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SWOONSTER: S/Sgt. Dave Ken.

SWOONSTER: S/Sgt. Dave Ken nedy created a near panic among the feminine patrons of a Thomp- sonville hot spot one night this week. Accompanied by those bon vivants, Cpl. Dick Heil of AACS and Sgt. Jose" Hoffman, he had gone to the joint just to have little refreshment but somehow he got on the orchestra stand and gave a song recital. Girls were col- lapsing all over the place as his rich baritone rolled out and the screams could be heard for blocks. They wouldn't let him stop and if < it hadn't been for the curfeW 1t might have been long night for" our Dave. One of his ecstatic ad- mirers even invited him for Sum- day dinner and how many times has that happened to Sinatra we ask you? Just what Dave has got even more than Frankie has we don't exactly know. He does look equally under-nourished at times. One thing sure: Frankie never had such a demoniacal gleam in his eye as Dave flashes. Maybe the girls like that too.
 ALUMNI NOTES: It. Frederick  Thompson and It. Foster Murphy, former forecasters now working for Air Traffic Control, are finding life in Hawaii very pleasant. :. SySgt. Harold Stanton, former forecaster who has been retreaded as a radio code man, writes that he expects soon to be joining Terry and the Pirates. Cpl. Ed Stan ton writes that he has flown over the Equator and the Amazon and come down through a thunderstorm to report for duty in Natal, Brazil, a place of "great beauty
 NEWCOMER: Sgt. Fred E. Brant, who lives in Hartford of all places, was transferred here last week from Langley Field, Va. Fred has been in the Army since De- cenber, 1942, was trained at the Weather School at Chanuate Field and at the Weather Equipment School in Sea Girt, N. J. Before joining the Army, he worked on the assembly line at Pratt & Whitney the logical place to find guy who was born in Detroit, the home of assembly lines. Fred is interest ed in all sorts of sports. He is try ing to bear up under the blow of finding himself stationed in his own backyard. .......--
 DEPARTURES: The last sur vivor of our once large radio sec ton, Pfc. Dave "One Punch" Baker, finally shipped out. A big, quiet, amiable man, Dave got his nickname from two incidents-not at this field-when some wiseacres, who are probably out of the hos pital by now, made the mistake of thinking there was no limit to his patience. But Dave always stayed good natured here and we are sor
 ry to see him go. We'll also miss our urbane and witty WAC from New York, Pfc. Helen Alexander, who has just received her depen- dency discharge from the service. Helen's husband has been mustered out of the service and she also has two sons at home so her postwar life is pretty we'll cut out for her. The latest to leave just as we go to press is, guess who-me. It is with real regret that I ship out of Bradley where there is as congenial a gang as you'll find anywhere and where I have made many lasting friendships. It has been lot of fun to bat out this silly chatter each week and a real pleasure to work with Sgt. Bob Levi and Sgt. Nal coln Hernandez, those patient and imperturbable editors of the Beam. l am glad to announce that this column will be carried on to far