The White Falcon - 03.03.1945, Blaðsíða 8

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Organization Mews
We understand that em-
ployees of “llaggc’s Hash
House” are entitled to wear
“hash marks” regardless of
the time spent in the ser-
vice. Because of the “marks”
they can eat in one arm jo-
ints hack home. This is food
for thought.
Tec 5 Richard (Zombie)
Smith, first cook on the sec-
ond shift, insists that “hash
marks” are German curren-
cy to he used only for purch-
asing food. This proves that
Smith knows his enemy.
The watch on the rhyme:
Tec 5 Ralph (Morpheus)
•Kiefer was having his pict-
ure taken while on the sack,
when into number nine
shack, walked Kozak and I with Padrevila. Better watch
jeep. He must have set a
new consecutive record for
driving in the ditch.
One way to tell how long
a man has been in Iceland
is to observe how many
limes a month he leaves the
mess-hall carrying his tray
with him. Cpl. A. B. McEne-
arney has been a frequent
offender recently. He help-
ed the process along a little
by posting changes in the
ARs for Sgf. Hatton last
Monday.
Bill Donnelly.
Tlje gang would like to
know what Big Deal “Pop”
Bremer is trving to work out
Hack, both hoys sharp as a
tack, when they saw Ralph
on . his hack, enjoying a
snack, they gave him a
whack. Kiefer said he was
either hit by a Mack or a
Jack. That’s the picture
made by Ralph Kiefer, “Sad^
Sack.”
Pfc. Sidney Glickman
QUORTERmRSTE R
TRUCKING TOPICS: We
heard the “Little Beaver”
and Mack making some der-
ogatory remarks to each oth-
er — something about- a
door. We hope they settled it
peaceably. . . . Thd company
zoo has diminished by two
since Bill’s black cat and
Mendel’s white mouse hav?
disappeared. Has anyone
seen them?
Monday afternoon brought
everyone out from hibernat-
ion in their sacks to take
photos, hut by Tuesday only
the busy beavers of the comp-
any were up and about ....
Now that the club is funct-
ioniiig on all fours again,
let’s hope that we have a
big crowd tonight.
Cpl. Ermj Marsh.
WAREHOUSEMAN’S WO-
ES: Favorite pass-time for
Hie “old-timers” is telling
the rookies how tough a
storm can he here. Oh, well,
they’re harmless .... The
' slit-trenches have been no
respecter of rank — nearly
everyone from the lowliest
private (Nufrio) to the CO
has* fallen in them once or
twice during the past week.
It’s the opinion of all who
rode with him last Sal. night
that Pfc. Treesh would do
better with a tank than a
lim, Pat! .... “Hal” Varn-
ey gets called every morning
io do his roadwork. They tell
us he finishes off-by climb-
ing three flights of stairs ..
Iodine on the hare skin
will show off stripes to ad-
vantage if you can endure
die after effects, says Bob
Fuller .... George»(“If you
uan’t send a man ....”) Dol-
en is fast becoming a model
•oldier. Last week alone lie
pressed a pair,of pants —
not only that — he put in
wice the normal amount of
reases .... Since discover-
ing he does it, Jake Garn is
wondering what he said in
his sleep when on TD.
Cpl. Ken Slark.
Cpl. Bill Bennett looked
all beat up when he got back
from TD. Surely married
life isn’t that rough ....
Peter (I’m too easy) Jencis
is quite a man with the ladi-
es ... . Believe it or not —
Sidney Goldberg has finally;
made _Pfc. Anything can
happen now. (He’s from
Brooklyn, too.) .... Pvt.
Charles E. (The Waist) Har-
ris insists that his present
job is making him lose
weight.* Could it he that the
cooks are no longer giving
him thirds? .... Cpl. L. Aur-
ill is getting “Nervous in the
Service.” Every 15 minutes
he comes into the Btry office
begging for news as to when
lie’s eligible for TD .... We
advise Marvin Blankenship
to he a hit more choosy as to
which latrine he uses.
Pfc. G. W. Cletcher. j
What first-three-grader is
sweating it out afte# being
married so short a time?
Well, anyway CONGRATS
to all of our TD boys who
took it seriously and “Tripp-
ed Down” the aisle
FLASH, FLASH! Pvt. Speic-
her and the Gay 90’s were
greatly relieved when they
found that their game with
the Grippers was to he post-
poned. The snow helped —
but the real reason was to
give Red and his compatr-
iots more time to gel in
shape.
Sgt. Arujo still seems to
think that a Gen. Officer
wears only one star! Tsk, tsk,
Isk, Sgt., what will MacArlh-
ur say?
Tec 5 John Campbell.
Kg. C0.-4SC
INTRODUCING — your
new camp chatter column.
Starting-off with a greeting
to those new faces seen ar-
ound the mess hall. May
your stay he pleasant. In
order to even things, a fare-
well to those who’ve left for
home and a short, pleasant
stay there.
Candidate for the title of
“Most Maligned Man in
Camp”: the Plans and
Training NCO! Honest guys,
it’s not his fault .... Speak-
ing of candidates, one M/Sgt.
from the camp “Futility”
Section is our choice for the
“Wolf of the Year” title. Just
ask Dave how many times
Elaine called him the other
night to “Discuss the light
meter readings over a cup
of coffee.”
If you have any choice il-
■ems (hat would look well in
, print, make up a note and
drop it off in the Orderly
Room.
Robbie.
Wonder why “Pulsx
Wootsy” Moore keeps look-
ing after our boy “Shape”
Jaiiowski?. . . . Who was the
fellow who put on the limp
when he learned we were
going to -do some drilling?
We won’t mention namesbui
his last initals were F-L-E-N-
K-E-R .... “Injun Joe” Ro-
mero seems to he pretty well
showed under with his fem-
inine followers. How do you
do it, Joe? .... “GI” Bcldin
was seen. sweating even in
this cold weather. Could it
he his time is drawing near?
.... “Tomato Tomeo has
given up basketball for the
fast game of ping-pong —-
but is siiil having trouble
winning even when playing
an amateur .... “Fat Stuff”
Williams claims the record
of “Hot Dog King,” having
eaten 13 of them in one me-
al. Bless. ,
Batch and Chuck.
es for Dusty and a slight
hump for Bocchieri.
Our eminent fish sales-
men, Wahl and Traverse,
believe in advertising their
products. First, the two of
them go into a dance and
then go from table to table
in the Crew’s Lounge ask-
ing the men to have a piece
of herring.
T. Hibson, Y/2c.
atiofi
In case you are wondering
why there are so many guys
at chow on Friday morn-
ings, we might call your at-
tention to the fact that “Sil-
ent” Walker is on the job.
In his usually efficient man-
ner, he creeps quietly from
hut to hut waking each man
personally with a gentle pat.
In the more obstinate cases,
the bed is tilted ever so gent-
ly until the law of gravity
prevails. P.S: It works!
We don’t mean to cast any
aspersions on thick-skulled
Brooklynites hut the queer
accident that happened the
other night has set this-de-
partment to wondering. It
seems “Dusty” Rhodes (lie’s
from Texas) and “Sack-
time” Bocchieri (he’s from
Brooklyn — God bless it!)
bumped each other’s heads.
The net result — five stitcli-
Lots of people in high
authority arc wondering
what Hank Jeskey’s secret is
for rolling “four’s” the hard
way so consistently .... Joe
Veronesi insists that it isn't
true that he keeps his re-
placement locked in the hut
to make certain he doesn’t
wander too far. The fact is
Joe never lets him get out of
sight .... Harry Buzbv,
Warren Skalisky and a host
of others are looking for-
ward to another spaghetti
feast after enjoying the one
the other night so well
Mike Eppolito is telling ev-
eryone within earshot of the
beauties of New York town
and while doing it is enjoy-
ing all over again his recent
stay there .... George Grig-
son, after eating a supper
that didn’t satisfy his appeti-
te, loudly told Mess Sgt. Spiel
that he was “a brave man to
show his face after that
meal.” All he got for his
wrath was a loud “ha, ha!”
S/Sgl. Daniel F. Carmody.
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Cpl. Leaver, the man who
hauls all the groceries, has
that far away look in his
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eyes — dreaming of the old
Cowhampshire Moon. And
the S-4 oracle, S/Sgl. Nor-
mand Soucy, has the same
j look — for the same state.
Can it he that he hopes to
be headin’ for Nashau soon?
Wedding News: The man
who whips up the officers’
ration, S/Sgt. “Mike” Kotu-
bey, was married recently
....Toe McLean, home on
furlough, sends word that
lie’s running in double har-
! ness now: and S/Sgl. Bender
| is sweating out TD to Mt.
i Carmel, Pa., to put the bridle
ion his favorite pin-up girl.
M/Sgt. McCarthy looked
for three weeks for his gal-
; oshes and finally found
them among the' overages
his bunk-mate, Supply Sgt.
Chas. Gelvin, was preparing
to turn in. No wonder Mc-
Carthy refuses to talk to
the Windy City banker.
Cpl. F. R. Murcko.