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Page Twelve Friday. January 21, 1944. Camp Adair Sentry i THE ................. UNPRIVATE.. CORNER .... Timmons on Assault I 'Ain’t We Ever Gonna Charge Downhill? Tec3 Bob Ruskauff Managing Editor ♦ The question has recurred too often to dodge any longer. Is Pvt. Timmons, whose exploits have been recounted on this page for several past weeks by one Pfc. Leonard Michelson, man or myth? We have never seen Pvt. Tim mons, but quoting Pfc. Michelson: “Brother, he AIN’T a myth. He is a small GI package of TNT!” All of which sounded so intriguing that we have pledged to go further into this character of the 275th Regi ment and his Boswell. It seems that Pvt. Timmons is at times even more marvelous than the stories about him. ♦ If there are any people who should know what kind of juke box music wears well and which doesn’t it should be the gals in the PXs or the restaurants (etc.) of nearby communities. So we discovered why, of all the current pieces that are played to death, the gals least mind constant renditions of the “Boogie Woogie,” by the band of one T. Dorsey. "You can hear it 40 times a day and still have to wiggle your feet,” said the girl in the Corvallis cafe. What, though, of such as F. Sina tra’s “Sunday, Monday or Al ways”? The gal informed us that from now on out she will simply detest F. Sinatra and all that he i , stands for, Sunday, Monday and always. ♦ It is too early to note whether the plan of Bakers A Cooks School to put lids depicting Tojo, Hitler and the garbage man’s hog on the GI cans in which chow hounds scrape off the waste food is the success hoped for, but the sign posted by S/Sgt. L. Moss in our Her hair is auburn, her eyes deep brown and she lives up in Salem mess hall indicated a sudden rise town, does lovely 26-year-old Ruby Richards. Pieframe lass No. 26. in wastage during the week. Per- I [ But she works hard as fountain manager of PX 3. not only because she haps the thought of passing those i likes her popular boss “Mom" Musgrave, but just because she likes to gruesome faces besmirched by un I work hard, pouring coffee and dispensing a friendly smile with every One of the most colorful address eaten GI chow militates against i sandwich to the GIs who line up three deep at the counter. Lissome eating the chow. Ruby is a native Oregonian. Salem-born. Among other vital statistics es in the 316th Engrs. weekly "eye > she is a’ 7” tall, weighs 128 pounds. She likes Oregon. Camp Adair and witness” orientation series was de- ♦ “Augie" and “Moe” are two dancing. But her heart is with a paratrooper at Ft. Benning. Lt. John ! livered last Saturday by Col. John Reynolds, executive of the 91st Div- characters seen lietimes at the SCU Richards. I arty and former observer with the Non-Com Club. They were over British Sth Army in Africa. heard on a recent evening in seri- The stork is blamed for a lot of I’ROV INC: THINGS WILL ous conversation, which went in Col. Reynolds was attached to things that were really cause by a this vein: COME OCT IN THE WASH 8th Army GHQ as an observer for lark. “I have,” said Augie, "a won- The GI laundry has reached a a major part of the British ad derful invention in this here com new all-time low, or should we vance in North Africa, and was pass. If we could only solve that GI Gripes say high. Anyway. Pvt. Joe little problem.” “Yes.” sighed Moe, Doakes of Btry. A. 347th FA Bn., Eye-Witness "that problem is kind of a tough (he wouldn’t give us his name) one all right.” opened up his bundle from the A |Mipular character from Indi- I local “Chipso Factory” and ana known as The Deacon, who had found a dainty brassiere. been standing by. was not adverse i He swears that it wasn't a to hearing about the problem. gift from a friend. “Well.” said Augie, "she always . The laundry, when checked, comes out 366 degree's to the cir thought it all very funny, but cle." »ffered no Constructive explana- “Then what is the problem?" said! ion. the Deacon. “I should think 366 degrees would be enough.” No. 26: One Lump or Two, Sugar? Then there’s our Pvt. Bill Sand lin, who back in civilian life was a I printer and publisher by trade and ' a policeman at times and at heart. Pvt. S. is often delving into litera ture and is pretty sure to lay as a suggestion for the I’nprivate Cor ner something such as the follow “Justas Clark Gable is about to ing upon the desk: confess his love for Lana Turner A beauty, by name Henrietta the sound is cut off to page CpI. Just loved to wear a sweatah. Scrump back to his orderly room." Three reasons she had: This plaint of Pvt. Bob Hanra To keep warm wasn’t bad— han. QM St V l»ll. earns this But her other two reasons were week's two simoleons for the best bettah. Id gripe. OH. ETERN %L YOUTH Bridgeport, Conn. (CNS) Mrs Arpad Kanaco was seeking a di vorce on the grounds that her hus band was living with another wom an. "Have you any children?" asked the judge. "Yes.” admitted Mrs. Kansco. "seventeen." (Ed Note: If all goes well. CpI. MrDonnell nill this week go on furlough, so may lone all inspira tion to do GI Gripe on his return. That’s how furloughs affect people Hut don't let that stop you GIs. Our artist is bound Io become unhappy again. Former Observer With British 8th Speaks to 316th Trailblazer Magazine Wants Pix of Division's Men While on Furlough What did you Trailblaters do on your furlough? Ski? Dance? Ride a tricycle ? Buy a duck ? Or just plain nothing? The Trailblaser magazine wants pictures of you doing it. Ender i with the Tommies when their consideration is a page of "fur forces broke through the famous lough pictunea,” showing what the El A lamein line. soldiers of the 70th did when they “Most of the fighting.” he told got out from strict GI discipline for j the engineers, “was waged along a a while. Pictures should be clear, with road winding around the rim of the plenty of contrast in blacks and continent, not far inland from the whites to insure good reproduction. Mediterranean. “Even so. the greatest handicap, Send them to Trailblazer Kaga me. c o Public Relations. 70th perhaps, of the campaign was the Division Hq.. Camp Adair. Ore., or lack of landmarks. Often men and bring them personally to the same units became lost in the midst of a address If mailed, use cardboard battle, and the confusion which re backing to avoid damage. suited was costly.” By Pfc. Leonard H. Michelson Timmons puffed up the four teenth hill of the day. “Hey, sarge, can’t we attack downhill for a change? This is getting mono tonous, to say nothing of tire some.” “Fix your bayonet, and get ready for the assault,” returned Sgt. Holcombe, “and no more of your laying down for a five-minute break to fire off shots either." The Kansas genius obeyed like the good soldier he is, and started his attack on the run. In a few seconds he hit the ground a.id lay still. “Timmons,” said the Sarge, “get up. What the devil do you think you’re doing?” “I’m dead,” responded the hero of Co. B. “A Jap bullet got me, or else I dropped dead from ex- haustion. I’m not sure which!” Noting the glint in his leader’s eyes, Timmons regained his feet, and helped wipe out the enemy. • Co. B sat around for the in evitable critique. “That’s what I like alxiut these problems," said Timmons. “These critiques are swell. We don’t learn much, but the rest is wonderful.” “Are there any questions?” asked the officer in charge. “Yessir. Why do we always at tack up a hill? Don’t we ever get to fight on level ground?” asked the pride of the 275th. The officer was very cagy. “Sup pose you try to answer your own question,” he replied. Timmons answered brightly. “It seems to me that we are always assaulting uphill, so thaf when we get into combat and charge down hill for a change, we’ll be so happy we won’t care what the Japs do.” “Could be,” said the officer, “but the enemy will always defend on high ground.” “Well,” said Timmons, “I wish we could fight in Kansas. There ain’t no high ground in Kansas. Kansas is wonderful! There’s only one hill in the whole state. I guess when I get home on furlough I’ll climb up and down it once a day just to keep in practice. Look, lieutenant, are there any horns growing out of my head? I’m be ginning to feel like a mountain goat!” Answers to Yankwiz 1. Washington, D. C. has no mayor. 2. A valet. 3. That it was minted in Denver. 4. WREN—Jenny Wren. 5. A small baking dish. 6. A poem of seven lines or verses. Corporal: She gave me a look you coyld have poured on a waffle. Pfg.: She looked at me like I was a side dish she hadn’t ordered. —Salem Elklet. ♦ General Eisenhower isn't the only one who is planning an invasion— understand the Republicans have similar plans for November. 1944 ♦ Can’t understand how that Ital ian hoot keeps going—they lost the heel when they kicked Mussolini out. ♦ Then there’s the GI who thought the fiscal officer had charge of the calisthenics program ♦ Well, said the private as he looked out of the stockade, they can only bust me to a civilian!
