The White Falcon - 01.12.1945, Page 4

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by Milton Carilf, creator of "Terry and the Pirates*
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...REALLY, I DON'T SEE WHY
SOLDIERS AREN'T KEPT IN THEIR.
CAMPS WHEN THEY'RE NOT FIGHTING,^
RATHER THAN SEINE ALLOWED To
’ OVERRUN ALL THE DECENT
PLACES... AND THEIR WOMEN’-1
— WELL, MY DEAR. ...

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FOR THE TAXES WE PAY,
ONE WOULD THINK THE
GOVERNMENT COULD
PROVIDE A PLACE
THOSE UNHAPPY LOOKIN6
FEMALES AND THEIR.
CHILDREN ONE SEES IN
THE PUBLIC PARKS—OF ,
WEAR RINGS, PUT—
Organization Mews
Our Thanksgiving Day
dance really hit the spot and
the stulkas really looked chic
in their formal gowns. If the
crowds get any larger: at the
dances, it might he necess-
ary to move some of the
walls at Club 14 to provide
more room for dancing.
Another spot where the
walls have been interfering
is in Hut P-25 where Sgt.
Keene and his football
stars Shymlock, McDonnell,
Otto and the other residents
have been battling their
brains out during the pig-
skin season. Their “Brain
Bowl” contest is scheduled
for this coming Wednesday.
A few tickets are still avai-
lable.
Tommy Raum and Sig
Aftanas, two ardent ice-skat-
ers, have finally had their
pravers for freezing weath-
er answered. Special Service
has plenty of skates for all
you other winter athletes so
drop around.
One of the hoys in the EM
Mess rolled a spare and then
a strike at the bowling alleys
one evening last week. For
an amateur that isn’t bad.
He’s a modest fellow and
ask me not to mention his
name. Being an honest re-
porter, I’ll adhere to his re-
quest.
Cpl. Irv. Nusbaum.
BROADSTREET
Hasty goodbyes were said
to “The big wheels,” Sgts.
Potter and Higby. We will
really miss the old FBI’s.
Those two wet nurses
Rosie and Gar really have
their hands full these days.
Feeding six pups via the
eye-dropper system isn’t
easy. Sometimes I think we
would be better off going to
the dogs.
The mystery of the fall-
ing pole hasn’t been solved
yet. Seems gravity really
works.
Before I go any farther I
want to compliment all the
cooks for the splendid job
they did on the Thanksgiv-
ing feast. That brandy sauce
set the meal off just right. A
potent dish.
Sgt. Hornfeck and McMur-
ry, the Prince and the Pau-
per of KP’s, deserve a clap
for the spirit in which they
served the meal. Just what
spirit I won’t mention.
One class “A” two-legged
ratter is now available. Call
or see Smitty in Hut 3. For
references, see Pfender or
Fox.
Tec 5 Collins.
ORDNANCE
WILL' THIS BE TRUE IN
1955?
Petersen Jr.-“Daddy, give
me a nickel to buy an ice
cream cone.” Pete the Civ-
ilian-“Shut up and drink
your beer!”
Davidson and Breja sup-
ervising construction on the
new concrete highway to
Reykjavik after they have
worn out the present one.
Clutz and Cremeans rush-
ing down to meet every bo-
at; praying some of their
former friends will be a-
board hut they always end
up turning sadly away and
return to camp, clutching a
couple of empty Brenniven
bottles.
Cobler and Koenig are
now running the most cor-
rupt city government Dallas
has ever known.
Friedrichs is brewing the
best beer in Milwaukee and
Chaney is helping him
drink it.
Hoehrn and Leisenring’s
Garage is doing a rushing
business; whenever they can
find a mechanic to do the
I work.
The annual 249th Reun-
ion is being held in Cleve-
land this year and Chair-
man Colgrove is proposing
a toast to those dear depart-
ed brothers who were left
behind.
The lnil door hangs open
and in slides Daubert yell-
ing he just heard the points
are being lowered to five.
With that startling news the
door swings shut on this
little fantasy.
Bruce Paschal.

QUORTERnriRSTE R
Orchids to Daigneau,
Parla, Marcolina, and the
rest who worked on the
Snack Bar. A successful ent-
erprise.
Along the Milky Way we
find DePasquala, Rossi, C.
Potenza, Rici, Tanenbaum
and Tony with the person-
alities at 23, Johnston, Atchi-
son and Quain, the wonder
hoys, will decorate our
Christmas tree come the
25th. Two say they’re leav-
ing. We doubt it.
Does your understudy
seem different lately? Is he
moody, depressed? Tell him
about our combat days and
how well off he is.
G-2.
Because of the safety re-
cords of U.S. airlines, air
passengers will soon be able
to buy for 25-cents the same
trip insurance which has
been costing them up to
FBI: Say Doc, How Come All
The Shades Are Drawn?
Doc: Well Son, You’ve Just
Come Out Of The Ether
and There’s A Fire
Across The Street. We
Didn’t Want You To
Think The Operation
Was A Failure!
Despite the rough roads, the trip to Vik proved to be
an interesting experience. Pfc. A1 Lisk of Ft. Pierce, Fla.
did a skillful job of piloting the vehicle, so all we had
to do was sit back and enjoy the scenery. And surpris-
ingly enough, there was some very awe inspiring sights
along the way. We passed several beautiful waterfalls
and as we approached Vik we could see the huge Myr-
dals Jokul glacier. The mountains were outlined maje-
stically against the sky and as we wound our way to
the top of them, we could look down and see green
valleys stretched out below with sheep and cattle graz-
ing on the mountain slopes. We were indeed subjected
to the hard, cold, desolate beauty of Iceland.
All of the men of Vik are doing an excellent job, but
the men of the weather unit should be given special
mention for the extreme conditions under which they
work. To reach their shack on the top of the mountain,
they must climb a steep mountain road which is about
a quarter of a mile long and often lias a slope of about
60 degrees. They do this no matter what the weather
may be. We realized how difficult it was, for even the
jeep in which we rode had difficulty making the grade.
Each man sweats out a lonely eight hour shift with on-
ly his periodic weather readings and a radio to break
the monotony. Often the shack is shaken by a fifty mile
an hour wind and 120 mile an hour gales have been
recorded there. The men say that sometimes it seems
as though the hut is going to take off.
Another who should he especially commended is the
cook of the outfit, Cpl. W. A. Hickman of Hondo, Tex.
He cooks all the meals, seven days a week and does the
baking besides. On bread baking days, which is about
three times a week, he works until the early hours of
the morning to provide enough bread for the men. He
takes particular care and interest in his work and we
can testify that he specializes in delicious steaks and
pancakes.
We did not get a chance to see and interview all of
the men, but a few others that we did observe as doing
noteworthy work are: S/Sgt. Burl L. Inbody of Sisters-
ville, W. Va., chief radio operator; Sgt Russell L. Hersch
of Big Lake, Minn., chief of the weather service; Pfc.
Loren J. Pelno of Tupper Lake, N.Y., medic; and S/Sgt.
Milton D. Haines of San Antonio, Tex., chief of radio
maintenance.
3 he rest of you should not feel slighted, however, for
it was easily seen that yours is no small job and that
it is being done well by you. We enjoyed your hospitali-
ty immensely and we hope that your work can be brought
to a speedy conclusion so that you may return home.
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