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About Camp Adair sentry. (Camp Adair, Or.) 1942-1944 | View Entire Issue (April 21, 1944)
» npri^a cntPer Lvc S Picture of Pretty Girl Climbing Out on a Limb — I — I Pieframe Girl No In Marine Corps Wins Honor Awai Perhans her constant associa tion with uniforms had something ’o do with it. Perhaps her two ’•rothers in the Marines provided the inspiration. But not so long ige, Jearie McReynolds, who used ’o grace Post Hqs. in a secretarial •apacity, joined the Women’s Ma ine Corps. Through her dad. E. G. McRey- o'ldn. chief of civilian guards on the Post, we learn that Jean is do- ;ng quite well, and proud papa had a letter to show- us what he meant. “The Commanding Officer,” it ■ead, "takes great pleasure in ap pointing you one of ten Honor Wo- ncn of B Co., 28th Training Bn. Your qualities of leadership, the interest you have shown in your initial military training, your apti- •ude for the service and your acad- ■mic standing have all combined o make you outstanding in your ’o. and to thereby bring you this meritorious award.” Jean—we learned from the let- er that her first name is really Annabelle—was the second girl to ■ose for our “Picture Frame Girl" series (Aug. 5 Sentry) and a mighty pretty picture she made. >o. The Sentry "picture girls" eem to have a way of getting on— military, maritally or any other vay. , Jean completes tra;ning April 22. k’uôian// ‘ •'< 'Ji II ». *1 ’“'tnagi'iQ » Camp Adair Sem Friday, April 21, 1944. Page Twelve ♦ What do ysu write about when you have 10 minutes to go, nothing to. write about and a column to fill.? We had those lines already pound ed out. They sounded strangely tfanuhar. A quick thrash through back files to the issue of August 13, 1943, showed why. The “corner” •iiegan with iho.e identical wolds. •It stunk all the way through that time too. oh brother! • What do you write about ? . . . why, you blithering, dodder-headed, censured idiot . . . we’ve done it again! ♦ WE NEARLY FORGOT THAT TODAY IS OUR BIRTHDAY! The Sentry, we mean. At the top of page 1 you will note this is Vol. 3 No. 1, of your Post servant. To day the Sentry begins its third Year of existence us a cantonment newspaper. On August 11, pro vided that we are-still circulating, we wiil begin our third year as a GI Army paper. It was in August of 1942 that the Sentry was re moved from the good civilian cus todianship of Don Wilson of Cor vallis and placed entirely in the hands of Army p> r mnel for writ ing and editing. ♦ When Augi t 11 rolls round, in the event it finds this amiable pa still clutteiing up your Fridays i.s the intent to put our research department to work and come up with one thing which we believe will be significant f< r the many who have spent what feels like a helluva long time on this Post. We mean a history, as complete as we THIS LOVELY CREATURE up a tree is nore other than Grace \ndrew, who brought a lot can make it and as accurate, of of the beauty of Minneapolis with her when she came to t amp Adair to live in Albany and work at Camp Adair. Post Engineers. Grace is 23, S*j’ tall, weighs in at 115 and her eyes are plain downright green. Her hobby is knitting—r.ot necessarily for Britain but for herself and hubby. Teel Charles S. Andrew A lot of men hâve come and have of the 91st Division. Among other hobbies, she likes to dance, but she admitted after this picture gone through these portals, Few, was taken she is not particularly fond of climbing trees. perhaps, who have gone will come back. But our paper, as letters from here.to heligoland indicate, is now performing its small destiny to By S Sgt. Leonard Michelson GIs — and to families of GIs who I Timmons shivered in the rain at 0200 ;. nd sighed. “This is a fine way to celebrate a are here or have been here — in many parts of the world. birthday, guarding a bridge. When I think of Kansas in the spring, and a pretty girl That it is apparently well-re and flowers—” ceived and well-read is a matter ♦---------------------------------------------- "And tornadoes and floods," ad * of pleasure and pride to us. And ded Aniodio, “Fire off a flare: from the rear. "Has anybody gotta An umpire came up. "Y'ou men of comfort. For there are times somebody’s making a racket down copy of FM 7-10?” he asked. “The report to your company immediate I guess with all of us, when un there." The results were excellent. colonel said to held here at all costs ly for reorganization." certainty besets and we wonder A bunch of engineers froze into “No sleep?" asked Timmons. “is this little thing I am doing uneasy silence, and Timmons hap so what do we do now?” “No sleep,” replied the umpire. worthwhile? Why don’t 1 do pily blasted away at enemy squad ty-four of the enemy had come up “Hxve You t—v«..;«« and Stuff” “There’s no time." tnore?” trying to sneak across the bridge. The Kansan muttered to himself. The officer in charge replied. “ Next X-'-»» year," •• said Sgt. Rodick. i "Rain, mud, no sleep. A happy "We have you covered with a • Yes, we will develop for that “maybe you’ll be able to celebrate machine gun. three BAR» and a birthday. Nuts. I should have issue u history, The back-log of at home.” lot of other stuff. Now surren been born five years later." any man. or of any group or of "Another year of this and I’ll der or else." any camp might seem 1 trivial these be so moss-eaten and tired cut I “It would look better if we were I Somebody, Somewhere days, when the very history of won't be a hie to celebrate, I’m all casualties," said Timmons. "We Has Managed to Lose universe is being r written in hard- aging rapidly." would then be obeying the colonel. One Drum, Civil V/ar ship ami blood by r the fighting men Many i.'appv Returns of nearly all the nations through- —------ “Many happy returns of the And we could fill our foxholes and out the world. Have you seen a Civil War drum day." said the leader of the en- go get some sleep. How aliout it, Yet it is not trivial. Nothing that emy squad. "Now come along; sir?" lying around anywhere? reflect* upon your own life is trivial we are capturing you guys." "Okay, you’re all wiped out. If so, please notliy the Sentry, tn you. And nothing that is big "Thanks.” «aid the joy of the Many happy returns of the day.” as the Post Public Relations Of and encompassing to you and stays 173 th. "but we killed you coming “That." said Timmons to Aniodio, ficer has a letter from R. G. Hub with you awhile (oh. Camp Adair!) over the bridge. And we wilt not “is a fine wish. Every week I get bard. Northwest Editor of the Port can help but leave impress upon be captured by such a little .nocked off and he wishes me to land Journal, advising that some you As we look back we realise bunch. Do you want us to lock oe happy about it." officer of Camp Adair, who com that much has really happened here. cheap?" “Never mind." said Sgt. Rodick. plained that he had no drum, was This is a big cantonment. Divisions The enemy withdrew and Amodio “we boys have gotten together and given this drum by Mias Louise have come and trained »nd gone. asked. “Well, if you were back in because we like you so much, we | Linthicum, prominent Portland Red Attached troops from many places I Kansas what would you do? Only have something for you. Of course I Cross worker. have called this their home for a I I’ll take Brooklyn.” you realize that it is difficult be Now this drum would indeed be while. In its span already this ' “Well.” replied Timmons. “1 hear ing out in the woods. So with our I interesting to locate, particularly Post lias made an imprint upon the I there ia a liquor shortage, so boot bvt we present you with this cake." i if we had the original drummer •sen who have been in it and upon legging vrvuld be a good business. Timmons received a large round l to go with it. Anyone knowing the * scare of communities near it, chunk of mud with 19 empty cart- I . whereabouts of a drum which looks which will endure for manv years. , only it ia illegal.” r i^i I stuck on top. like a Civil War drum (whatever “Maybe they will pass a law I a Civil War dram looks like) notify Such Sediment! Yes. we will write a history. I making it lawful." said Amodio. "Buch sentiment deeply the Sentry, and well do something ♦ We’ve no funny story today. We | “By the way, we are surrounded touches me," said Tim mon- I*. "Im . about it. agine a carps« receiving such a I P. S —• Hubbard s letter also do have thanks for the words of I again.” Timmons looked up and saw thir- beaut if al cake. Yea are a fine ■ stated that the officer who has the high praise sent our way by Michael Brooks, editor of the Vancouver j Chalk-u«r a?ie« as. New. in the beach of fellows." He w atched I drum also presumably had on« of Barracks newspaper and are proud parlance, we must go. The Sentry while the rain melted the mad J th« best-drilled outfits at Camp ha hi» hands. Adair. that you unxiehng The must be "put tn bed'* ou con»aler consider HHkWuif Timmons Celebrates a Birthday Sgt. Daniel Boone Cmm Cooke, Calif. (ALNS) — ir*t Srt. Daniel H. Boone, a direcc ’eacendart of the famous hunter, voedman and eatlv settler of that name, is the top non-com of Co. B. ’.2nd Tank Battalion, at Camp Cooke. He is winding up 11 years of service in the United States Army, a part of which was with the Second Cavalry Regiment, in which his great-great-great grand father. Nanthaniel Boone (son of the original Daniell, served in 1840 as a lieutenant colonel, with active service in the Mexican war. Hospital Patients Like 'SS on Air/ Mon. KWIL B' cast “Special Service on the Air,” the Trailblazer program for the men in Station Hospital, broadcast over Station KWIL. Albany, 1915 every Monday evening, is getting plaudits from patients of the wards, reports 70th Special Service Officer Maj. Harvey Blythe, under whose direction the quarter-hour program of music and fun is pre sented. Musical numbers are those re quested by men in the hospital. Each week a unit of the Division is featured, and next Monday eve ning the 275th Infantry will be guests on the program. eatings orner K ♦ Understand the Russians are discarding the “Internationale” as their national anthem — probaoiy composing a tune that the Nazis can dance to! ♦ Those European goverr-wnts ia exile are like dummies in bridge a seat in the game but nn cards! ♦ Some men take their e petieace with poison oak in atai Je - but othera get pretty much puffed up about it! ♦ Breathes there a Ci with a roul so dead who newer baa to himself hath said: This !. TS—M!xiV- —the «"a%^-af!-. a?"*?..«n«!!
