The White Falcon


The White Falcon - 24.02.1945, Blaðsíða 8

The White Falcon - 24.02.1945, Blaðsíða 8
wnram i > We are wondering if and when Junior G. Dopp, Medic Sgt., gets married will lie call the first kid Junior G. Dopp, Jr. Wish he’d drop the gum manufacturer (Ins ex-employer) a line and ask for a few samples. THINGS WE’D LIKE TO SEE: Pfc. Basil “Pop” Sing- er bringing home one of his hot rumors .... Cpl, “Pal” Martone stop antagonizing a certain non-com who trys to keep him company during slack hours .... Pfc. Cope- land enjoying his movies out loud .... 1st Sgt. Guy Minter (and a lot of Texans) talking about something be- sides the Lone Star State .. .... A rowboat for S/Sgt. Oliver and his hut-mates so they can get out of their quarters on rainy days .... Baum saluting with his right hand .... A real cook .... Someone — anyone — who can swallow those yarns that cojne as easily from Sgt. Mainwaring as a burp .... S/Sgt. Arthur Mary! pass the OCS Board .... S/Sgt. Mc- Farland stop cutting in on his fellow Staff’s girl friend .... S/Sgt. Rogalski with only one love affair at a time .... Cpl. Jack Stevens going out of camp without returning with a broken something or other. Cpl. F. R. Murcko. catches up with him, lie’ll no longer look like Sayre . . . . Congrats, Cpl. Cappar- elli, we thought you would never make what you were after and when the CO found out that you were a truck driver from way back, he said you deserved it. Sgt. Angelo ,/. Chieffi. House, FLASH! FLASH! Here’s the latest news behind the news from the Happy Boys in the Air' Corps! The Sqdn is celebrating the opening of the Enlisted Men’s Club — ORDNANCE ORDANOTES: Congrats to Tec 5 Brucker and Tec 4 rheilen. They took TD seri- ously and “Tripped Down” lie aisle. Lots of lucks, fol- lows .... What everyone wants to know is where Tec > (OK, I’m trying) Cook gets the mascara for his midget Colonna. Cpl. Rupanovic could use a litle — it-says here in small print .... Is it true that Tec 4 Ivorzeneski washes his hands with his gloves on? Could it he the cold water? What Tec 4 tri- ed making points at home with a thrilling and fabul- ous (and fabricated) story of an eight-day life raft ex- perience in the icy waters of the North Atlantic? Ha! It so happens he was so sea- sick he never even saw tlie water! Tec 5 (Bell Jr.) Welker could save a lot of energy used to shine shoes if he’d quit heaving them at a cer- tain Tec 5. It’s a shoe tiling, Welky .... Let’s get this straight. Who really cracks the whip, Tec 5 Cohen or Sgt. Barker? .... S/Sgt. Kvnion’s little woman is al- ready watching for the wolf at her door. My, what point- ed ears you have, Sarg .... It seems that T/Sgt. Kulins has mastered , the seven points on seduction. All he needs now is the courage to and is it a beaut. We want to thank the fellows in the trY them. People have more carpenter shop for the wond- tun than anybody. erful bar they built .... Congratulations to Cpl. Ru- elherg. Wd knew you would make the grade — hut you didn’t go high enough to get off KP, did you? .... Cpl. Vetrano has been brag- ging about himself lately on how good he can give shots. Well, we have to admit he does know how to stick a fellow. Since the recent promot- ion list appeared, Sgt. Viz- on has been affected by cig- ars. Notice Hollywood: the resemblance to Grouclio Marx is amazing!.... S/Sgt. Sayre gets mad when the fellows say something to [ him in a foreign language! and pity the fellow who looks like him! When Sayre 1 Tec 5 John F. McCabe. wears a sheepish grin whenever mutton is served for any of the meals. He calls it “veal.” What are you trying to do, Sgt. Hagg'e pull the wool over our eves? Pfc. Russell H(for Hus- band) Hinds rarely spends a Sunday in camp. He’s busy on the Sabbath Day travel- ing to and FRAU. It seems Hinds gave up good Army quarters to take a better half. ENGINEERS ON THE EYES FRONT: T/Sgt. John Maslerson (the golf champ) after hearing the song “Dance With The Dolly” in- sists that “Dolly” is wear- ing golf hose — because she’s got a hole in one. S/Sgt. Albert (miley) Ko- zak thinks a hull-dozer is a cow’s sleeping husband. Pfc. Jud Hessick recoll- ects that the only way to best the horses is with a whip and the only way to make mon- ey on horses is to sell saddle soap. No doubt, Jud is sadd- le but wiser. Pfc. Sidney Glickman. Mess Sgt. Herman Hagge, proprietor of “Hagge’s Hash Who are those two Ice- landic beauties who have become the pin-up girls of the MPs? .... T.D. is wond- erful. John Horan has gone on the wagon. Not only that — he was found in his sack blissfully, soberly asleep at 1900 hours on his own birth- day. But say “TD” to Gil Fuller, then duck! Wonder why? Bill Ratlnnan’s blushes at those parties always bring him wild applause. Louis Green, Jack Wander, and A1 Call say “There’s been a misunderstanding about the ‘Sweat Club’.” Roscoe Pace has a whole fistful of snapshots of his children which he’ll display with or without request .... thoSe new Pfcs. look self conscious in the new stripes — “Act of Congress” is their boast .... Will James is ex- plaining that two of the lads twisted his arm when he gargled that wine and that he hasn’t done a thing he’d he ashamed to tell anyone. Feeling any pain in that j arm. Will? Cpl. Ken Stark. For a lime it seemed as if the whole communicat- ions Div. was going to come Shortt and Polusky doing a trick in the Sick Bay. Shortt finally got rid of those ap- pendices he’s been carrying! around through his long life, while “What’s the Scoop” Polusky was getting inject- ions for saddle boils. His greatest difficulty was sitt- ing down, I understand — and it can be said that his malady definitely had him on his stomach. Everything is as it should be again and you can see that the Plnn’s did an excellent job with both lads by the way they’ve started tackling their re- spective jobs. Bolusky ig de-,1 finitely riding that swivel chair at the switchboard in true jockey fashion which1 is a fine indication that his cure was complete. Glad to see you back, fellows. The big game hunter, Mar- ty Lundy, finally captured tharf ferocious animal he had been on the trail of for the past, three weeks. It seems a little too cocky. He wanted some cheese for dessert and got his “wittie” nose caught. T. Hibson, Y2/c. and “Goona” Spears which ended in a draw. A return match is in the making .... We wonder when “I love that man” Kolaz is going to win a ping-pong game — at least we can’t say he hasn’t been trying. Butch and Chuck. “Jansy Wansy” Janowski (sky), last year’s most valu- able soft ball player, has announced his retirement from the game — claims it’s too strenuous. All we can say is we feel awful sorry for the “poor, poor boy” .... Tec 8 Perry is sweating out his replacement already. We feel sorry for this poor “Rookie.” Do you think the Chaplain can help him out? .... One more thing about our boy Janowski. He’s cur- rently being labeled as the Shape! Lookout for your title, Miss Vorne! .... Last \ week’s sporting events came to a close with wrestling | match between “Irene” Ford Send THE WSITE FALCON *<»«> A a'po Avaj^ Ga^snuqsoj o/a ajaq dunqg i ! 4“30 I : jjBi{-auo : | -puu-auo! | aauia 1 UIOIJ f QURRTERmRSTE R WAREHOUSEMENS’ WO- ES: Pfcs. Compton, Ponce and Scherfel didn’t know they had been promoted un- til they returned. We’re al- ways glad to provide a ple- asant surprise upon your re- turn .... One morning this week Treesh and Tuttle were both up before 1000 hours. Wouldn’t have be- lieved it if I hadn’t seen it .... Bill Hylton says the generators aren’t at all con- siderate in picking a time to break down. Getting up at 0900 after three hours sleep was a rugged lick. Best recent example of fu- tile effort: Ellery Fields and John “Give me a few more minutes, Honey” Crump trying to hold each other up last Saturday night. Anoth- er form of John’s amuse- ment was dropping hand- fuls of candy into the wish- ing well .... Poor Sam Marsiglia got exiled -— fate worse than death .... Since Jack Pinette has returned, Van DeMark, the little dict- ator, has been terrifically busy. As a matter of fact, he has bed sores to prove it. Bill Donnelly. TRUCKING TOPICS: Thanks to Sgt. McArter, the gym is now open. He really did a swell job of install- ing the equipment. It seems that Cpl. Schuback took loo much medicine ball at one time, judging from His groans. Congratulations are in order for our new Tec 5 David Blankman — the forlner Pfc. Blankman .... Sgt. Rappleye likes powder puffs, we hear. Is that a new fad in the States, Sgt? Dan Conway and O’Mall- ey are singing a new tune, “Paper Doll,” causing every- one to wonder if -the Love Bug has bitten them. I on- ly know what the big boys tell me .... We’ve been threatened with a PS to this column. Ok, Cpl. Miller, don’t say I didn’t invite it. Cpl. Eruy D. Marsh. PS: Marsh — remember people who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw rocks. You’ll need a bigger ami better drooling cup the next time you go to the chib. - - Truckman D. Luxe.

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