12.1944, Blaðsíða 8

Welcome to J. J. Martin —
our new 1st Sgt. The boys
in the PX say that J. J. has
a great innovation coining
up for Christmas Day. To
really get in the Yuletide
spirit, he is going to have
all the ranking NCOs pull
KP for the day — including
himself. It will be more than
a pleasure to see such out-
standing personalities as
Sgts. Boswell, Young, Martin,
Scholl, Rosendorf — and
maybe Cpl. “Slim” Moffett
— on the chow line. What
do you think of the idea,
gang? Great, eh?
Seen around town: Vito
Palombello and a certain
five and dime redhead buy-
ing baby clothes. We hardly
know what to think — so we
won’t .... One of these days
Ray Ellis is going to go to
sleep and when he wakes
up is going to find out he
missed the boat. He has such
a tough time getting out of
the sack.
The gag of the year 1944
was when Ray Bates hooked
up the phone to the Orderly
Room and did his own ver-
sion of the latest newscasts.
His “bombing” of New York
was more realistic than the
original Orson Welles versi-
on.
Pvt. Ben Rosenthal.
The Tacoma Committee
for the Entertainment of
Small Children sent Nels
Van DeMark his most priz-
ed Christmas gift —( a Yo-
Yo. As yet, it’s a little beyond
his mental capacity, but und-
er the able tutelage of Dixie
Dugan he’s learning fast. The
only trouble is that it inter-
feres with the sleep of Ed
Nauertz. According to G-2
GI Christmas carolers present a final
Christmas Eve tour through the Command.
‘dress rehearsal” preparatory to their
Eckenherg, Ed gets so much
sack time that he has a “US”
implanted on his back. Ex-
cept, of course, on Fridays.
Mario Scerbo has been try-
ing hard enough to desert
the ranks of the faithful hus-
bands, but I guess they don’t
go for the cute, fat ones. In-
cidentally, redheads seem to
be the favorite with the Cold
Storage crew — Ellery, Ed
and now Mario.
Famous quotations from
“Windy” Boyett: “I guaran-
tee that my lecture won’t last
more than 30 minutes.”
Thirty cases is all we could
get — hut it’s better than
nothing. Merry Christmas!
Bill Donnelly.
Dee Jungers gets plenty of help from GIs and sailors
when it comes time to decorate the Christmas tree at ARC
Club 14.
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CHORISTERS-
‘TWAS THE NIGHT BE-
FORE CHRISTMAS: Mistle-
toe was conspicuous by its
absence....A few observed
the customary Yuletide
warning of “Do Not Open
Until Xmas” by delving into
the contents of packages
received three months previ-
ous .... Melodic strains of
Christmas Carols emanating
from the vocal chords of
Cpl. A1 De Guido and Chef
Cpl. William’s choral group
which made the rounds of
the neighboring Nissen do-
miciles. Some observers ter-
med their vocal efforts ange-
lic — but their clean-shaven
countenance's were yet far
from cherubic. .. .Mess Sgt.
Cable’s culinary crew burn-
ing the midnight oil in pre-
paration for the morrow’s
repast.
AND ALL THROUGH THE
HUT: Cpl. Charlie Collier
lacking up a modest size 15
stocking over the “fireplace”
. .. .Sgts. Knapp and Gelvin
conspicuous by their pres-
ence (what, no dates?)....
Pfc. Leaver feverishly de-
vouring pages, chapters and
sections of the celebrated
Soldier’s Handbook.
NOT A CREATURE WAS
STIRRING: That’s to be
expected. A beer ration cer-
tainly helps to put one in
the arms of Morpheus.
Sgt. C. A. Postler.
Harry Bernhard’s stulka
says she has to work nights
to pay him all the money
he wins from her in screwy
bets. (Only kidding, Harry, '
we know you don’t take the
money from her.)
• We wonder if it‘s true that
Walsh in the Radio Shack
told Simpson the barber to
cut half of his hair off? It
seems as though he didn’t
(ell him which half he want-
ed left and Simpson, always
willing to oblige, started cut-
ting the half nearest John’s
scalp. Don’t worry, John, it
will grow again and probab-
ly nice and curly.
T. Hibson, Y/2c.
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