Bradley beam., 1945-04-28
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ADVENTURES WITH A JUNIOR
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Ladies and Gentlemen-of the radio audience. Boppo, the original burp drink, takes pleasure in bringing you a play by play de cription of reveille in barracks POP, Bradley Field, Conn. It's a beauti- full morning at this Air Base, the sun is peeping over Somers Noun tain in the East and as yet all the men are still sleeping tucked com fortably in their little GI beds. Cpl. Ed Kelley is talking in his sleep and Cpl. Squires grunts in cadence, otherwise all is peaceful, including Pfc. Black of Joplin, Mo. ... Now, folks, as we look at our watch, we see we still have a few minutes time before the light sleepers real
 ize dawn is here and we would like to tell you about Boppo. Boppo makes you burp, and, as the old philosophers were wont to say, "A burp is as good as a smile" You can see the connection, folks. Burp- ing comforts your face into a smile and Boppo causes burping, so for beautiful smile-drink Burpo, I mean Boppo, and influence people with your personality, first three graders excepted.
 Oh, oh, folks, things are begin ming to come to life in Barracks POP. Cpl. Squires grunts are out of step, while Cpl. Kelley's sleep talking has changed to shouts of "Excelsiorw This noise is having it's effect-we can see S/Sgt. Kull stir uneasily. Wait a minute, folks, here's the action we've been wait ing for-Cpl. Leverone has jumped from bed and is doing calisthenics, Pfc. Black is heading toward the wash room, mop in hand-reveille has come, the official signal has been given. (Sgt. Silbert sleeps.) Most of the boys are now up and about (Leverone and Black have seen to that), except few strag glers (the majority who don't rule) who have covered their heads with blankets, S/Sgt. Mckay is shout ing, Let's go, fellows" Che never elucidates), while Black echoes the plea in less genteel tones. (Silbert still sleeps.) A group of two hood ed and sombre figures (Leverone and Black, again) move from bunk to bunk gently arousing the tardy by means of water, muscle and vocabulary; we can hear a rising din from the gentlemen's room as the boys struggle for priorities in the various facilities offered by rumor hall. (Snores reverberated from Silbert's room.)
 Most of the men are now up. As the men clear away the debris caused by collapsing bunk they discover a body, Sgt. Buehler; how ever he is soon revived by waving fried egg in the vicinity of his petite nostrils. Now, folks, we come to the final play in this magnificent scene of the Air Corps in action. The cry to "fall out" has been sounded. The whistle has blown. This is the crucial moment, O74O, to be exact. Yes, this is the crucial moment. Some men rush to the mirrors for a final check before they face the day, the late risers suddenly come to life and don their ops backwards, a few fall out. The end of the show draws near as the tenth "fall out" is sounded. To the crack of Frederick's snap ping whip the men line up outside the barracks while Medics admins ter hypos and adrenelin. As they march off in perfect cadence to Ochmanski's right foot "hut" while Provost, Gutkowski, Halloran, Caf- frey, and Ray try to catch up with the parade, we say farewell to Bradley Field and remind you that Boppo, the drink that makes with the burp, has presented this pro- gram for your information and guidance. If Boppo should ever fail to bring forth lusty reaction, try L..