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TUESDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 9, 1943
OFFICIAL NOTICES
Trimming Tabs
Sqnadron I
Classified
FOR SALE—One tuxedo eiise 34 and
evening shoes sixe 8%. Bobby Dobbs, D-12
Walton.
LOST—Last Friday in Library—Brown
Suede Zipper Jacket with large flap pock
ets. It was a gift and would like to have
it back. Reward. No questions. M. Mul-
eahy, K-12 Walton, Box 40€.
Commandants Office
OFFICE OF THE COMMANDANT
Circular No. 10:
1. The following schedule will be com
plied with during the fumigation of
dormitories.
Leggett Hall—vacate 9 a.m., 6 Nov.,
1943 ; re-enter hall—6 :30 p.m., 6 Nov. 1943.
Mitchell Hall
re-enter, 4:00 p.m.,
Bizzell—vacate 9 ,
a.m..
7 Nov. ’43.
6 Nov. 1943;
enter, 4:00 p.m., 9
Milner Hall;vacate 9
re-enter, 4:00 p.m., 10
Hart Hall—vacate 9 a.m., 10 Nov.
•43;
’43.
a.m., 9 Nov. ’
Nov. *43.
a.m., 8 Nov.
No'
reenter 4:00 p.m., 11 Nov. ’43.
Law Hall—vacate 9 a.m., 11 N<
-enter 4:00 p.m., 32 Nov. ’48.
ov. ‘43 ;
9 a.m., 12 Nov. ’43;
Nov. '43.
reenter 4 :uu p.
Puryear Hall—-vacate 9
re-enter 4:00 p.m., 13
2. CAUTION:
The Army service gas mask DOES NOT
afford protection against the fumigant
ny service gas m
afford protection against
being used to fumigate the dormitoriea
3. All persons are warned to stay away
from the buildings in compliance with
the schedule show in PARAGRAPH 1.
ike nec
ing building to be fumigated. Bed
ding will be provided.
whe
ligat
Take necessities ONLY when vacat-
B<
I be pro
By order of the COMMANDANT,
JOE E. DAVIS,
Major, Infantry
Msistant
Commandant.
CANDIDATES FOR DEGREES: Any
student who normally expects to complete
all the requirements for a degree by the
end of the current semester should call
by the Registrar’s Office NOW and make
formal application for a degree.
H. L. Heaton, Registrar.
DISTINGUISHED STUDENTS — Cita
tions from Or. Bolton are now available
in the Registrar’s Office for those stu
dents who were distinguished during the
Summer Semester.
H. L. Heaton, Registrar.
The University of Minnesota
Memorial Stadium got its start
when a cheerleader passed the hat
at a football game, asking the
crowd to help pay for a huge sta
dium to be erected in honor of the
Minnesota men who, at that time,
were fighting in World War I.
Contact
Squadron II
Hoot mon, t’was a wicked week
end that just passed. The zoot-
suiters on the west coast have little
or nothing on us when it comes to
getting in trouble. Come on, gen
tlemen, wise up. Let’s get on the
ball and stay there. Squadron II
has suffered the tortures of the
damned in the past fed weeks.
Let’s all get together and pull this
Squadron right up on top where it
belongs. A very timely remark
was made not so long ago. In a few
weeks this Squadron will be the
senior Squadron. We, and we alone
will have to be the exemplary
Squadron. By our actions we will
help get the entire detachment on
the proverbial ball.
Well, that’s that, let’s all get
down to some monkey-business.
The local grapevine tells that one
of the mob, Mr. Boston of Penn
sylvania, has definitely made ar
rangements for the future wedding.
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Hello there, pull up a chair, and
knock yourself out.
In a basketball game the other
day, Mr. Marshall and Mr. Potts
almost put themselves in the hos
pital when they collided with each
other. I hope you both recover
soon.
Who is the shadow that is al
ways following Mr. Bates aruond?
Why did he move all his belongings
to Mr. Bates room?
The new song of Squadron I is
“Oh How I wish I was ‘Ohm’.”
What is this I hear about Mr.
Potts? Did one of your chickens
injure a wing?
Mr. Robson is certainly in there
fighting when it comes to playing
volley-ball.
I still would like to find out
why Mr. Kisner didn’t know who
wes winning the battle in his
English sueech? Mr. Ekfligg, our
prof, was also puzzled.
Fellows, take it from your
scribe, Squadron I looked great in
the review for the Daughters of
the American Revolution. I cer
tainly hope we looked good enough
to win the review.
What is this I hear about a ta-
letn scout signing up Mr. Uruski,
after he heard Joe play his sweet
harmonica?
This morning we absent-mindedly
walked into Mr. DeSylva’s room
and woke him up. He went into the
bath-room and looked in the mir
ror. He let out a whoop, for he
discovered to his amazement he
had acquired a black-eye. Where or
when did it happen, he asked his
buddies? We still are waiting for
the answer, Mr. DeSylvia.
More! More! Yes, that’s what
everyone wants. They want to see
more movies like those witnessed
at the Detachment meeting.
How is it that all of sudden an
epidemic of lame feet has occured ?
To mention a few, Misters Benis,
Klingensmith, Bell, Lorenzetti, and
Iffrig. It couldn’t be too much
drilling could it, fellows?
What say everyone, this is our
last week of studies, why don’t we
all get a 70 or better in our last
Physics test.
-het
THUMB-NAIL SKETCHES
Mr. Zabolotsky Clapper
Mi-. DeSylva puzzled ? ?
Mr. Wulff arf-arf
Mr. Neiabaur planes
Mr. Bernstein welcome
Mr. Clayton good kid
Lt. Segrest tops
That’ll be all for now, just want
to remind you to hand in your
picture stoday.
Some fellows will do ANYTHING
for a week-end pass. Those old
married men came traipsing into
the orderly room Sunday night. If
married life is such o wonderful
life as it is portrayed by the faces
of the beavers, I think I will take
a crack at it.
“Fingers” Malensky and QMC
Bigelow had their better halves
down over the week-end. When ask
ed why they weren’t all a’flutter
and excitel. They casually re
plied. “After you have been mar
ried for three years, you don’t
get excited so easily.’*
The “ Cuss an’ It’ll Cost You”
club has been organized. Father
O’Rourke has been penalized most
so far. Mr. Mascaro and company
are the charter members and they
pass sentence on the offenders.
Mascaro is garbed in some weird
looking robes. And Mr. Penezick,
collects the booty.
Mr. Robert Eul, former Navy
Ace (I can’t spell very well) did
with malicious afore thought, crim
inally attack, with intent to kill
two huge rats. He has the pelts
hanging on the wall of his den.
Today is definitely the very last
day for those pictures of your
O. A .0. Get them in sometimes
before 8 tonight. Remember, you
need no boxtops. It’s absolutely
free, and think of the benefit you
derive.
Mr. Koury, our small edition of
Clark Gable, was somewhat as
tounded to find that he could still
walk Sunday A. M. He seemed to
be navigating with a full sead of
steam when seen pursuing a shape
ly blonde Sat. Nite.
Mr. May has found a rose in
Texas. He has actually located a
female who is twenty years old and
has never been kissed. “Chucky-
Wucky” is racking his brains try
ing to figure an iron-clad, guaran-
teed-not-to-fail method for getting
teh lass to succumb to his charms.
Any and all suggestions will be
gratefully accepted.
A/S “Bob” Brofft made his de
but last Saturday night, he was
seen along the ’’Great White Way”
of Bryan last Sat. He was out
spreading sunchine among local
Femmes. Quite a boy, that Brofft.
And as a bit of closing advice,
remember gentlemen, Familiarity
breeds attempt.
James L. Anderson Editor-in-Chief
A1 Lorenzetti Managing Editor
Jack Persky Associate Editor
Odell Hawkins Associate Editor
Paul McGinniss Associate Editor
A1 Lorenzetti Sports Editor
F. W. Hennessee Staff Artist
Woddrow W. Harris Squadron I Editor
F. W. Yeutter Squadron II
Winsor Mo wry Squd. Ill
R. E. Wolf Squd. IV
Faine A. Carson Squadron V
Reporters: Anthony Caatelluccio, Earl
Turner, Theodore Wilson. Joseph Canter,
I Ted Levine, William R. Fitzgerald, Ed-
Editor ward F. Callahan, Leroy Mueller, Robert
Editor ‘Brian, P. H. Dillard, R. E. Otto.
_... The ACTD is written and edited by
Editor Aviation students of the 308th College
Editor | Training Detachment, College Station.
Hanger Flying
Squadron III
Now that another week end has
rolled by, let’s see who did what,
though we’ll never know why. Who
is the quaint cvharacter who is
taking up “Joe Benomo’s Muscle
Builder Program.” What’s the trou
ble, pal, don’t you get enough
P. E? .... The other day some
of the inhabitants of Ramp 2 fell
to talking about hobbies, and in
teh course of the discussion it de
veloped that one sweet little thing
crochets to take up his spare
time. We won’t reveal his name,
but his initials are Mr. Robert
Robison .... We can’t imagine
what the trouble is with our
friend Mr. Brunner, but he just
doesn’t seem to make out with the
opposite sex. Things have to come
to such a state that he can’t even
hold hands with a young lady with
out being told to hit the road. What
was the trouble, Mister, were your
hands cold? .... The question has
been brought up as to the age re
quirements for the Air Corps. It
seems that one Mr. Moeller met
his roommate in a restaurant in
Bryan Sunday, and said roommate
was accompanied by a young
(very) lady. Mr. Shock, the other
party concerned, was having a lit
tle chat with the young lady as to
respective ages. It developed that
the young lady was exactly six
teen years and ten months old.
When Mr. Moeller heard this, he
piped up with the sarcastic com
ment “Why you’re almost seven
teen, aren’t you?” Without chang
ing expression, and smiling very,
very sweetly, the young lady re
plied “And when will you be
twelve?” That should teach you,
sonny boy. ... Wet were wonder
ing why Mr. Ed Michaels was
wearing that forlorn, beaten look.
It turned out that a certain young
landy who worked at the Aggieland
Pharmacy hadn't been around. Mr.
Michaels is all smiles now, though.
He discovered that she was work
ing at the Campus theatre. Get
him to do “Gunga Din” for you
sometime. He can repeat it word
for word, because he’s seen it four
times .... Mr. Peterson has been
elected to the presidency of the
“Hot Pilot Association.” This wor
thy party has the astounding total
of two hours in the air, which
makes him about tops for the
Squadron (so he says) .... To
day being Tuesday, it has occured
that today is also the last day for
the submitting of pictures for the
Sweetheart Contest. Let’s get them
in, but please don’t be like Mr.
Verne Miller, he demanded to see
every picture before he would let
go of his. And the astounding thing
is, she isn’t a redhead. We heard
he went for redheads only, but
this one is a very pretty blonde
named Caroline. For further in
formation come to Room 77. (We
were only kidding Verne). And
that’s all for now.
Thumbs Up
Squadron IV
Greetings, Gentlemen! Here it is
Tuesday, the day after the night
before. And that night before—
what an evening. Members of our
intelligent Squadron indulged in
discussing that branch of know
ledge treating the material world
and its phenomeno; natural philo
sophy. Since November 1, 1943, the
day that Squadron IV took up the
arms of knowledge, our Physics
Instructor quizzed our so-called
minds in an effort to see how much
we had learned. He surely must
have obtained the information de
sired, for no two members stated
results with the same answers.
Thus, a lengthy “battling the
breeze” could be heard last evening
in our rapms, trying to decide who
the lucky men were.
We thought the boys on the
lower floor must have been in pret
ty deep when they started rolling
up their trouser cuffs but after
an investigation, found out it was
in preparation for alterations (Use
your own imagination!)
Poor, old Mr. Bendlin, he hure
gets flustered—when trying to
write letters. Someone times in that
Wing News
Right And Wrong
My father told me, numerable
times, that there were always two
ways to do something—the right
way and the wrong way. In his own
words, “Son, there is the right
way and the wrong way to do
everything. If you set your mind
to do something and then go
through with it without putting
your into it, then you have done it
the wrong way. A half-way job is
ten score worse than a job not
done at all. Everything worth ha
ving is worth fighting for, and to
get something worth fighting for
you’ve got to do it the right way.
You’ll possibly have to do a lot of
cooperating and take a lot of or
ders but it’s all part of the hard
knock game of life. Never stay on
the level with a class of people
who have no ambition and who live
their span of life with a distaste
and fear of doing more work than
is required of them. Ambition is
a virtue which every man should
have and it is one of the right
things of life. Ambition can bring
you the things you want most in
life if you have enough of it. An
easy way to stray from your am
bition is to form a companionship
with John Barleycorn. A close ex
amination of the lives of people
of your acquaintance will prove
that John Barleycorn is one of the
most definite wrongs. For whiskey
has undermind the careers and life
work of more than any other sin
gular thing. It is often hard for
men to make correct decisions on
matters when they have a clear
head. So how can a man with a
fogged head make correct deci
sions ? To answer my own question
—he can’t. Nine out of ten times
he does the wrong thing which
leads only to trouble—loss of hon
or, position, and the things which
mean most to him. So, son, £ood
sound advice is to think twice and
then do the right thing. And by all
means do the right thing all the
way—not half way right.”
How many men of the detach
ment can apply this advice to them
selves ? Are there men present who
have relaxed from studying as fully
as they should? Then don’t half
study—do the thing right and put
your ajl into your classes. Informa
tion you gain here will not only be
of benefit to you in the army, but
will follow and aid you the rest
of your life. Are there men present
who are on too intimate terms with
John Barleycorn? Then remember
“WRONG” is John’s middle name.
Beware, for such a companionship
only leads to disaster. Perhaps
there are a few readers who think
that this article is “bunk.” To such
a reader this article is directed.
It’s purpose is to make that indi
vidual STOP AND THINK, “Am
I doing Right!”
master of the t rumpet, Harry
James, and Edgar becomes frantic.
Why, Edgar, don’t you lige Harry
James? He’ll pjut some jumpin-
jive in the letters you pen and I’m
sure they’ll beat ours in the mail.
Keeping a sober face in ranks
comes hard for the gentlemen in
Flight A. Reason: two small boys
who were puzzled over the lettering
on the cover. In usual boyish
fashion one of them was urging
the other to ask Mr. Pnckard a
question about the slab. After at
tempting to get Mr. Pickard’s at
tention several times without suc
cess, the would-be interrogater
finally gave up with, “Oh, that’s
o. k. Jimmy, I don’t think anybody’s
buried there after all.”
Securing a place for your loved
ones to live in Bryan must be a
real task. For at the wee-hour of
two a. m. last Saturday, Mesdames
C. R. Dolan, J. E. Evans, and V.
Maese, arrived in Bryan thinking
their darling husbands had reserved
accomodations for them. Well, per
haps, the victims did try but they
didn’t try hard enough because
these lovely wives had to spend the
night in a lobby of Bryan’s leading
hotel, ’nuff said, I guess—you
know the rest!
According to Mr. Robert Kena-
gy, it isn’t wise to talk while try
ing to limber up with a few simple
‘‘EXHAUST”
Squadron V
Well we walked in, pulled a line
check on this typewriter, yelled
“CONTACT” and the doggone keys
started flying so we won’t be held
fully resuponsible for what is writ
ten here. All old shoes thrown will
be donated to scrap drive for victo
ry.
A/S Turner has been having the
“Oklahoma Dream Girl” dreams.
All the students, in the surround
ing three ramps to him, have come
in to tune in on the “line he hands
his dream girl’’. Sleep talking is
dangerous my lad. Such things you
tell on yourself! Misters Wilson,
Stump, Stiles, Cantor, and others
verify some committing statements
you made while sleep ridden. (Ed.
Note—too bad you weren’t at the
press meeting Earl. Perchance you
could have stopped this article).
A/S Ricci took his ten hour check
ride for Maytag Merresschmitts
last Friday. The only thing he was
unable to accomplish was the fig
ure eight. His instructor told him
if he would fly the figure of Betty
Grable he would accept it. Such
a figure he traced.
America has it’s “Wrong Way”
Corrigan—Texas has it’s “Wrong
Way” Willey. Seems like he ma
nages to leave o. k. but can’t find
his way back to the airport. Don’t
like us John?
Did you hear about our honor
able A/S Jack Persky? He was just
awarded the Congressional Medal
of Honor for shooting down five
Maytags with his imaginary P-38.
His five victims were the Nazis
aces Cantor, Bearisto, Knoch, Mich
aels, and Picard. The ace was veri
fied on his story by his instructor
who saw him press the trigger and
say,” Rat-a-tat-tat-tat.”
Well just to keep in practice for
throwing mud at the coming elec
tion, I guess I’ll tell the dirt on a
couple married men in the squad
ron. Seems as though A/S Lovstad
forgot his marriage vows and step
ped out wit ha lovely red-head. Al
so Mr. Lancaster was under obser
vation when he had the charming
brunette out. (Ed. Note.—Repor
ter was mistaken—said charmers
were the victims’ wives, so you
readers don’t have a scandal at all)
TIME MARCHES ON and today
is the deadline on the picture con
test. Tonight while you sit in your
rooms talking over check rides
there will be a meeting going on in
a secluded room. Members of the
Swetheart Contest Committee will
be pulling their hair trying to de
cide which ten are the most beau
tiful. Remember, men, those pic
tures for the contest must be in be
fore eight o’clock Tuesday night.
Well our check ride on this
writing machine is almost over.
Just have the landing to make.—
Enter 45 degrees downwind, now
45 to right, then a 90 to the left,
throttle back, another left 90, nor
mal glide, coming too short, little
throttle, easp now, back on the
stick, back, back, stall her out
she’s low enough, she’s down, now
a very slight brake pressure to
check her speed, S-turn taxi pat
tern back to the hangar, switch
off, throttle closed, gas on.
A woman is someone who will
need drapes to go with the up
holstery she has in mind to match
the drapes.
calisthenics—such as touching your
toes with both feet off the ground
and grabbing yourself by the hair
and holding yourself at arm’s
length. Mr. Kenagy did a bit of
“aoldiering” on his own time, fel
lows—he walked a tour with one
o fthose wooden rifles. Or as in
Latin we would say Mittus floppns.
Mr. Keith McWilliams is the best
tailor in our Squadron and has
testimonials from such leading men
as our First Sergeant tylr. Ralph
Otto. He is particularly famous
for his sheveron cross-stitch. Paid
advertisement—K. McWilliams.
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KANGAROO COURT
(One act play in Ninety-nine
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City Clerk: Hear ye, Hear ye,
Hart Hall Court is declared in
session, Case of Secoy Versus Ba
ker of Squadron V, Honorable
Judge O. K. Umbriago presiding.”
Judge Umbriago: “At ease! Take
seats!” (Stroking tie)
City Clerk: “Defendant rise—
come forward—raise your right
hand—do you swear to tell the
truth, the whole truth and nothing
but the truth so help your lying
soul?”
Defendant William K. Baker: “I
do.”
City Clerk: “Did you on the
night of November third open your
mouth while standing in ranks,
cry out- chew gum, spit, whistel or
in any way break any of the state
laws of attention?”
Defendant Baker: “I did your
houor. I spoke to a friend next to
me asking him for a match to light
the cigarette I bummed from some
one else.”
Judge Umbriago: “Guilty!! Sen
tenced to 3 gigs or twenty years
at hard labor. Next Case.” (Strok
ing Tie)
City Clerk: “Case of A/S J. F.
Cahill versus G. R. Frisk of Squad
ron II, Defendant arise, come for
ward—raise your right hand—Do
you swear to tell the truth the
whole truth and nothing but the
truth so help your lying soul?”
Defendant Cahill: “I do.”
City Clerk: “Did you on the
night of November 6th on or
around 12 midnight assault Mr.
Frisk with intent to maliciously
render his insensible, and did you
hit him wit ha desk, pound him
with tiles from the shower, and
otherwise embarass him with bodily
harm?”
Defendant Cahill: "1 did but—”
Judge Umbriago: “Guilty! 60
lashes wit ha cat-o-nine-tails. Next
Case.”
City Clerk: “Case of the State
versus A/S Thomas Mahan of
Squadron IV.” Defendant arise,
come forward—raise your right
hand—Do you swear to tell the
truth, the whole truth and nothing
but the truth so help your lying
soul?”
defendant Mahan: “I do.”
City Clerk: “Did you or did you
not appear in public on the evening
of November the fifth at 6 p. m.
immodestly, wearing necktie un
tied, shoes unlaced, hat off, and
belt undone and were you or were
you not guilty of using blasphem
ous language when corrected for
such items by an officer of the
law?”
Defendant Mahan: “I did.”
Squadron IV held their first bas
ketball practice the other night, and
according to Mr. Iffrig they are
coming.along in fine shape.
What do you say, Athletic Offi
cers, let’s arrange a race where on
ly the best ten men in the Detach
ment will take part ,
ment will take part. Some of the
runners could be, Misters Benis,
Hoover, Soto of Squadron I, Mr.
Callahan and Broft of Squadron
II, Misters Raup and Bick fro V
and other fellows from the differ
ent Spuadrons.
Some of the fellows around
think that the Air Corp is a little
off the beam by keeping in good
shape. Heard one fellow say as,
one of the Beavers ran across the
finish line of the 1.6 miles on Sun
day morning, “Gee! those boys
are really eager.”
Sunday noon found another foot
ball game being played between
Squadrons III and I. The game was
won by Squadron I 67-37. Squadron
III played a bang-up ball game
considering the fact that this was
their first game according to touch
rules. Their blocking was a little
rough, but that will all come out
in the wash. Squadron I with a new
addition to the Squadron, namely
Mr. Spillsberry, played at their
best through-out the contest. Bring
on SquadronV, before they leave.
Now we come around to the
topic of tumbling. Beavers, quite
a few accidents have occured in
tumbling the past week. Of course
all of the accidents weren’t acci
dental. Many of these injuries could
be avoided just by applying that
simple formula “Haste makes
waste.” So, my tumbling friends,
next time you go upon thy mat
please take your time and avoid
freak injuries.
Judge Umbriago: “Guilty of Im
modesty and Blasphemy. Ninety-
Nine years and one long dark
night in solitary confinement.
“Next Case.” (Stroking Tie)
City Clerk: “Case of the State
against Editor of ACTD News.
Plea entered for case to be dropped
because of insanity of staff mem
bers.”
Judge Umbriago: “Plea Accept
ed” (this without a moment’s he
sitation) (loosening tie).
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