The White Falcon - 07.04.1945, Síða 8

Organization Mews
IT COULDN’T HAPPEN
HERE: The Marines telling
the Sea Bees what a swell
outfit they are. .. .At inspec-
tion, the Captain compli-
menting a sailor on Hie large
shock of hair he possesses . .
. . Seeing a Master-at-Arms
in camp without his badge
.... P.D. Kuhn refusing a
bar of candy .... Woodie
and Smitty getting drunk on
liberty.
Swing to Strawinsky at
the Crew’s Lounge. Someth-
ing new has been added:
Piped-in music to supple-
ment the Juke Box. The op-
erator of Station NOX says:
“Judging from requests,
Dinah, Bing, Harry and Ben-
ny are tops —- as for Frank-
ie --------!”
It’s respectively suggested
that the low man on Hie Mar-
ine muster list study up on
bis Icelandic. Someday Han-
na won’t be “heim” — and
then what’ll he say to Mama?
Bob, Frank, Ted and Phil.
We’ve seen many schemes
for making a few extra kron-
ur — but the other day a
certain KP topped them all.
It seems that one Sgt. want-
ed seconds on cake. This
sharp KP immediately proc-
eeded to barter with the
Sgt. The KP is five kronur
richer; the Sgt. (minus five
kronur) got his cake.
Tec 5 Bishop of the Depot
is-quite a fixture at the Red
Cross. Nice going, Bish. A
charming friend.
Tec 5 Copeland is highly
in favor of more parties
such as the last. He insists
that we have one every week.
It’s not a bad idea, eh, Capt.
Alexander?
Pfc. Jud Hessick.
reason being those pajamas.
However, our own nominee
would be the self-appointed
battalion commander rec-
ently reduced to squad le-
ader.
On the spot reporting
discloses that the “Three
C’s” are an up and down
aggregation. Their rallying
cry could very well be “Oh,
mj' aching back!”
Now hear this: The sect-
ion hereby challenges the
company to a softball game
to be played anytime and
any place. If Hie Challenge
is accepted, tell Hie master,
his aide or P. Draeger.
McCasland and Carmody.
The old sage came up with
this: Post-war Berlin looks
like an ideal place for paint-
ers and paper hangers to
make a fresh start. It*s loo
bad Hitler won’t be around
to cash in on it.
The 1st Sgt. tells us that
the reddest face in camp
’tudder day belonged to
“Follow me” Burrows. The
QUARTER m fi S T E R
WAREHOUSE WOES:
Good luck to 1st Sgt. Hatton
in OCS. Remember you were
an EM once .... Highlight
of the week: Capt. Carlisle
showing the boys how they
toss boxes down in Texas.
Overheard in the mess
hall: “You don’t mind so
much because I stole vour
girl, do you?” Never mind,
Walton, you’ll get another.
Special added attraction:
Sholes, Murphy, Borin and
Bill, “funeral directors de
luxe,” on SD to Sgt. Wendt.
Hit of the Week: Our new
Model T Cpl., Shorty Pot-
enza, doing a little laundry
work on the boys in the
well-known game of chance.
Sgt. Joe Farrell.
TRUCKING TOPICS: Pfc.
Messarosh is the best physi-
cal specimen in the Co., oc-
cording to the doctor.' Take
a bow, Ed, but watch that
grease trap .... Cpl. Waltz
look his fellow liutmates’
wishes of “pleasant dreams”
to heart the other night.
Anyway, he leaped from
bis sack during the wee
hours, shouting “The war is
over!”'
Hill and Harris Building
and Loan Corporation bu-
ilds if someone will loan.
They do a good job, though.
Cpl. Ervy D. Marsh.
We’d like to take this op-
portunity to mention a little
guy who is one of the busi-
est men in camp. Turco, the
Tailor, is doing a beautiful
job of keeping the pants and
blouses in camp, together.
Keep up the good work,
“Turk,” — maybe someday
we’ll break down anti have
the waist band let out on our
slacks.
Our erudite friend, Sgt.
Easka, has become a lover
of milk after a party thrown
in one of the huts. Wonder
why? This same hut, we’re
told, has a T/Sgt. with in-
somnia who insists on shar-
ing his trouble with every-
one just at morning chow.
In closing, I might ment-
ion that our little canine
friend in P-6 is definitely on
the 1st Sgt.’s list, after Sat-
urday’s inspection. After all
Buss, growing hoys will be
boys.
Robbie.
Cpl. Wm. J. Taylor is get-
ting to be some sort of a
chow hound. He’s always the
last to leave the mess hall
— and it isn’t because he
likes those four walls, either.
Sgt. Joe Black feels more
at ease since he got those
few letters from his TD
bride Hie oilier day. He’s
sure been sweating those
out.
Tec 5 Pecoraro has left
the fire fighters to manage
the PX. He says that being
a business man is much bet-
ter for the liver. Some guy,
this Pec.
Pfc. De Baise has climbed
another step up the ladder
by making Tec 5. Nice go-
ing, John and congratulat-
ions!
Tec 5 Francis J. Pesik.
The Sqdn. wants to put in
a good word for our new
mail orderly, Pfc. Hansen.
You’re doing a great job and
keep it up, Hansen.
The mess sure has been
putting out the meals since
Sgt. Durham has returned
from furlough. We missed
Durham’s meals and his
bragging.
One of the impossibles
happened recently. The duty
Sgt. helped the KPs peel
spuds! Boy, what is this
Army coming to? Before you
know it, the 1st Sgt. will
be doing it.
Sgt. Baum over in Hut 48
thought he was a good Ping
Pong player until the other
day when S/Sgt. French and
Sgt. Yigon challenged him to
a few games — and that was
when he gave up.
Sgt. Angelo J. Chieffi.
eyball season should be a
great success.
THINGS WE’D LIKE TO
SEE: A pony for Cpl. Leigh t-
lv to help, him wake up the
EM for reveille .... A cue
tiji that will never wear out
.... A, good cook .... More
hot water in the messkit
laundry .... A silencer for
1st Sgt. Minter’s whistle ....
More steak dinners .... A
tray with sideboards for Pvt.
Cawly to eliminate wear and
tear on his shoes during
chow time.
Tec 5 F. R. Murcko.
We wonder how long Phil
Gerson will be able to stay
true to Jane with all the loc-
al belles chasing him. The
way he’s been acting, we
have reasons to think he
made some rash promises
while home on TD.
Staff Brown, why don’t
you make up your mind
which one of the girls you
want, so some of the sweat
boys can have a chance?
You better watch your
step, Foley. You know what
happened to Bardon and
Lalaguna. Staff Bardon is
wringing his hands these
days in the old Staff Martin
style each time a new cust-
omer arrives.
Brookfield’s profile sug-
gests that everything about
him is 4-F but bis uniform.
Cpl. Ken Stark.
Sgt. Fogus has been look-
ing very gloomy this past
month. Could it be he is
dreaming of the Lone Star
State and those wide-open
prairies?
Now that PT is in full
swing, the softball and voll-
IIow many of you have
ever stopped to think about
the amount of time a musici-
an spends learning his in-
strument before lie is pro-
ficient enough to go into the
professional field?
Believe us, it covers a long
period of tedious, nerve-
wracking years to learn ONE
instrument well. Bob Lann-
erd, our one-man-band,
plays ten. He handles cap-
ably the soprano, alto, tenor
and baritone saxophones;
the clarinet, trumpet, tromb-
one, piano, bass and drums.
And, be doesn’t have a beard
that reaches-to bis toes!
Famous last word from
Steve Messineo: “You want
to bowl tonight?”
Bob.
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ORDNANCE
ORDANOTES: That loud
noise you heard the other
night was merely “Dixie” as
sung by Pvt. Wedge and Tec
4 Mai Ire — as they weaved
gracefully up the road. We-
aved is right .... Hey, Sin-
elli! Who is Mildred? F’gosh
sakes, if you’re gonna talk,
Talk! Don’t mumble. It’s
awful hard on the ears —
especially when one’s asleep.
Tec 5 Genz found a pair
of very, very pretty pink
panties in his cot the other
night. He says they were
pul there as a gag. Are they
GI, Genz? .... Is it true that
Tec 5 Sanders is taking in
washing? There’s your
chance, men. An interview
is all that is necessary.
Tec 5 John F. McCabe.
And Still Losing Them
Since Sept. 1 the Japs have
lost 10,000 fighting planes,
says Gen. George C. Kenney,
commander of the U.S. Far
East Air Force.