The White Falcon


The White Falcon - 27.01.1945, Blaðsíða 8

The White Falcon - 27.01.1945, Blaðsíða 8
s Organization; Mews Three thousand girls in Cadillac, Mich., collapsed when they heard that Joe E. Miller was coming. The only trouble is that they don’t know how much he has changed and how much weight he has lost because of his continual “sweating.” As usual, “Candy” Kenny Stark was in a majority of the pictures taken at a rec- ent TD party at ARC Club watch the show. “Lootenant” llatton is re- ally sweating out the board. I never saw anyone so sudd- enly interested in current events. Bill Donnelly. ORDNANCE ORDANOTES: Pvt. (“Aw, let me” Petrack has found a new hohhv - popping corn. One hour notice is all he needs, men .... The big Gen. Duncan appeared, to be rather adept at the dispens- ation of humorous anecdot- es ... . Incidentally, what would you think of a cer- tain Motor Pool Chief (again po names mentioned) who escorts a fair damsel to and from the shindig hut who, in the interim, abandons her to the mercy of the ravenous' hordes of bestriped hoofers j while he strikes up an ev- ening iong conversation with the bartender — punctuated only by momentary respit- es from the cocktail glass? ■Sgt. C. A. Postler. hand around an ARC host- ess’ .waist .... Dean Garr- 14. Ken even went so far as^ question is why do they call to have his famous right Tec 5 (Irish) Kazmierski the “fruit cocktail kid?” '“Can” it be true? . ... . AVe wonder ett, after putting a cooking where Tec 1 Colgrove is shift in at the kitchen,] spending his evenings. It’s a promptly hurried to the PX| toss-up between the Red to have his supper. Someth- Cross and the pool room. ing’s fishy somewhere— and it isn’t Friday! Tom Moffett is really lone- ly these days and he has our deepest sympathies . .. .Any of the hoys who want to give up their day off should see Ray Rates for the proper instructions. . . . The “Sweat Club” hoys really have things rolling these days with very little time be- tween their gala social funct- ions, They roasted weenies one Sunday night and the next Sunday they roasted anything they could find . . . . Tex Jones'is expecting cattle rustlers at any mo- ment — and lie is well pre- pared. Pfc. Ben Rosenthal. The other day Tec 5 “Red” Leisenring wadec'j through a full pan of hydraulic oil and had to he told about it! The reason? TD — what else? . . . .That is not Jerry Colonna. Behind those waving whisk- ers hides one ea. Tec 4 Ahr- ens. Come on out, we know you. Tec 6 A. Xonny Mass. UURRTLHrn fiSTER Something was missing at the party Saturday night. "Blimp” didn’t give his usu- al “we thank you one and all” speech. However, there "were other diversions to- wards the end of the even- ing. We learn something new every day. Last Saturday <’«us Barreiro taught “Shark”. TIehcrt that four fives heat a full house though it was a jnighty expensive lesson. The men with gambling spirits are giving and taking -odds on who is going to out-! big-deal who down at the property warehouse, Sgt. jBoyett or Sgt Wendt. The mew men are convinced that “Baldv” Boyett is in-; ■vincible,- but the old guard| remembers that Frederick is the old master. Personally I have no favorites, but ■whenever I feel the need for entertainment I’m going to visit the warehouse and More HIGHLIGHTS AT RANDOM from the recent Sgts Club opening: S/Sgt. Bernie “Bulldog” Rogalski was on hand with his usual flock of feminine pulchri- tude — all two of them .... Rival culinary chieftain, S/Sgt. Urton, casting an un- favorable eye on the quan- tity and quality of the gas- tronomical concoctions pre- pared by Mess Sgt. Cable . . . . Sgts. O’Brien and Davis having difficulty remember- ing their surnames after the third trip to the “brass rail” .... You should have heard 1st Sgt. Bianchi relating his now famous “row boat trip to Akurevri” saga to an am- azed audience of female admirers. S/Sgt- “Mendelsohn” Mc- desy “looking responsible” for the whole affair .... WE SAW IT OURSEL- VES: Hut 12 without a pin-j ochle game .... Hut 11 with- out an argument .... Pfc. Keith hi the hut on movie night .... “Eat Boy” Wil- liams, better known as “Mus- cle Head,” passing up hot dogs while in the chow line. (Boy, are we liars!) .... Pvt. Ivupiec at the Red Cross .... Tec 5 “I don’t approve” Ran- liofer making blue prints of a desk which should he a big improvement over the old type. It has been rumored that “Rakari” Anderson is a fut- ure “Valentino.” Be careful, “Rakari,” he led a hard life .... Is “Tomato” ever going to tell the hoys how his lip became so swollen and who did it? ... . We also wish to extend our best wishes to the fellows who were marri- ed while they were hack home. How do you guys like married life? .... Well, that’s all for this week. So until next week, same time, same paper, these are you Booze — we mean News hounds — signing off. his mates was to no avail. He finally did awaken when he made a terrific lunge at a Nazi and fell out of his sack. Outside of a few cuts on his hand (from hitting the bulkhead) our Hero is still in pretty good shape and ready for his next ass- ignment. Chief Smithers, his baby (the fire truck) and his Id little fire bugs are starting to get a little disillusioned about this whole fire busin- ess. They’ve been drilling like demons for the past 17 months and never get to a fire. When they do get a call they can't heat the “all sec- ure” to the gate and don’t even get a ride. One of these days we’ll have a “Chicago Special” complete with the cow and lantern just to make the boys happy. T. Hibson, Y/2c. dtC6 Ben Lenart is a hero! Yep, last week he saved a maiden in distress and killed seven Nazis. During the battle our hero was slashed across the hand and should be award- ed the Purple Heart. The battle was so intense that efforts to awaken him bv “Pop” Jenkins goes on pass quite regularly. Could it be that he is romancing with someone? .... Most of the TD boys recently return- ed from the States looked weary and wan but all agre- ed as to the great time they had while on furlough. ADD TRIFLES: Sgt. Gil- ewski is complaining about losing weight .... Eugene Flanagan of the Boston Fla- nagans is very happy about something. Did the purchase of a pitcher by the “Braves” bring on all this joy? FAMOUS LAST WORDS: Pvt. Gottschalk — “Never happen!”. .. . Tec 5 Weber — Censored .... Pvt. Heitz — “Hello, Baby!”. ... Pfc. Frei — “Chow in the Mess Hall”. .. . 1st Man — “Golly” .... Lt. McBride — “Get with it” (to a jr. officer) .. . Lt. Edgar — “I like it here’ Cpl. L. Auritt. FLASH! FLASH! The lat- est news from the Happy Boys in the Air Corps: Boy, those bovs who came back Send THE WHITE FALCON Ho** a.ioq dunqg jpjq-auo -pUB-OUQ A)!3 31-IOJt A\3(q ‘.I3JSBUi;SOJ o/o UIOJJ from the UK can really tell stories and the more we hear them, the more we want to go on furlough .... Pfc. Ab- bale claims that he was in heaven all the while he was over there and the way it looks, it is going to take him a month to get back to work. The 1st Sgt. told one of the fellows in the organizat- ion that he was going to write to the President and request that he be put on Inactive,Service. The fellow asked the “Top Dog” what that was. Say, bud, what arc you going to ask them when they hand you your dis- charge papers — light a fire with them? .... Cpl- Slievc is wanting a furlough to “you know where.” It couldn’t he where your pretty nurse is located, could it Slieve? .... T/Sgt. Bright is walking ar- ound with a big smile late- ly. It couldn’t he that they finally caught up with that fellow you were looking for all this time, could it, Bright? Mr. Olivetti has a habit of saying “Give ma TD, please” every time he answers the telephone .... Well, Cpl. Stieve finally heard from that pretty little nurse who has been turning his hair gray .... What’s this we hear about a certain fell- ow in the hanger getting locked in his department? Is it that you’re interested in your work, Rogers? Sgt. Angelo .1. Chief[i. It happened last Sunday in Hagge’s Hash House while the men were enjoying a fowl dinner. Several of the boys seated at the same table were trying to solve that age-old riddle of “Which came first, the chicken or the egg?” Pfc. Joe Simmons informed the group that it was the egg, because on Sun- day we had eggs for break- fast and chicken for dinner. Pvt. Ray Kenny topped them all with the question “What came before the egg?” After a brief silence Kenny furn- ished the answer, “Half of a grapefruit.” After that we all left the table because we were fed up with the whole meal. When Pvt. Clayton Fuller was shown his name in the Icelandic newspaper, “Yis- ir,” he couldn’t believe his eyes. The hoys had him gu- essing as to what it was all about. Well, Fuller, it wasn’t anything about brushes, hut catching a pair of eye glass- es on a fishing line in a stream which must have been quite a spectacle in it- self, and the creek was a sight for sore eyes. Pfc. Sidney Glickman.

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