The Apache sentinel., 1944-05-05
. Hq. g Hq. Det.
333rd Ordnance

AuIlOuSIl llnQ IIldJ upon my ar
rival at Ft. Huachuca = Buffaloes.
They have taken over again eprices
and everything are up) it's for GER
tain that they will be on the ball
with all the chicks for miles around
if it's not off Limits"
In our Battalion Headquarters
there have been lot of changes, we
have lost Pete Pack Troop" Nell
son. He blew his wig to the SER
geant major the other pm, also we
lost 3 very good supply sergeant,
he is Sgt. Sandy Walker We wish
them lots of luck in their new out
fits. 1t has been brought to my
. attention that T/Sgt.e e"Pappy" Stout
who usually comes in three straight
stiff nights a week shouting Fall
Ain! Fall out!" is still going strong.
While away on furlough I under
stand that the Headquarters and
Headquarters Detachment had a
great time at their party held at the
Post Sergeant's Mess, the main fea-
ture of the evening being Cpl. Carl
Eat En- Up" Bryant who, after
, eating the dinner. proceeded to fill
his pockets with chicken, mashed
potatoes, gravy peanuts and many
other things, but it was all in fun.
It wasn't the beer, was it Bryant?
1 would like to congratulate Cpl.
Smith on his recent promotion to
Sergeant-a well-deServed one in
deed.
Our good personnel sergeant,
T/Sgt. Sykes, has his ears tuned for
the conductors call "Englewood
station, next STOP" and his lovely
wife, Ann, is his day-long topic, and
I don't blame him. incidentally,
should insert here the poem that he
dedicates to her, SO here it is:
TO ANN
The moon comes golden on magic
town
And that is not a sight to see alone.
The impish stars engage in winking
down.
They know! full well how hearts, are
y overthrown.
So 1 suggest that since. the night
conspired
To please us thus, that we in turn
should meet
And that before our languid hearts
grow tired
We search, for moonbeams on the
shadowed street.
For this is all that life can really
bring:
The sudden glance-the whisper IN
the dark
The hidden promise of sweeter
spring,
The flame that leaps from such a
tiny spark.
The moon is golden and the night is
new
And have golden things to say to
you!
This is just one of the many
poems that he writes for her, we
think it's quite good.
Our Sgt. Major Scarborough looks
like a bird in gilded cage since
he took over the mail orderly job.
Pvt. Fowler swearS that he is prob
ably used to that and that Way
cross. Ga. is a much better place
to live than anywhere in Arkansas.
Our battalion now has assigned to
it chaplain. He is 1st 1t. Elliot
L. McAdams, formerly stationed at
Camp Mccain, Miss, and we of the
battalion gratefully welcome him.
The bride of Captain Harry G.
Caldwell, who was recently married
while in school at Aberdeen, Md,
is Joining her husband at Ft. Hua-
chuca. Officers and enlisted men
of Headquarters and Headquarters
Detachment join in welcoming her.
We find that the unauthorized
taking of a government vehicle for
various purposes can really be a
serious thing, if anyone doubts this
he may be enlighted by asking Sgt.
Might Rider" King for details con-
corning this matter.
Note-Men of the battalion are
still wondering why Sgt. King and
Pvt. Rose consume more food than
the average infantry soldier and is
it true that they have meals at the
PIX in addition to their regular
meals?
What master sergeant was stop
ped at the entrance of the PIX and
told to straighten up and fly right
and is still warm over the incident?
Our medical detachment lost
fine dental tecnnician last week. He
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