JULY 28

VOL. 3, NO. 6

By the men . . . for the

men in the service

An Eyewitness Report on the Fighting at Saipan

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 A gun crew on Wakde lets the Nips have one.
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The 105-mm liowitzer is at full recoil. Gl at

right has just pulled the lanyard while an-

other reports to the OP on his field phone.

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P ICTURE the .-.pot the U S >Aould be in il its

air forces and Hoet were weakened and out-
numbered and two strong German task
forces moved into the Caribbean Sea. landing
troops and establishing bases in the Bahamas and
the Virgin Islands.
Roughly speaking. Japan found itself in almost
that kind of a predicament when the amphibious
forces of Adm. Chester W. Nimitz and Gen.
Douglas MacArthur captured Saipan in the Mari-
anas and Wakde. Biak and Numfor in Nether-
lands New Guinea, thus opening a new phase of
the war in the Pacific.
Saipan is about the .same distance from Tokyo
ah Nassau in the Bahamas is from New York.
Numfor. another 100 miles west of Biak. is only
800 miles from the .southern shore of the Philip-
pines, approximately the distance between the
Virgin Islands and Cuba.
These two moves by the Nimitz and Mac-
.•\rthur forces change the whole geographical pic-
ture of our war with Japan in the Pacifi^.
The taking of Saipan really conlpletes the
American drive through the Central Pacific,
which started at Tarawa and Makin in the Gil-
berts and continued at Kwajalein and.Eniwetok
in the Marshalls. The powerful forces under Adm.
Nimitz are now in a position to fight in Western
Pacific waters and islands. Sunday punch of these
forces is Vice Adm. Marc A. Mit^cher's tremen-
dous TF 58, probably the greatest naval task force
in history, with more than 1,000 planes and more
than 850 guns.
And. as Gen. MacArthur has pointed out him-
self, the seizure of Biak "marks (he practical
end of the New Guinea campaign." He has se-
cured bases for attacks on the Netherlands East . Cape> - ^ M j y ^ IRELAND
Indies and the Philippines. Gloucester ^ ^
That was the objective of the long, hard of- ]^Rabauln§ , GREEN IS.
fensive that opened on June 30, 1943. with a
three-pronged drive at Nassau Bay. south of
Salamaua in New Guinea, at Rendova and 50,0= RENDOVA;^ ^ 5 ° ^ ° ' ^ ° ' ^ '^
Munda in New Georgia and at the islands of
Trobriand and Woodlark between New Guinea NASSAU
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oAv' ^TROBRIAND
and the Solomons, Port M o r e s b y - - ^ 1 . ^ _WOODLARK ; ^ ^
This 12-month drive added many famous j u n -
t;le. air and na^val battles to the history of the
war. It featured the spectacular paratroop at-
tack on Lae that led to the fall of Salamaua. AUSTRALIA f

CAPTURE OF SAIPAN, BIAK AND NUMFOR CHANGES ITS FAMILIAR SCENERY.

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Then it swept on to Finschhafen. farther up the
New Guinea coast, and .struck across the sea to 'e^\ --f'
Arawe and Cape Gloucester in New Britain, >>' 'Ci^^'
where 7.000 Japs were destroyed in two months.
After that came the invasions of Bougainville,
Saidor and on Feb. 29 4he stunning attack on the
Admiralty Islands, which flanked the Japs on
New Britain and New Ireland. It was here that
the dismounted 1st Cavalry Division met wave
after wave of Japs in what was officially de-
.scribed as "one of the fiercest encounters of the
war.'' When the Admiralties were completely
conquered Apr. 4. only 500 of the original enemy
m 'I'^xiit^.
force of 5,000 remained alive. ,*"i^^-'
After the Admiralties, the end of the New
Guinea campaign came fast. Hollandia and Aitape
fell to the Americans, and the vital J a p base at Ma-
dang was taken by the Australians in April after
a flanking move that cut off 60.000 Japs of the
Imperial I8th Army. In the same month the New
Zealanders took strategic Green Island, north of •m
Bougainville, and another landing was made at
Maflfin Bay, west of Hollandia. Then Wakde,
Biak and Numfor finished the job. putting Gen. I. : . ! •
MacArthur on the southern edge of Japan's
"Caribbean Sea." From there he will be able to ":l- ,. 1. ^im^ ^*^-
.strike at his openly announced goal—the Philip- .^1
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pines.
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And Adm. Nimitz will be close beside him.
.Separate U. S. forces in the Central and South- 'X, ^^*5^* . -
west Pacific are things of the past. There is now
%„g-(,"^Uf
only one battle area: the Western Pacific. m^^^if'"'^^^
B o t t l e - w e a r y Yanks f o r d c stream on s w a m p y Biak. The m e m o r y of early strofing b y J a p Zeros keeps the
m e n a l e r t . O n e of t h e m cocks o n eye s k y w a r d acting os an o i r p i o n e spotter f o r the rest of the p l a t o o n .
YANK The Army Weekly • JULY 28

By Sgt. LARRY McMANUS ' T h e Japs began their counterattack with When dawn finally lit the sky, 27 J a p tanks
YANK Staff Correspondent tanks at about 0330 on D-plus-two," a first ser- were found on the battlefield, but there were
geant said. "Back at headquartei's we heard that fewer dead Japs than the marines had expected
AiPAN, MARIANAS ISLANDS [By Cable]—There the captain of one of the companies was wound- to find. Later two truckloads of dead Japs were
S are three divisions of Marine and Army
troops taking this mountainous Jap strong-
hold in the Central Pacific, and they have fought
ed and reinforcements were needed. So 16 of us
went up with our own company commander."
They found that the wounded CO was the vic-
seized when a rapid flanking movement pocketed
an enemy group, and there was other evidence
that the Japs were taking their dead as well as
in some of the war's toughest battles—Guadal- tim of a freak accident. He had been aiming his their wounded with them when they retreated,
canal, Tarawa, Kwajalein, Eniwetok, Makin. carbine, with a grenade attached, at an ap- presumably to hide their losses. In spite of this,
But most of them will tell you that the battle proaching Jap tank when a stray bullet explod- our forces have already buried some 6,000 enemy
they are fighting now is the ruggedest of all. "It's ed the grenade, knocking over the CO and deaf- dead on Saipan.
the damned artillery and mortars," they say. ening him. He remained conscious enough to
The 2d and 4th Marine Divisions landed abreast
in the initial attack on the western beaches of
Saipan. The Jap beach defenses were meager;
wave reinforcements to the right flank, where
contact with the next company had been lost.
His outfit, now commanded by the captain
F IRST sizable town to fall on Saipan was Charan-
Kanoa, on the west coast near the original
beachhead. While advance patrols searched for
there were no real defense lines. The Japs were of headquarters company, moved right along J a p snipers and machine gunners in the burning
depending entirely on their artillery and mortars. the front until it came to the brow of a hill over- sugar-cane fields surrounding Charan-Kanoa, the
While American naval guns pounded the looking a shallow valley. "We could see a bunch main body set up headquarters in the rows of
island, the Japs held the fire of their mountain of tanks down there," the sergeant said. "We felt abandoned company houses lining the mill town.
guns. Then, as the first waves of Marine amphi- pretty good about it because we thought they Taller marines had trouble with the one-
bious tractors passed over the reef about a thou- were ours. The captain hollered down to them story houses, evidently built for a race of smaller
sand yards offshore, the Japs opened up. and someone answered: 'Come on down, pal.' people. The ceilings and door frames seemed to
A lieutenant colonel commanding a Marine He spoke good English, but we could tell by keep coming down and hitting the Americans on
battalion said the Japs had enough artillery to his high voice that he was a Jap." the head, so that some were forced to wear their
follow the first two waves of amtracks all the The J a p tanks, more than 30 in all, charged helmets indoors in self-defense.
way to the beach simultaneously. The officer was through the American lines. Many of the tanks There, were no beds, and tired marines were
wounded in the face and shoulder while his am- carried a half-dozen, Japs on top, while other obliged to stretch out on native mats on the floors.
track was splashing across the reef. Moments Jap soldiers, armed with machine guns, followed But every back yard boasted a cistern well that
later, as the vehicle rolled up on the beach, a on foot. was promptly used for needed baths.
Jap grenade exploded under his feet, splattering
his legs and groins with fragments.
"They were shelling us with .75s," said a m a -
rine who was lying on the beach in a shallow
trench, blood seeping through a bandage on his
thigh. "We could-hear the shells whine a foot or
so above the amtrack, and mortar fire sent up
spouts of water around us."
"As soon as we hit the beach I reached for a
cigarette," said a gunnery sergeant. "I pulled out
a packet of matches and inside the cover was
printed: 'DON'T FORGET TO BUY A BOND TODAY'."

AIPAN is no Tarawa or Kwajalein; it is a

S mountainous island and not a flat atoll. And
it is not a little area, either, but a considerable
The Americans were forced to retire in the
face of the J a p assault, and soon all distinction
between Marine and enemy lines was lost. Ma-
Marines picked bananas and found bottles of
warm Jap beer to supplement their usual field
lations. Jap and German phonograph records
land mass, about 75 square miles—the largest chine guns of both sides sent interlocking streams provided squeaky dinner music.
island ever assaulted by Central Pacific forces. of tracers across. Jap tanks roared back and forth But not everything at Charan-Kanoa was sweet-
That is why the marines, after carving out and over foxholes and trenches, and the night air was ness and hght. The marines had to ferret out a
holding their beachheads, have had a tough deal. filled with the smell from their exhausts and the spotter who hid for two days in the lofty tower
Elements of the 2d Marine Division have wheeled acrid odor of gunfire. of one sugar mill, directing artillery batteries
up the west coast from the beachhead and taken "A tank ran over my hole," said one Marine against our troops. And when gunfire suddenly
Garapan, capital of the 'island, while other units platoon sergeant, "so I lit a fuse and tossed a lashed out from farmhouses that had displayed
have scaled and captured the razored ridges of whole pack of demolition charges on top of the white flags, the houses had to be knocked out.
1,554-foot Mount Tapotchau. damn thing—27 pounds of explosives, not count-
At the same time the 4th Marine Division has ing the detonator caps and the rest. I put them HE fighting in the mountain areas has devel-
struck directly across the island and, after severe
fighting, has secured Mount Kagman and the
heights surrounding Magicienne Bay on the east
right on top of the motor and blew the tank all
over hell."
T oped into a hundred little battles. After
abandoning the foothills and coastal plains, the
Meanwhile the bazookamen were having a Japs are defending the ravines and are fighting
coast of Saipan. field day firing rockets at point-blank range
These moves have cut off the southern half of in the succession of limestone cliffs that rise like
against tanks. A pfc from South Dakota scored knife blades, especially around Tapotchau. Elach
the island, an area that has been mopped up by hits on four tanks with his four rounds, while
the Army's 27th Division, which landed a few ravine or cave is a deadly small-scale battlefield,
another bazooka team set a 100-percent record and the Americans must clean out the mountain
days after the initial assault and captured Aslito with seven rounds.
airstrip and Nafutan Point. Seabees have re- pockets of Japs one by one.
"It was a case of keeping your head down Troops of the 27th Division, advancing north-
paired and extended the airstrip's 3,600-foot r u n - while Jap tanks crunched over the slit trenches
way, and it is already basing our aircraft. east of Garapan along with the 4th Marine Di\'i-
and foxholes," said the company's top kick, "and sion, came upon a ravine filled with rock caves,
Casualties have been heavy. In the first two hoping they would straddle your position in-
weeks of fighting we had 1,474 men killed, 878 from which the Japs were firing machine guns
stead of running the tread in your hole. Two and rifles. The soldiers surrounded the ravine to
missing and 7,400 wounded—making Saipan's in- men were run down and several of our machin£
itial stages thrice as costly as Tarawa and one- bottle up the Japs and brought light artillery
guns and mortars were crushed. But we knocked and flame thrffwers up to fire point-blank into
fourth as expensive as the Normandy landings. out 16 tanks with bazookas, rifles and grenades."
"That Jap artillery's got no respect for rank," the caves.
a Marine sergeant said. He belonged to a bat- On the hills overlooking Magicienne Bay, the
talion of the 2d Marine Division that lamded 0 ) 2 3 4 Japs ran their field pieces in and out of caves,
under intense artillery and mortar fire on D Day, firing from the outside and then ducking back
went into reserve for 10 minutes and then went into the mountain. Besides taking advantage of
back into the fight. It is still on the front lines, the natural caves in the limestone rock, some of
having rooted the Japs from one hilltop position them hundreds of feet deep with rear exits, the
after another until it took the heights overlook- TANAPAG Japs have dug out man-made caves, in a Pacific
ing Garapan. version of the Maginot Line. But like the Mag-
The CO of one company was killed during a inot Line, it does the defenders no lasting good;
pre-dawn attack by Jap tanks on t)-plus-two; one by one the pockets are being eliminated.
the executive officer who took over was wounded GARAPAN The Japs are also using a new kind of steel
and had to be evacuated; a platoon leader who shield to protect them against small-arms fire
Tapofchau when they crawl toward the American lines.
took over from the exec also fell.
The CO of another company was wounded in Their heads and shoulders are covered, and only
the same attack; his executive officer had been their legs and forearms are exposed. On our side,
missing since D Day, so the CO of headquarters CHARAN- rockets are being fired from Navy planes for the
company went forward to take his place. Mt. Kagman first time in this area.
The remaining line company is now command- KANOA The Japs are still up to their old, incompre-
ed by the exec; the CO was evacuated after beinfe^ Magicienne Bay hensible tricks. "During one tank battle," a bat-
wounded a second time on D Day. Agingan talion sergeant major said, "the Japs lined up in
Jap guns still drop an occasional shell on the Pt. platoon formation, about 100 troops behind four
American positions covering the southern end tanks. The officers in the tanks opened their t u r -
of Saipan from Garapan to the northeast shore ASLITO Nafutan Pt. rets, stood up, waved their sabers at J a p flags,
of Magicienne Bay. but not since D-plus-two hollered 'Banzai' and charged. The Japs just
has the area been under heavy fire. That morn- walked into the crossfire of American machine
ing was more intense than D Day, because the Saipan: the toughest Pocifk scrap to dale. guns, and 700 of them were left dead on the
Japs were able to put mountain guns in play. plain south of Garapan."
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 as he perches on back of car during home-town tour.

Not many of the newspaper stories about Kelly

The Pittsburgh hero's Infantry have explained that he went on with the outfit
company in Italy feels that the after his Congressional Medal of Honor exploit
at Altavilla and displayed again and again the
papers, magazines and movies at same cold courage and fortitude at San Pietro
and the Rapido River, where he earned the Silver
home are making him look silly. Star.
There was the time he took ^ a patrol from
By Sgt. NEWTON H. FULBRIGHT Mignano with orders to reach a bridge on the
edge of San Pietro. While he was gone the bat-
TALV—So far in this war, no American enlisted

I
talion had to move, and he did not find us for
man has received more personal publicity three days. I was standing next to Robertson,
than T/Sgt. Charles E. Kelly, the Pittsburgh then a second lieutenant, when Kelly made his
hero who is known all over the U. S. as •'Com- report.
mando" Kelly. That glamorous nickname was "I'm mad at somebody." Kelly said. "I've
dreamed up by some war correspondents after cussed everybody in the Army in and out."
Kelly had been decorated with the Congressional Then he told us something of the miserable
Medal of Honor for killing 40 Germans in his time he had had at San Pietro, where a swollen
terrific one-man stand at Altavilla. Everybody stream had kept his patrol from the bridge.
here called him just plain Kelly except for a few While the patrol was trying to cross, Jerry sent
close friends who knew him as Chuck. up a flare that made the surroundings as bright
When I heard about the mayor of Pittsburgh as day.
presenting Kelly with the keys of the city after "I had to lay on my belly in a rivulet of
he returned to the States recently, and about the water," Kelly said. "I was damming it up but
Saturday Evening Post and 20th Century-Fox N e w York's l a Guardia meets Pittsburgh's Kelly. the water was running into my collar and out
paying him $15,000 and $25,000. respectively, for both legs of my britches."
the magazine and movie rights to his life story, platoon sergeant when the Irish kid first came In the battle of San Pietro,. the L Company
1 decided to talk to some of the old timers in his into L Company with a bad record at Camp commander was severely wounded, and Robert-
company who knew him when. I wanted to find Edwards, Mass., in November 1942. Kelly had just son found himsell in command of a companjr of
out how they feel about his new fame. doiie 30 days for AWOL, and Robertson was sit- 25 men.
I know them very well and I also know Kelly, ting in the orderly room with the company com- "I don't know what I would have done with-
because he was in the same Infantry battalion mander, Capt. Marion P. Bowden of Belton, Tex., out Kelly then," he says. "My first sergeant was
with me in the 36th Division; he was in L Com- the night they turned him loose. Robertson killed a night later, and I put Kelly in charge
pany and I am in M Company. In fact, he was a offered to take Kelly into his platoon. of the outpost as my second in command. He
good friend of mine, but that does not mean much "I remember the night," Robertson said re- kept things going out there.
one way or another because i have probably cently. "I was raising hell over some dirty deal I "It was the same way at the Rapido. Every-
made as many friends and enemies in this Army thought I had gotten. So when Capt. Bowden thing across the river was in confusion. Kelly
as any man. mentioned Kelly, I said: 'Give him to me. I get had about half the company, and I had the other
People here in the 3d Battalion who knew all the cast-oflfs in this company anyway, but we half. We pushed on and got to a road but then
Kelly, particularly the old L Company crowd— make soldiers of 'em.' " we couldn't do a thing because w e ran out of
the few that are left—don't like the kind of pub- Robertson served over Kelly the whole time ammunition. All we could do was to come back
licity Kelly has been getting in the States. he was in Italy. He was with Kelly in the mon- across the river with a handful of survivors who
"It makes him look like a guy who is shooting astery at Altavilla when the stubborn, mad GIs somehow managed to live through a day and
off his trap," they say. "We know Kelly. He in L Company held up the German advance. night of that hell."
doesn't talk much. There is no need of putting Incidentally, when Kelly was saying good-bye
all those things in his mouth. He did enough to to us in the M Company area just before he HEN you tell Robertson that 20th Century-
win the'medal without taking all that, too.'"
The men in the 3d Battalion still feel that
went home, I asked him about those mortar
shells that he was supposed to have used as hand
W Fox is about to make a movie about his
former tech sergeant entitled "Commando
Kelly is a great soldier. There are, of course, a grenades. Kelly," he shakes his head and says he hopes
few soreheads who try to say that he did not do "I never told anybody those shells exploded," that Kelly won't let the people in Hollywood
any more in Italy than anybody else. But I have Kelly said. '"I did throw them. They were there make a damn fool of him.
missed only two days of combat with this bat- and they weren't doing any good lying around Robertson's present first sergeant, Manuel L.
talion, and when I look at these critics I am un- and there wasn't anything else to throw." Jones of Lorena, Tex., another of the old L
able to recall seeing them very often at the front Robertson, however, says that when Kelly Company crowd, feels the same way.
when things were bad. threw the shells out the window there were ex- "He was the best damn little soldier you ever
The man in the 36th Division who knows Kelly plosions in the courtyard below. saw," Jones says. "He'd do any damn thing to
best is 1st Lt. Zirk O. Robertson of Merkel, Tex., "I wasn't down there checking each of those help the boys. Why, the day before he left here
an ex-GI who came up the hard way and won a shells," he says. "But I'll swear to my last day to go back to the States arid get all those big
battlefield commission. Robertson was Kelly's they were going off." welcomes, he helped us dig a latrine."

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Soviet Stop-over
S OMEWHERE IN THE USSR [By Cable]—At least
a dozen flyers in the Soviet Union right now
look, like hybrids—part fish, part fowl. It's be-
M»l<«i,

cause of their uniforms and insignia, which are

strange mixtures of Russian and American issue.
The airmen are Americans and their proper
base is in Italy; they are assigned to the Fifteenth
Air Force. They are not shuttle bombers, and
they did not fly from Italy to Russia intention-
ally, as some other airmen of the Fifteenth have
done lately. This particular crew is in Russia
quite by accident. fepJl
Their Liberator took off from its Italian base
not long ago for a raid on Constainta, Rumania, a
Black Sea port held by the Germans. T h e target \j|f#»' «**..
was bombed successfully, but soon afterward two
of the B-24's engines conked out.
Between Constanta and Italy lay only enemy-
^Km- m
held territory, except for isolated strips of Yugo-
slavia. On that route, too, there were many
mountains, and t h e Liberator was having a tough ' «*>«li^

'^^
time pushing itself back up to sufficient altitude. %.
The crew decided to head for the Crimea,
across the Black Sea. This meant running t h e

Yanks At Home Abroad

risk of being shot down by Russian antiaircraft
gunners, notoriously quick on the trigger when
an unidentified plane approaches, but the Ameri-
w.
cans took the chance. The B-24 swept in low from
the sea and set down quickly at the first airdrome. WAR'S F R A T E R N I T Y . Sharing hardship, pain a n d a common lot seems to d r a w people together. Here some
The Russians welcomed the Amerikahnyets of 6 4 0 casualties flown back from Europe in C-47s trade candy a n d grins of good f e l l o w s h i p at N e w a r k , N . J .
flyers warmly. A Russian captain took them to a
theater, gave them front-row seats and a n -
nounced to the audience that these were Ameri- us and how the Germans have plundered their from Guadalcanal coconuts; a seabee's shirt with
cans. The crowd cheered. Later other officers gave country," said S/Sgt. Joseph Paden of Brooklyn, a cartoon painted on the back; an Army cot used
parties for the Americans and took them sight- N. Y., "I want more than ever to help these peo- by T-5 Hank McLeod of Chicago as a canvas to
seeing. In turn, the Americans taught the Rus- ple. I'd like to fly shuttle missions now." record his outfit's history, and a 20-foot home-
sians to sing songs like "I've Been Working on made green-and-yellow sailboat, the Miss SS
the Railroad" and to do American dance steps. Others who made t h e impromptu hop to Russia
were Lt. George F. Farrell of Superior, Wis.; Emmalee J., built by a GI who pushed it a mile
When the Lib crew arrived at an American Lt. Benedict Kambery of Hartford, Conn.; T/Sgt. on a dolly to get the boat to the show.
shuttle base in another area in Russia, they wore James J. Phillips of Struthers, Ohio; S/Sgt. A l - There was even one J a p entry, the work of a
no U. S. Army insignia at all, but each onfe sport- bert Petty of Meridian, Miss.; S/Sgt. Charles W. Zero pilot shot down some time ago. He con-
ed plenty of Red Army stars. Red Fleet insignia Franklin of Brooklyn, N. Y.; S/Sgt. Ray L. Raf- tributed a large painting of a Japanese girl seated
and medals. zier of Baltimore, Md.; S/Sgt. Kermit Judd of in ceremonial dress. The J a p pilot took up art so
"Regulations or no regulations," said Lt. L. V. Edinburg, Va., a n d ' Lt. Col. John Cogland, a that he would have something to do, and now
Sierk of Lake WilsoiC Minn., the pilot, "you flight surgeon from Hartford, Conn. GI experts pronounce his work "amateurish but
couldn't let tho>« fellows give you things without very promising." An agreeable sort of fellow,
reciprocating. They are wonderful people." the J a p gives his drawings away as souvenirs if
"I'd always heard," said S/Sgt. Robert J. Harper Persian Pentagon he takes a liking to a GI. -Sgt. BARRETT McGURN
of Chicago, 111., "about a guy being so generous AMP AMIRABAD, IRAN—Finding your way Y A N K StafF Corrmpondent
he'd give you the shirt off his back. Well, that
really happened. I'd been swimming with some
of the crew and some Russians. Trying to put my
C around headquarters here is about as easy
as finding volunteers for K P . This one-story jig- The Return of Hot Seat
shirt back on, I tore it. A Russian took his off saw puzzle is a kind of Persian equivalent of the
NGLAND — When it comes to cutting red tape,
and insisted that I wear it."
"These people are more like Americans," said
Pentagon at Washington, D. C.
Laid out in diamond-shaped sections, the head- E T/Sgt. John Thomas of Detroit, Mich., is as
good as any five joes you care to put up. A tail
Lt. Thomas W. Davis of Summerton, S. C , "than quarters buildings cover 68,000 square feet of gunner on a Flying Fortress, t h e sergeant com-
any I've seen overseas. The captain who took us floor space and contain 1,100 feet of halls. Though pleted his tour of operations in the raid on Mari-
in charge actually knocked off 'Dixie' on the they are only one-story structures, the three sec- enburg last October and went back to the States,
piano." tions contain 10 flights of stairs. The arrangement with a record of having shot down five enemy
"After seeing how nearly the Russians are like is supposed to. insure ventilation, lighting and fighters and of getting hit five times by flak and
office flexibility, b u t wandering GIs insist it was 20-mms without once being wounded. (That's
designed as a n obstacle course for message-center right. He was shot in the behind, or rather in the
clerks and mail orderlies. back-type parachute covering it, and consequent-
This Week's Cover Like the Pentagon, Camp Amirabad head- ly became known as Hot Seat Johnny.)
THE American troops who quarters has a PX, barber shop, clothing store Back home, Johnny rested and raised hell for
" wave a greeting from the and an information desk for MPs who lose their 30 days, like any good GI, and then he was put
loncting romp of a n LST meet way while patB|Jling t h e buildings. Unlike t h e on a bond-selling tour with Olivia de Havilland.
no enemy fire as they op- Pentagon, no babies have been born here and "It was fun for a while," Johnny says, "but I b e -
proock the stiores of f ranee. none of t h e GIs working at headquarters has ever
Comrades on land a n d in the
gan to get tired of it." One night, a month or two
air, who preceded these re-
been listed with the missing-persons bureau. ago, Johnny was a guest at a banquet in a fancy
inforcements, took care of And with all the corridors, halls, blind alleys Washington (D. C.) hotel, along with a lot of the
that. For more photos from a n d stairs, there is n a record of any dogface big boys, including Gen. H. H. Arnold, the top
France by Y A N K V Sgt. Reg failing to collect his pay because he couldn't find man of the Air Forces. The sergeant, who was
Kenny, see pages 12 a n d 13. the finance office. -Cpl. ROBERT McBRiNN getting plenty fed up with fooling around the
YANK Staff Correspondent States by this time, was introduced to the gen-
eral, who asked him what his plans were.
PHOTO CREDITS. Cover—Sit. Rej Kenny. 2 *. 3—Set. Dick
"I 'don't know, sir," said Johnny, "but I sure
Hulty. J—U«*er left. KefflMtll Harris CP1»M. USC6: uner
risht. Acme; center left. Signal Corts; center right, CPhoM Harris:
South Sea Rembrandts would like to be back in my old outfit." Gen.
lawer. USIMC. fr—Te». PA: center, INP. 7—AAF. 8 * 9 — Phete-
graphie Section, National Army et Liboration, Yugoslavia. 10—
Uooer, PA; lower. Acme. II—PA. 12 & 13—Sgt. Kenny. 14—
Warner Bros. 18—Ugper, AAF, Oaniel Field. 6a.: lower, PRO.
G UADALCANAL—It's been so many months since
Guadalcanal, the Russells and New Georgia
have seen a n y ground fighting or air raids that
Arnold turned to a major who w a s standing at
his elbow. "Major," he said, "have the sergeant's
orders cut tomorrow." "Yes, sir," said the major.
Camp Roberts, Calif. 19—Upger, PRO. Camp Elllc. I I I . : center. the Solomon Islands A r t Show was swamped with
AAFTC, Moore Field. Tex.: lower left, AAFTC. Orlando, Fla.;
You can guess the rest; there isn't much snafu
lower rigkt. PRO, Woodrow Wilson Hospital. V*. 20—MGM. soldier, sailor, marine and seabee entries when it likely to creep into a situation of that sort. Johnny
21—Left, 20tii Century-Fox; center. Wilma Oobie; riglit. Brune was held here recently. came back like a shot and was assigned not only
of Hollywood. 23—Upper, Acme; lower, PA.
Contributions ranged from fine oils and water to his old squadron but to his old barracks and
colors to such humbler items as a tea set made even to his old bunk. -YANK Staff CorrMpondant

PAGl 7
 years. Although several of the delegates spoke
French, 'only one spoke English: he was a tall
lanky university student from the city of Split
on the Dalinatian coast. Since I didn't speak any
Serbo-Croatian, he interpreted for me.

Walk Through
Our method of reaching headquarters was sim-
ple. We landed on the Yugoslav coast and walked.
How and where we landed is a military secret,
as is the length of time w e walked, but it was
long enough. About half the way was through
German territory and most of the way was over
mountains. We averaged about nine hours a day
marching, and there was nothing at all of the ad-
venturous about our trip. These Partisans had been

Yugoslavia fighting too long to regard going through German

territory a^ a thrill. If it had to be done they
would do it, but nobody liked the idea very much.

W E landed on the coast at night and were met

by a Partisan detachment that had cut its
, • V'v—.•. »i ?^ ^ way to the sea to meet us. It was part of one of the
guerrilla units operating in the district, which was
nominally in German hands. The men lined the
sides of the path as we disembarked and moved
swiftly away from the sea. There was no moon,
and we could not see their faces—only silent,
watchful figures with black rifles in their hands.
As we moved up the path we could see a light
blinking off to our left. It was the light of a Ger-
man coastal garrison.
We moved fast that first night, not talking
much, making as little noise as possible. The
night was so dark that most of the time you could
not tell where you were. Soon we moved off the
path on to a dirt road t h a t gleamed whitely in
the dark. After the initial meeting we did not
see anything of our protection, except when a
courier ran up the column to deliver a message.
Several times we stopped without knowing why.
Each time we moved on again and presently
crossed another road. Then we realized that we
had stopped while the crossroad was reconnoitered.
We walked all night without meeting any
opposition, and then it began to get light and
the order came down to hurry up. It w£ts neces-
sary to get out of this particular area before day-
light, because German planes and patrols were
active here during the day. The sky grew pink
around the edges, and gradually the countryside
came into view, gentle and rolling, with patterned
fields and stone houses. There was no sign of life.
The houses looked normal and habitable until
you came close and saw that they had no roofs
or were gutted by fire. The countryside looked
peaceful, but that didn't mean anything. It was
good country for strafing. ,
About 0900 hours we came to a village sitting
at the foot of a hill and stopped outside in a
clump of woods to eat and sleep. I straggled over
to a large shade tree, together with the poet I
The marchers take a break in fhe hilh. Sgf. Bernstein, his Gl "gq to hell" hat still with him, is in feft had met at the headquarters of the newspaper
foreground. Partisan uniforms are of many styles. Most of them wear a Red Star insignia on their caps. Free Dalmatia, the student from Split and a
Partisan photographer named Zivko. We each had
one blanket, which we spread on the ground
under the tree. Then we took off our shoes and
except in force. By sticking to back trails and rolled up and went to sleep.
Traveling through the villages and traveling by night, it is possible to walk for some About three hours later we were awakened by
over the mountains, a YANK reporter time through German territory and not meet any some of the villagers. They brought us food, sup-
Germans. It is also possible to meet many Ger- plied by their People's Committee of Liberation—
learns to understand the people and mans, but no one talks about that. hard round loaves of black bread and a thick
has a brush with a German patrol. I was conducted into Yugoslavia by the Par-
tisans and traveled to headquarters with a group
By Sgt. WALTER BERNSTEIN of delegates to £m Anti-Fascist Youth Congress
there. Also in the group were a few soldiers being
YANK Staff Correspondent reassigned and six young girls who had just
finished training as nurses and were going to join
P ARTISAN HEADQUAHTERS, SOMEWHERE IN YUGO-
SLAVIA—^There are two ways of reaching this
place, hidden away in the heart of liberated
territory. The first is the official way,' which is
various divisions! There were about 50 in the
group, led by a young major, also being r e -
assigned. He was a veteran Partisfm who had been
quick and relatively painless. This is reserved for wounded five times, and he knew his way around.
civilian correspondents and high officials. The Every one was armed, including the nurses.
second is the hard, or enlisted man's, way—con- Most of them carried some kind of automatic
sisting mainly of picking u p and laying down weapon, eithef a captured German machine pistol
the feet while g l a n c i n g , expectantly over the or a British Sten gun. Several carried the old
shoulder for Germans. That is the way I got here. Yugoslav Army rifle, which is good for spaced
By this primitive method you have to march shooting. I carried the old American Army pistol,
for some time through what is technically Ger- which is good for close combat, like the movies.
man-occupied territory. Marshal Tito and his They all had grenades in their pockets or on their
Partisan Army have freed more than half of belts, with as much ammunition as they could
Yugoslavia by now, but the Germans still control bear and still navigate. One girl carried a grenade
the cities and large towns and main roads. The attached to her belt by the pin, claiming she saved
liberated territory is in the form of large blocks throwing time that way. This was considered a
of country, and you have to cross the German lines little extreme and no one imitated her.
to go from one block to another. Even this, how- The average age in the party was about 22;
ever, is often not as dangerous as it m a y sound. the eldest was a soldier of 55 and the youngest
The Germans are afraid of the Partisans and was one of the delegates from a Dalmatian divi-
rarely venture off the roads or out of the towns. sion, who was 15 and had been fighting for two

PAGC B One of the delegates helps Ranka, secretary of th

youth organization, to jump a mountain stream
 YANK The Army W e e k l y • JULY 2 8

soup with pieces of meat in it, which we ate out kind of shifted his gun around to a more accessible been 10 Chetniks hiding there, waiting to ambush
of German mess tins. All this was provided volun- place. The major led the group deliberately, us. Apparently they had changed their minds
tarily by the village: the Partisans never demand walking somewhat more slowly than our Army when they saw how many we were and had lain
food or shelter or take anything from the fields pace but making good time. There were no strag- low until we passed and then beat it. In another
unless the people offer it to them. The leader of glers and the girls kept right up with the men. village, everyone ran when they saw us coming
the Partisan unit signs for what he has taken, the At dawn we stopped at another village. This and some nearly fired on us until they saw we
promise to be redeemed after the war. time the villagers put us up in houses and stables. weren't Chetniks.
After we ate we went to sleep again. We awoke They kicked three pigs and a goat out of one All the villages we passed' through were the
about 1400 hours, put on our shoes, rolled up the place to make room for the poet, the student, the same, poor and small and primitive. All of them
blankets and prepared to start walking. Everyone major, a girl named Ranka (who was secretary of had felt the war and many houses were either
Imed up, and the major announced that our pro- the Youth Congress organization) and myself. partly burned or destroyed entirely. The people
tection was leaving us here. Then he stressed the The place had an interesting smell, but the hay were dressed poorly and looked hungry but
necessity for keeping liaison, and we started off. was soft and we went right off to sleep. I was proud. They shared what th«y had with us, even
The major was at the head of the column, but going to take off my shoes but the major sug- though it was usually pitifully little. There were
there was a newcomer with him: a thin, sharp- gested that I leave them on, since we might have many kids in the villages. . and they lined the
faced man of about 35, dressed in civilian clothes. to leave in a hurry. roads when we passed. They were also in rags,
He was a former Chetnik commander who had We awoke about noon, breakfasted on some wide-eyed and hungry-looking, but the only thing
just come over to the Partisans. He had given kind of porridge the villagers make from maize they ever asked us for was pencils. All the kids
himself up to the guerrilla detachment, and they and started off again. The people lined the roads always asked for pencils; they needed them for
had handed him over to us to take to headquarters. as we passed, singing and waving to us. They school. Several times we passed through villages *
During the march I went up to the Chetnik were dressed poorly, the men in threadbare and saw a group sitting out under a tree: old
and talked to him. He seemed eager to talk and trousers or breeches and the women in patched, peasants, men and women of 60 and 65, and
told his story without hesitation. His name was colorful local costumes. We walked only six hours children of 7 and 8, being taught by a Partisan
Kovac Franc and he was Slovenian; before the this day, stopping at the headquarters of another soldier how to read and write.
war he had been a lieutenant in the regular Yugo- guerrilla detachment, just before the mountains After about four days in the mountains, I be-
slav Navy and during the Italian occupation had began. We ate well here: soup and a good-sized gan to lose track of time. We started in the morn-
become liaison officer between the Yugoslav Army hunk of lamb. ing at the foot of one mountain, by 1500 we were
prisoners and the Italians. at the snow line and by sunset we were at the
But some of his people thought he was collabo-
rating with the Italians; when Italy capitulated
and the Partisans took his town, they sentenced
W E stayed overnight and in the morning we
began on the mountains. From here on in, it
was a hike. The Yugoslav countryside is beautiful
foot of another mountain, ready to start all over.
It was the goddamdest country I had ever seen.
Even the Partisans had to stop singing when they
him to death. He escaped and joined the Chetniks, to look at but hell to walk over. AH the mountains took some of the steeper slopes. After a while I
who at that time, he said, were organizing an go up. Sometimes they go straight up, and we had walked along in a kind of daze, just picking them
army in Dalmatia with tacit Italian permission. to look for toe and finger holds. We always used up and laying them down, and dreaming in a dull
Because of his military background he became back trails and sometimes we used no trails at all. kind of way about pitchers of orange juice and
Chetnik commander in the city of Sibenik and But no one fell out and no one complained. We hot baths and big beds with clean sheets.
then of the Chetnik Skradin Brigade, so-called marched all day or all night, stopping at villages The only thing the Partisans seemed to fear
because it was located in that Dalmatian town. now and then for some of that porridge or a piece was planes, which is natural with a people who
The rest of his story was typical of many stories of lamb or maybe a little goat's milk if we were have never had weapons to use against aircraft.
by ex-Chetniks that I heard later on. Franc rapidly lucky. Sometimes we slept in these villages: it Once a flight of American B-24s came over, es-
became disillusioned with Chetnik collaboration, got colder the higher up we got in the mountains, corted by P-38s, and everyone took cover. The
first with the Italians and finally with the Ger- and we slept three and four together for warmth. Partisans knew these were friendly planes, but
mans. He said that in Sibenik he took orders from The nights were very cold. It was all right while that made no difference at all. They had been
the German commander in chief, a Col. Blitc; his we kept marching, but when we stopped for a strafed by friendly planes, too.
headquarters in Skradin was also the command break, the sweat became like ice against the skin.
post of the German SS Brandenburg Regiment, We had to cross two main roads that were
and there Franc took orders from its commander,
a Maj. Walther. He said the Germans supplied
considered dangerous, and we had no trouble
on the first one. But the second we could only
I KEPT wishing for the 'mountains to stop and
they never did, but finally we did. The day be-
fore we reached headquarters, we split up. I con-
the Chetniks in part, paid them at the rate of cross between two German garrisons about half tinued on to headquarters with the nurses, Ranka,
20 kuna a day for the average private, fed them a mile apart. We came to this about 0400 hours, the poet, the photographer and five othecB, and the
and told-them when and where to fight. Finally, and the Germans must have smelled us coming rest struck off for another village. It was still a
Franc said, he could not stomach it any longer because they kept sending up flares along the week to the congress, and they were staying
and so came oveu to the Partisans. road. The major figured that they had the road where there was more food and better accom-
He was obviously uncertain of the reception he pretty well guarded, so he sent 10 men to each modations. My group walked for another day
would get from the people in our group, but they garrison to keep the Germans busy while the across another mountain, and then we were at
were all very nice to him. As we marched, people rest of us crossed. There must have been at least Tito's headquarters. This was in a fairly good-
would come up and shake hands and tell him how 100 men in each garrison, but they, were kept sized town, set in a beautiful valley. Later the
good it was that he had come over to fight the busy all right. Our men created enough dis- Germans threw a combined glider-parachute
common enemy. There was no evident animosity. turbance for a battalion. The rest of us crossed division against the place in an unsuccessful at-
He was treated as a Partisan who had just joined, the road on the double, the tracers flying all over tempt to capture Tito.
and as the march continued, he seemed to lose the place like the Fourth of Ji<ly. It must have The Partisans put me up outside the town in a
his own fear and suspicions and began to talk to been a beautiful sight, but we didn't stick around farmhouse that was the headquarters of the
the others freely and with much emotion. long enough to appreciate it. The 20 men caught leaders of the Youth Congress. The next morning
up with us in about an hour: one had a scratch I awoke with a fever and for three days after
on his arm but the others had six German rifles that my eyes wouldn't focus. When I got up, they
E marched all that night without anything
W happening. I had no idea where we were, but
the major said it was still dangerous territory, with
between them.
After that we had no more trouble. Once we
told me that the village where the delegates had
gone was bombed by 22 Stukas the day they got
many German garrisons scattered around. During came close enough to hear a German patrol in there. The Partisans didn't know how many of
the night we heard machine guns on our flank, the night, and once we passed through a village the delegates had been wounded, but five had
faint but distinct. We didn't stop but everyone and a villager told us afterward that there had been killed. The village was destroyed.

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Some of the party with girls from a nea.'by village. The m a n squatting Partisans cross a swift stream over a rude, makeshift bridge. The D c l m a t i c n village
second from left is an Italian soldier w h o has joined the Partisans. they are entering on the journey to headquarters has been d a m a g e d by Chetnik raids.
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German artillery hit back and the
snipers were thick and persistent
as our forces took the great port,
their first major prize in France.
By Sgt. WALTER PETERS
YANK Staff Correspondent

W ITH U. S. FORCES IN CHERBOURG.

[By Cable]—On our way to the front
FRANCE

lines in the battle for Cherbourg, we

stopi>ed at a town not far away, where a large
crowd of natives was gathered on the highest
^XlC'jJl'^" ''i^-^ *• point facing the great harbor, city. T h e artillery
._fi«BSriJg«'*!fajft^; fire had stopped, and there was silence every-
where except for the barking of dogs. It was
From the Fort du Roule, U. S. infantrymen look d o w n on Cherbourg, wrested from the enemy a short time later. Thursday, four days before Cherbourg fell.
A gray-haired woman who spoke perfect
C o p t u r e d at C h e r b o u r g , a G e r m a n i m i t a t e s his once-beloved fuehrer as other prisoners grin appreciatively. English said w e shouldn't go any farther without
investigating a certain young woman whom she-
suspected of being a German spy. ' i saw her
with my own eyes," said the woman, "giving
signals through the window last night. I warned
one of your officers about her, but she's still free.
•'^^JL;-*'- I think something should be done about her
pretty quick before she does serious harm."
A jeep came by with three MPs and stopped.
"Whaf house is she in?" asked one MP. The wo-
man gave them the address and the MPs drove
off. We followed them. They stopped in front of
the local hotel and asked the cafe proprietor
downstairs where they could find the suspected
spy. The proprietor led the way upstairs to a
room on the top floor and knocked on the door.
A brunette, about 25 years old. answered the
knock, and we followed the MPs into the room.
Three other women were sitting on the bed. The
girl in the center was still very much undressed
and screamed when she saw the MPs.
"Okay," said the shortest MP. "Which one
speaks English?" O n e of the girls, another
brunette who wore dark-rimmed glasses, asked
the MPs in a mixture of French and English
what they wanted. "We want the girl who flashes
a signal light at night," said the MP, "Where's
the light?"
The brunette with the glasses insisted they had
no flashlight and never had any relations with the
Germans except "business relations."
"We hate the Germans," she said. "They take
what they want from us and never pay for it."
After 15 minutes of questioning, the MPs
began to search the room. "What's this?" asked
one MP as he lifted a German signal flashlight
from a suitcase.
The girl who'd been doing all t h e talking began
to do plenty more. She had never seen the light
before, she said; she didn't know how it got into
the room, and even if she did, she didn't know
how to use it.
"Okay, girls," said the short MP. "Get your-
selves decent and let's get moving to somebody
who can speak French better than me."
"I think three of these girls are honest whores,"
he said to me, "probably brought here by t h e
Germans. But the one doing all the talking is
 YANK rf»e Army Weekly • JULY 2 8

a German, okay. I'll stake anything she's done sistant third gunner, ^pulled the pins out and Donnelly Jr. of Jersey City, N. J., as the colonel
more than just entertain the Jerries." took off increments frcrni the shells. He and Pfc. passed by in a jeep. "He's the fightingest guy
A group of natives in front of the hotel smiled George Evanoff of Hammond. Ind., the second I've ever seen."
their approval as the girls were led out. One man gunner, loaded the mortar. Then Hodgson yelled S/'Sgt. Marvin Bogart of Lima, Ohio, com-
grabbed an MP's arm and said: "Merci, merci." back to Kongslie: "Six rounds ready." mander of a half-track, told me he thought we
"Okay," Kongslie replied. "On the way," Hodg- might march into Cherbourg that night. "You
HERE was a loud roar coming from the skies in son yelled again. Right after Hodgson fired the can ride in my half-track," Bogart said. "I think
T the direction of Cherbourg, and people came
from all over town to join those already on the
six rounds, there was a whining sound overhead.
"Incoming mail," Rossman shouted. Everybody
all they're waiting for is to get rid of some more
pillboxes and that 88 over there. Then in we go."
hill. Word had gotten around that the Infantry took cover in a foxhole. Jerry was hitting back. As if in answer to Bogart's crack, the 88 began
was having trouble driving the Germans from to belch fire. Everybody took cover. A couple
their positions in the area of Mont du Roc, so the OMPANY A's OP was about 500 yards in front of shells hit across the road from us, and one of
Air Force was coming in to bomb them out.
I stood on the roof of a chicken coop to get a
C of the mortars. I found my way by following
our communication wires. The O P was in a large
them split a tree. Another shell hit Bogart's half-
track.
better view of the bombing. The distance was hayfield, surrounded by trees and hedges. In the "Don't worry," Bogart said. "We'll have it
too great and the planes were flying too high center of the field were wooden dummy guns, ready so that we can ride into Cherbourg in the
for us to see them clearly, but smoke columns made by the Germans to fool our reconnaissance morning."
caused by their bombs rose high over the hills crews. Our men were dug in around the edges.
N SUNDAY night I was with the same regi-
and into the blue of the sky.
Later we learned that some of our more ad-
vanced troops were in the bombed a r ^ , but they
As I walked toward the advance section of
the OP, a sergeant behind a machine gun told
me to keep well under cover "or get your god-
O ment in a town called Octeville, about two
miles from Cherbourg. The colonel was stand-
had retreated several hundred yards so the bombs dam head blown off." There were J e r r y machine- ing in the church cemetery and around him
wouldn't hit them. gun nests and snipers in front and at the sides were all his battalion liaison oflicer& He pointed
After we had watched the bombers for 30 of the OP, and the Germans tried to pick off a pencil at a map of the Cherbourg sector. '
minutes, an elderly Frenchman with a long white our men as they passed through open sections. •'If we get that far," he said, "there may be
mustache invited me to his house. As I entered, When I reached the advance section, I found street fighting from then on. That's why I'm put-
he kissed my hand and offered me a drink of Sgt. Frank Brusic of Passaic, N. J., a platoon ting Tucker here," The colonel looked at one of
cognac. In sign language he explained that his leader, giving orders to cease firing. "Look out his lieutenants. "Tucker's had special training in
daughter lived in Cherbourg and he was very there on the hill," Brusic said. Through his that."
happy the Americans were closing in on that binoculars I saw a J e r r y waving a white flag. •'Yes, sir," Lt. Tucker said.
city. He filled the glass again. "That sonuvabitch has waved that flag for a half When the briefing was over, a soldier brought
"Vive VAmerique," he said. hour and he still isn't coming in," Brusic said. the colonel a canteen full of black coffee. Then
"Vive la France," I said. Some of the men in the platoon started to yell. another soldier poured in some sugar. "Who's
One yelled in Polish, another in German and a going to split this coffee with me?" asked the
IGHTER-BOMBERS of the Ninth Air Force were third in Russian. "Come here," they yelled, "come colonel. He looked at a pfc, whose face was un-
F still attacking the German stronghold at
Mont du Roc when we arrived at the regimental
here." But the German just kept waving.
"We've stopped firing," Brusic said, "but they
shaven and whose eyes were tired from lack of
sleep and from lying in foxholes.
CP. Enemy flak was bursting all around the haven't. I'd send a man after him but it looks ""You'll split this coffee with me, won't you.
planes, and the infantrymen sweated out the like the old J e r r y trick. They shot my best friend son? " said the Old Man.
flyers at every burst. in Italy by pulling that stunt." The next man "Yes, sir," said the pfc.
"The forward battalion's going in now," said asked Brusic whether his friend had died. "Hell, The colonel lifted the cup to his lips. ' T o to-
the commanding general of the division after the no." said Brusic. "He's an Irishman." morrow," he said.
last plane had dropped its bombs, Right about then a shell whizzed by us, fol- "Yes, sir," said the pfc. "To tomorrow."
"If you're going down to the forward bat- lowed quickly by more. "Screaming Mimis," The next day they both marched into Cher-
talion,", a young lieutenant warned me. "you'd Brusic said. He picked up the.phone and said: bourg.
better be on your guard for snipers. They got a "Let's give them some incoming mail." When
couple of our men around here, this morning. Brusic got the heavy-weapons company on the
There are still a number in the area." phone, he gave them fire directions. Then he U. S., British a n d French flags fly from town hall
I piled into a jeep with three other correspond- corrected the fire as the first mortar shells hit. OS M a y o r Paul Reynaud takes over administration
ents—Bruce Grant of the Chicago Times, Tom of liberated Cherbourg from Allied military forces.
N FRIDAY morning, two rifle platoons ad-
Henry of the Washington Star and Cpl. Joe Cun-
ningham, a YANK photographer—and we drove
off. About 200 yards from the CP, there was the
O vanced to the foot of the enemy hill. I went
forward with a group of medics. The road frpm
soft crack of a rifle. the OP advtmce section was wide open for
We turned off at a junction into a road. Artil- snipers. We ran and ducked at 50-foot intervals.
lery fire had resumed soon after the Air Force When we reached the forward medics, a private
completed its job, and the closer we approached warned us to hug the roadside. Snipers were
the front lines, the louder the burst of the guns shooting at everybody in the center.
became. None of us had ever been over this road A couple of medics brought in a wounded man
before, but it was evident that we were traveling on a litter and laid him carefully on the ground.
in friendly territory. Here and there on either Then Capt. Edmund Torkelson of Seattle, Wash.,
side of the road were the bodies of dead Ger- came up and began cutting the wounded man's
mans, their equipment scattered around. pants so he could administer first aid. "How do
There was another rifle crack that seemed to you feel?" the captain asked. "All right, I guess,
come from the hill on our right. "Yep," said the sir," said the soldier. "What got you," asked the
driver, "that's a sniper. You can always tell the captain, "a machine gun?" "No, sir," said the
difference between a sniper's fire and our own soldier, "a sniper." The soldier had scarcely said
carbines by the flat sound, like the sound of your that when a sniper's bullet passed over us. The
knuckles beating against marble." captain ordered the litter to be moved back.
When • we caught up with the tail end of the When the wounded man had been carried off,
forward battalion, our driver parked the jeep the captain looked at his hands. "I've washed
under a tree and we proceeded on foot alongside them a dozen times today," he said. He looked
the infantrymen. Our first stop was in an orchard at his hands again. T h e y were stained with blood.
where a heavy-weapons company was firing. Another wounded man was brought in. "My
Cpl. Howard Hodgson of Calumet, Mich., the God," said one of the medics. The man's face was
No. 1 man, was kneeling by a mortar while Sgt. half blown off, his chin hanging by a few threads
Kongslie of Upham, N. Dak., relayed information of skin, his nose not visible. A 20-mm shell had
he was receiving from the OP by walkie-talkie: hit him in the face, an infantryman said.
"1200, fire for effect, six rounds." As he shouted, By the time the captain was ready to leave
Pfc. Eugene Rossman of Ellwood City, Pa., a s - with the medics, Pvt. Frank 'Volpa of Fresno,
Calif., came running up. "They got my lieutenant,
sir," he said. ' T h e y got him with a machine
gun right in the arm, and the bone is sticking
'PUBLIC ENEMIES' • out. We dragged him from the hills but we've
got to get help to him in a hurry."
W ITH THE U. S. FORCES IN FRANCE-Score
one for the Nazi propaganda machine-.
German soldiers are convinced thot American
"What was it like on the way over?" the cap-
tain asked. "Many snipers?"
"Yes, sir," Volpa answered, "there are quite
paratroopers, many of whom hove close-shaved
a few of them, but I think we can do it all right."
heods, ore all lifers and convicts recruited from
"Okay," said the captain, "let's go."
U. S. prisons.
This probobly occouiits for the violent fear and
stubborn resistance of the average Germon soldier
when he runs into a Yank paratrooper. It may
B Y SATURDAY night there were reports all over
the lines that a U. S. division had entered
the eastern section of Cherbourg. Rumors can be
olso explain why a good many paratroopers have wilder on the battle front "than in any barracks
been found strung up on trees with their throats latrine back in the States, but anyway I joined
cut. —YANK Staff Correspondent a well-known regiment moving up.
"There goes the Old Man," said Cpl. Thomas
MPS AND TWO MEMBERS OF THE FRENCH GAROE MOBILE. AN AMERICAN PATROL SEARCHES THROUGH A FRENCH CHURCH IN TREVIERES FOR HIDDEN GERMAN SNIPER NESTS.

YANKS INSPECT A NAZI SELF-PROPELLED GUN, MOUNTED ON A CZECH CHASSIS. WHILE ONE YANK STANDS GUARD, ANOTHER FRISKS TWO PINT-SIZCD NAZI PRISONERS.
TOWNSPEOPLE SCAN BULLETINS AND ORDERS OF THf DISTRICT'S ALLIED CIVIL AFFAIRS TEAM. AN INFANTRY MN MARCHES ALONG A ROAD LEADING TO THE FRONT LINES.

OFFICERS OF A CIVIL AFFAIRS TEAM QUESTION CITIZENS OF A CAPTURED FRENCH TOWN. MEDICS LOAD U S. WOUNDED INTO A C-47 BOUND FOR A HOSPITAL IN ENGLAND.

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RED CROSS IS I N FRANCE, TOO. ARC GIRL JEAN DOCKHOLM EATS C RATIONS WITH CIS.
AN ARMY TRUCK WITH A PA SYSTEM BROADCASTS LATEST NEWS AND ORDERS.
YANK The Army Weekly • JULY 28

Seductive Irene Martnirtg

Dear YANK:
Sgl. E. W. O'Hara. In a recent letter about pin-
ups in YANK, speaks of "suggestiveness" in the
"seductive-looking'" picture of Miss Irene Manning.
Democracy? For the life of me. I can't see anything suggestive
Dear YANK: about it. Shouldn't you say that the suggestiveness
Just read Cpl. Rupert Trimmingham's letter titled and the suggestive look come from an "unclean"
"Democracy?" in a May edition of YANK. I Cpl. Trim- mind, not from the picture? . . .
mingham described the way he was forced to eat in Panomo S/Sgt. CUFF CROUCH*
the kitchen of a station restaurant while a group of *Also signed by S'Sgl. Raymond Cox.
German prisoners was fed in the dining room—Ed.)
We are white soldiers in the Burma jungles, and Dear YANK:
there are many Negro outfits working with us. They . . . I can't understand why you would even pub-
are doing more than their part to win this war. We lish such a letter. In my opinion Sgt. O'Hara owes
are proud of the colored men here. When we are Miss Manning an apology for his rude description
away from camp working in the jungles, we can go of her picture. I have that picture over my locker
to any colored camp and be treated like one of their and like it very much. I suggest Sgt. O'Hara go
own. I think it is a disgrace that, while we are away out and learn the facts of life from someone who
from home doing our pari to help win the war, some has been around. Also, the boys in my platoon
people back home are knocking down everything that agree with me that he should be examined for
we are fighting for. Sec. 8. Keep the pin-up pictures coming. We like
We are among many Allied Nations' soldiers that them.
are fighting here, and they marvel at how the Ameri- Cdmp McCain, Mits. - C p l . J O H N R. CREICH
can Army, which is composed of so many nationali-
ties and different races, gets along so well. We are Dear YANK:
ashamed to read that the German soldier, who is the
sworn enemy of our country, is treated better than . . . Nothing is wrong in having pin-up girls with
the soldier of our country, because of race. us. If we look out for psychology, we can see that
they are big for our morale. Yes indeed.
Cpl. Trimmingham asked; What is a Negro fighting
Panomo - P f c . FRANK T. LAMPARERO
for? If this sort of thing continues, we the white sol-
diers will begin to wonder: What are we fighting for? Dear YANK: Dear YANK:
Burma -Pvt. JOSEPH POSCUCCI (Itoliaii)* . . . Maybe if some of those panty-waists had to . . . YANK gives us all the news and gags—and
'Also ligned by Cpl. Edword A. Krwtler (French), Pfc. Maurics be stuck out some place where there were no especially pir>-up girls.
E. W m w n (Swwiith) and Pvl. Jamas F. Malloy (Irish). white women and few native women for a year Chma-Burmo/ndio —Pvt. WIUIAM E. SCHIF
and a half, as we were, they would appreciate
Dear YANK: even a picture of our gals back home. "The good Dear YANK:
Allow me to thank you for publishing my letter. sergeant land the other two signers of his letter] . . . Don't slam our pin-ups. If I had a wife I
Although there, was some doubt about its being pub- alibi that perhaps they are old-fashioned and go
lished, yet somehow I felt that YANK was too great a so far as to apologize for the mag I when sending would make sure her picture was up, but Irene
paper not to. . . . Each day brings three, four or five it home]. . . . They must be dead from the neck Manning will do until that big day.
letters to me in answer to my letter. I just returned up—and down. They can take their apology and Fleet Post Office -R. C. WAITERS Sic
from my furlough and found 25 letters awaiting me. jam it and cram it. And Pfc. Joseph H. Saling
To date I've received 287 letters, and, strange as it Dear YANK:
fwho in the same issue criticized all pin-ups]— Enclosed is a 10-cent coin of this realm for two
may seem, 183 are from white men and women in the isn't he just too too? We suggest that when the
armed service. Another strange feature about these next issue of YANK hits the PX these little boys re- copies of YANK—the issue containing the pin-up of
letters is that the.most of these people are from the frain from buying it, as it is too rugged a mag for Irene Manning. I'll have to dig this "seductive"
Deep South. They are all proud of the fact that they them to be reading. Perhaps later, when they grow shot that caused a bellow from some of the more
are of the South but ashamed to learn that there are up. We nasty old Engineers still appreciate YANK "sensitive" lads in khaki. Maybe'you-could ar-
so many of their own people who by their actions ujith its pin-ups. range for those brothers (who criticize the pose)
and manner toward the Negro are playing Hitler's Alatka -IS CHET STRAIGHT* to transfer to special duty with Will Hays. I
game. Nevertheless, it gives me new hope to realift haven't seen the picture yet, but knowing your
that there are doubtless thousands of whites who are ' A h a signod by T-Ss F. A. Wallbaum and Coopw Dunn and policy I surely feel that it was within bounds.
willing to fight this Frankenstein that so many white Pfcs. Robort Ross, Lloyd W. FinUy fmd Elom C O M M . YANK has done a grand job on this barrack a r t and
people are keeping alive. All that the Negro is asking I can say for myself, and, I guess, a lot of other
for is to be given half a chance and he will soon dem- Dear YANK: GIs, that the pin-ups are OK and give much
onstrate his worth to his country. Should these white . . . Personally I'll take the pin-ups . . . and I'll needed atmosphere to barren walls. . . . So let the
people who realize that the Negro is a man who is take the pin-ups in seductive poses. Can you blame latrine censors yelp. Continue to do a swell job—•
loyal—one who would gladly give his life for this our me? the "paper dollies" are reet with me.
wonderful country—would stand up, join with us and Hunter FieU. Go. -Cpl. ANTHONY J. BARONE Fort Huochuco, Ariz. -Sgt. BOB WILLIAMS
help us to prove to their white friends that we are
worthy, I'm sure that we would bury race hate and
unfair treatment. Thanks again.
Fort Huochuca, Arii. -Cpl. RUPERT TRIMMINGHAM
Stowed the highly important and seriou., task of set- drugs when a man has a stomach wound. He is never
• Since Y A N K printed Cpl. T r i m m i n g h a m ' s l e t - ting up a strong and happy France. given sulfa drugs because water must be taken after
The betrayers—the twentieth century Judases—are each pill and when a man has a stomach wound and
ter w e h a v e r e c e i v e d a great n u m b e r of c o m - well known to the French people. Their fate will not he drinks water, the water goes into the abdominal
ments from GIs, almost all of w h o m w e r e o u t - be a pleasant or enviable one. None of this taint has cavity and produces peritonitis (which is inflammation
raged by the t r e a t m e n t g i v e n the corporal. His ever touched De Gaulle. The papers report him as the of the lining of the abdomen), usually causing death. I
letter has been t a k e n from Y A N K and w i d e l y choice of the people. Little wonder! He has a mind think this statement should be clarified, as YANK has
quoted. T h e incident has b e e n dramatized on the of his own and a definite, program regarding the re- a lot of GIs who take YANK'S information to be up to
air and w a s t h e basis for a m o v i n g short story habilitation of his country. H this is so. why the con- date and accurate.
fusion? why the back-alley talks? why the hush-hush Comp A « o » y , Tex. - I / S g t . CLARENCE J. VINCENT
published r e c e n t l y in the New Yorker magazine. surrounding this business? If such confusion exists, so
early in our great task, what can be expected when • • Y o u r i>oint is v e r y w e l l t a k e n . S u l f a drugs,
Gen. De Gaul/e Poland, Holland and Germany come to be regov-
erned? w h e n s p r i n k l e d o n an o p e n w o u n d , are absorbed
Dear YANK; into the blood stream. It h a s b e e n s h o w n that the
The De Gaulle-Allied government fracas is too Bermuda - S / S g t . ARTHUR J. KAPLAN presence of drugs in t h e w o u n d does not p r e v e n t
blurred for ready understanding, and it seems to the d e v e l o p m e n t of infection, but its presence in
many of us that it is high time that our State Depart- Sulfa Drugs the blood s e r v e s to k e e p a n infection that m a y be
ment brushed away the cobwebs so that the exact present from spreading. It is, therefore, g e n e r -
nature of the friction can be understood and, if pos- Dear YANK:
sible, corrected. What most of us want answered is In reading a June issue of YANI4 I saw a statement ally preferable to g i v e this drug to t h e w o u n d e d
this: If Gen. De Gaulle is not acceptable to the Allied in the story "Merrill's Marauders in Burma" which in the form of t a b l e t s b v m o u t h . In a b d o m i n a l
authorities, then who is? De Gaulle's recent appoint- read as follows: " . . . a man had just finished pouring w o u n d s , h o w e v e r , it is a l w a y s possible that t h e
ment of an agent in Normandy has obviously irked sulfa powder into Leitner's stomach wound and giv- intestine has been o p e n e d , so that neither sulfa
our State Department. Here we are in the throes and ing him sulfa pills." I have had many hours of in- drugs nor a n y t h i n g , e l s e should be g i v e n by the
agonies of a mighty and costly invasion—even as this structions on first aid by the medical officers in the
note is typed men are being blasted into eternity— Armv. and I have been taueht never to give sulfa m o u t h . It is all right—and h e l p f u l — t o g i v e the
and we are still in the dark concerning the proper p o w d e r externally in s u c h cases, sprinkling it o n
and responsible people into whose hands can be be- the w o u n d .

NCOs in the 512TH MP BN.. once on a cadre in

;age Center PHILIP J. (SPIKE) O'DONNELL of Everett, Mass.: write
CAMP SHELBY: write Sgt. Stanley B. Dissinger, Co. L, L. H. (Frizie) Frisiello F l / c , 6th BAT 0644, USNRB,
140 Inf., Camp Howze, Tex. . . . GIs who attended Shoemaker, Calif. . . . KENNETH SCHOPIELD of Home-
ATHENS (ALA.) COLLEGE, 1940-'41: write Pfc Luke In- Air Depot, Kelly Field. San Antonio, Tex. . . . Lt. stead Park. Pa., last heard of in Alaska: write Pfc.
gle, Signal Office, Mat. Island. Foster Field, Tex. . . . GERALD FLAHERTY, last heard of in the 830th CA, Fort Maurice Motteram, Co. A, 56th Armd. Inf. Bn., Camp
Pvt. RALPH QUARANTA, Lt. PERLMANN, J I M BURTON and Monroe, Va.: write Sgt. David Satinover, 375 Ord. Barkeley, Tex. . . . Any information about Pvt. ELMER
HENRY ECKMAN: write (Pepsi the hamburger kid) HAM Co.. Camp Eldwards, Mass. . . . THOMAS GAUL- O. SMITH, 10th Def. Bn., USMC: write A / S David B.
Pvt. Al Lorch. Btry. A, 798 FA Bn., Fort Bragg. N. C. DEN, once at Miami, Fla.: write Pfc. Johnnie M. Scott, Weems, Prov. A / S Det. R-2, RAAF, Roswell, N. Mex.
. . . RAY ARCHER SK2C, once in San Francisco: write Sec. F, AAB, Dalhart, Tex. . . . Anyone knowing the . . . LESLIE A. ( P A T ) SULLIVAN, last heard of in Camp
Pfc. Richard W. Eastman, Det. S, Camp Haan, Calif. whereabouts of Pvt. EDWARD R. JONES, believed to be Lee, Va.: write Pvt. Roy Ward, 102d QM Co., Camp
. . . Sgt. ROBERT BLOCK, last heard of with the E^grs. in Iceland: write Pvt. Warren L. Blankner, 3d Co. 1st Swift, Tex. •. . . Sgt. JOSEPH D . SUMNER, overseas:
'National Guard) in Pacific: write Cpl. Hy Shaba- Stud. Regt. Tng. Gp.. The Armored Sch.. Fort Knox, write Cpl. William E. Sumner. 1158 Sch. Sq. (Sp)
shov, 465 AAF Base Unit, Paine Field, Everett, Wash. Ky. . . . Lt. LEON A. KEIF, last heard of at Edgewood OAAB, Orlando, Fla. . . . Pvt. STEPHEN J. SUPINA:
. . . CHARLES F . BREITBECK, last heard of an A / C in Arsenal, Md.: write Cpl, Harry Balberg, Btry. F, 6th write Lt. Armie T. James, MAAF, Marianna, Fla. . . .
Tenn.: write Cpl. Peter Loughlin, 131 Cml. Proc. Co., CA, Fort Baker, Calif. . . . AL LAURIO. attended Radio Sgt. BOB TREVE, BOB CRAWFORD and Eo FAVORITE, at
Edgewood Arsenal, Md. . . . JOSEPH CALLAHAN of Cam- Sch., Scott Fid, 1942: write Sgt. Pat Liguori. APO Fort Amador. C. Z., in "41, and Cpl. WALT ALLOY, once
bridge, Mass.: write T-5 A. Baglioni. Btry. A, 327th Mail Clk., GAAF, Galveston. Tex. . . . Lt. JOE LEVY of in 1st Inf. Div., Fort Dix, N. J.: write J. J. Cahill, 6708
AAA S/L Bn. (SHaW), Fort Bliss, Tex. . . . Pvt. BILL New York, who took flight training down South: Githens Ave., Merchantville, N. J. . . . S/Sgt. DANNY
CLAY, in the 2d Sch. Sq., Lowry Field, in 1941: write write Pvt. Clara Yelowsky, 3d WAC CWS, Hq. Det., C. CosTANZO of the Bronx, formerly at Camp Ritchie,
Cpl. Charles Werry. 650th Bomb. Sq., 411th Bomb Gp., Camp Detrick, Frederick, Md. . . . EILVIN W . LONG, Md.: write Pvt. Paul Camky, Co. F, 1st Tng. Group,
FAAF. Florence, S. C. . . . M/Sgt. DODRIDGE, once at once at Marfa AAB: write Pfc. Jesse L. Meador Jr.,
Albrook Field, Canal Zone: write S/Sgt. Stephen A. 18th Bomb.s^aint. Sq. (VH) PAAF. Pratt, Kans. . . . ASFTC-MOP, Jackson. Miss.
Peck, 9th Ferrying Sq., 556 AAFLBAF, Long Beach, Pvt. GEORGE" C. LUKAS, last heard from at APO 763:
Calif. . . . Pvt. HAROLD D . DOTSON: write Pvt. Nathan write Pvt. Jean Schneider, WAC Det., Sec. 1. 1798 SHOULOEIt PATCH EXCHANGE. A lUt of shouider-potch
W. Gann. BH & AB Sq., Sheppard Field, Tex. . . . Pvt. SU, Fort Des Moines. Iowa. . . . Cpl. ERNEST MIDWIN- collectors' names will be sent to you if you write ShouUef
JOHN FARREL. in the 27th TS Sp.. Jefferson Barracks, TER of San Jose, Calif.: write Pvt. Robert D. Sapping- Patch Exchange, YANK, 205 East 4 2 d Street, New York 17,
May 1941: write S/Sgt. Jack P. Dearth, 6th Floating ton. 3014 AAF BU, Sec. C-III, Douglas, Ariz. . . .
N . Y. Specify whether you wont your nome added to the list.

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 HE SKY. THE MAN I N THE KITCHEN CAN HARDLY HEAR T B I SIRENS AIOVE THE l U Z Z I N C OF THE INSECTS

AFTER TH£ RAID. THE CHAPLAIN READS FROM HIS BOOK A PRAYEB OF THANKSGIVING AND AT FIRST-AID TENT A LINE FORMS FOR TREATMENT OF THE MILDER CASUALTIES.
YANK The Army Weekly • JULY 28

So you salute me once every rhorning, and we'll jobs. But I was sales manager for an electrical

Great Day let it go at that."

Lt. Hillard was neat and trim, as lean and hard
as any 21-year-old boy should be. He had clean-
cut features, a small fierce dark mustache and a
concern for several years. Got married then. I
was 24."
"I suppose marriage is quite a responsibility?"
"Yes and no. If you make decent dough, you
crisp elocution-class way of speaking. He sat don't have much trouble. I was getting 75 a week
By Cpl. LEN ZINBERG down behin'd his field desk and asked: "Anything then. I worked as an office manager for about a
TALY—Cpl. Robert Stenker was a quiet, mil-d- new this morning, corporal?" year; that only paid 60 a week. I've worked as a

I mannered man, about -34, with thin blond hair

and soft brown eyes. He was just beginning
to get a little stomach. On the morning of June 6
he came into the S-2 tent and sat down behind
Cpl. Stenker said: "Of course, sir, you heard
the invasion had started?"
Lt. Hillard jumped up in his chair and banged
the desk with his fist. "By God, no?" For a mo-
salesman and once I wrote copy for ads. Just be-
fore the war, I managed a direct-mail advertising
concern. Going rather well. I'll probably return
to it."
his typewriter, humming to himself. The inva- ment he stared at the corporal in thoughtful si- "Sound like decent jobs," the lieutenant said,
sion had started; it was a very fine morning. lence. "So they've done it! Of course you know lighting a cigarette. He always lit his cigarettes
At exactly 0845, 2d Lt. Joseph NMI Hillard what this meaps?" with a neat brisk movement. "I suppose most
stepped into the tent. Cpl. Stenker jumped to his "Why, it means the end of the war is in sight,' jobs pay around 50 a week?"
feet and saluted. Lt. Hillard gave him a very Cpl. Stenker said happily. "I've been overseas 23 "Maybe in boom times. About 30 is the aver-
snappy salute in return. In all Italy, this was months. I'll be glad to get home, see my wife and age."
probably the only tent in which an officer was gel a job." "Thirty isn't much, when you have to consider
saluted at the start of the day, but as the lieuten- "A job?" Lt. Hillard repeated slowly. "Cor- rent and food," Lt. Hillard said.
ant often said: "I'm not a sticker for rules and poral, have you had many jobs?" "You certainly have to take those items into
regulations nor do I believe in being loo GI. "Quite a few," Cpl. Stenker said, filing his re- account. Clothes, too." i
However, some Army traditions must be upheld. ports. "Of course I had the usual run of small "I suppose this sounds strange," Lt. Hillard
said, "but I've never had a job. I was in my sec-
ond year at college, taking a BA, when I came
into the Army and went to OCS. Civilian life
will be quite a change. Don't think I'll go back
to college. Too old. Have to look for a job."
Cpl. Stenker lit a cigar and went on with his
filing. Lt. Hillard smoked his cigarette and read
a bulletin. Then he put that down and said: "So
the invasion's started. I guess it's about time."
He suddenly blew out a big cloud of smoke and
killed his cigarette. "Bob,"' he said, "working in
civilian life—I mean, getting a good job—it's
about the same as the Army, isn't it? I mean, if a
man could advance in the Army, he ought to—
you know."
Cpl. Stenker was about to say it was pretty
much the same, especiall.y if you worked for a
big concern. But he looked over at Lt. Hillard,
noticed the tenseness in the lieutenant's face, and
said casually: "No, I'm afraid it isn't, sir. I should
say it was very much different. The Army is one
thing, a civilian job another."
"I suppose so," Lt. Hillard said weakly.
"Yes, it's quite different," the corporal said.
Lt. Hillard opened a War Department letter
and read it absently. Cpl. Stenker went on filing
reports. He puffed on his cigar slowly, blowing
out thin smoke rings. It's a fine day, he thought—
first the invasion and now Lt. Hillard.
 Overseas Stripes
VS'^t^'-Xtr^f^iy/ ^ H T " ^ ^ ° ^^^ authorized
>3>.'4ia^a>A»iA/^H • a new stripe, which it
calls an overseas service
• •?;^K'''' ' '.^KM six months of total serv- f> '^ rfWW
ice overseas in this war.
The device consists of a horizontal bar, V* inch •A ^'^ ,^(>W'
wide and 1% inches long, on a cloth background
forming a border of Vs inch around the bar. It
will be worn four inches from the end of the
left sleeve on the blouse, the shirt and the wool
field jacket used in the European and African
theaters. For the blouse and jacket, it will be
of gold lace or bullion on an OD background;
on the shirt, it will be of golden yellow cloth
on a khaki background. If the blouse has hash
marks or the service chevrons of the first World
War, the overseas bar will be worn above them.
Each bar worn will represent a full six-month
period of service outside the continental limits of
the U. S., computed from the day of departure
from the States to the day of return. Periods of
desertion and AWOL will not count. Alaska serv-
ice merits the wearing of the stripe.

Infantry Pay Incr^tses

P*resident Roosevelt has signed the bill that
gives a pay increase of $5 a month to wearers
of the Expert Infantryman's badge and $10 a
month to wearers of the Combat Infantryman's
badge. Members of military and naval glider
units are scheduled to receive a 50-percent in-
^r^a^^
crease in pay after an executive order is issued
by the President defining the terms of the raise.

Paratroop Transfers
'Whaf's up, Hideki? This is the fifth class in hara-kiri we've had this week!'
The WD has authorized voluntary enlistment
in the Parachute Troops for all men between 18
and 32 in the Ground, Air and Service Forces.
An applicant must not weigh more than 185, marked 'Christmas Parcel" can be mailed over-
his height must not exceed 72 inches and his Bulletin Board
seas without written requests from the GIs on
distant vision, uncorrected, must be 20/40 or bet- The publishing firm of Random House will the receiving end. Weight and size restrictions
ter for each eye. Application for transfer should give a prize of $2,500 for the best book on the remain the same—five pounds, 15 inches in
be made to the company commander. return of servicemen and their adjustment to length and 36 inches in length and girth com-
civilian life, written by an active or discharged bined. Soldiers leaving the States shortly before
Total Army Losses member of the armed forces. The book may be or after Oct. 15 will be limited to one package
Through deaths and other causes, the Army fiction or nonflction. Manuscripts must be at least per man from the same person, and the sender
60,000 words long and must be submitted before must present a change-of-address card received
of the United States has lost 1,200,000 members May 31, 1945. Manuscripts or queries should be
between Dec. 7, 1941, and April 30, 1944. The after Sept. 30. For others the limit is one pack-
addressed to Servicemen's Prize Contest, Ran- age per man per week from the same person. . . .
latest cumulative figures (to the nearest thou- dom House Inc.. 20 East 57th Street. New York
sand) show: Those who are sweating out a spirituous Christ-
Officers Enliited Total
22, N. Y. mas might as well turn to local stock; intoxicants
TotaJ d e a t h s 14,000 49,000 63,000 Cpl. Louis J. lOwartler of Co. C, 212th ITB, still can't go through the mail.
Honorable discharges 14,000 908.000 922.000 Camp Blandjng, Fla.. is compiling a book to be The Post Office Department says that soldiers
P r i s o n e r s a n d missing 12.000 30.000 62.000 called "Commentaries by GI Joes About the overseas are getting its entire monthly output
Other separations ' 3,000 150,000 ISSKMM) Post-War World and What They Expect of It." of 40 million 6-cent stamped air-mail envelopes
Totals 43,000 1,157,000 1,200,000 Cpl. Kwartlpr solicits contributions of opinion and that the red-white-and-blue border is
from all officeis and enlisted men in the armed being eliminated to increase the output. If you
Battle Honors forces. • are one of the soldiers using these envelopes,
Battle honors have been accorded by Presi- though, don't be fooled into thinking that APS
dential citation to three groups of the Eighth, fifth Army Thrift necessarily carries them by air mail. They are
Ninth and Twelfth Air Forces and to one Since last December men of the Fifth Army good for mail service to this country, and while
squadron of the Ninth. The 319th Bombardment in Italy have kept only about 20 pei cent of their the APS gives them priority over all other mail
Group of the Twelfth was cited twice for out- pay for themselves; the remainder has been sent except V-mail, it is under no obligation to carry
standing performance in Italy. The 56th Fighter home in bonds, insurance and money orders. In them by air.
Group of the Eighth and the 57th Fighter Group December, the Fifth bought $33,250 in War Bonds The Medics need 3,000 officer candidates in the
and the 314th Fighter Squadron of the Ninth for cash, $1,000,625 worth by allotment; in J a n - next three or four months for the Medical Ad-
were cited once. uary $102,625 for cash. $1,123,475 by allotment; ministration Corps, to be trained to act as as-
In the Pacific fighting. Presidential citations in February $487,725 for cash, $1,666,570 by allot- sistant battalion surgeons and replace medical
went to Company E and Company F, 148th In- ment. Outstanding savers were the 3d (Marne) officers at battalion-aid stations 400 yard or so
fantry Regiment, 37th (Ohio) Infantry Division, Division and the 45th (Thunderbird) Division from the front. These men will handle basic med-
for their part in a counterattack which stopped at Anzio. ical work such as stopping hemorrhages, giving
a Japanese offensive on Bougainville. morphine, fixing splints and bandaging, and they
will relieve critically needed doctors for more
The Women W a s h i n g t o n OP specialized work in rear-echelon hospitals. Two
.schools, at Camp Barkely, Tex., and Carlisle Bar-
Gen. Arnold has announced that recruiting racks, Pa., will give six-week courses leading to
second lieutenants' commissions to men drawn
and training of all additional Wasps will be
terminated immediately "in view of the expres-
sion of Congress." (The Costello Bill, which
T HE War Production Board and the War De-
partment are arranging priorities for strong
standard-sized cardboard boxes for mailing
from the Army Service Forces in this country.
Men with medical training, pre-medical study in
contemplated increasing the number of Wasps Christmas packages to GIs overseas, so that college, or work in the medics or in dispensaries,
and bringing them into the Air Forces, failed to fewer packages than last year will come apart probably will receive the most favorable con-
pass the House of Representatives.) or be damaged in transit. Army Postal Service sideration. All applicants must be general-ser-
More than 300 American women in England expects to handle about 40 million Christmas vice men. A few men have already been grad-
who have requested enlistment in the WAC will packages (twice last year's load) between Sept. uated from the course at Barkley and are overseas.
be inducted and given basic training theie. 15 and Oct. 15. the time during which packages —YANK Waihington Burvou

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Pvt. Alfred Cummings ond his pretty, portable w i f e Jacqueline sit pensively on the stoop of their ninth home in a little over t w o years. They hope to stay a wi^ile.

to take care of their room rent, board and inci-

This Gl Wife Is a Suitcase-Packin^ Mama dentals.
T i e bright spot in their wanderings was when
Al was attending radio school in Kansas City.
Al's detachment was quartered in the Robert E.
D aniel Field, Ga.—When Pfc. All'i-ed Cummings
of the 5lh Squadron enlisted in March 1942.
hi.s wife Jacqueline made a great tactical error—
Air Base, Utah; Kansas City, Mo.; Ogden, Utah,
and Truax Field. Wis., not to mention five brief
way stops in between.
Lee Hotel. Civilians were allowed to live on the
upper floors while the Army had the lower ones.
.•ihv went out and bought a suitcase. She should Al was an air cadet the first six months. Until Jackie was installed on the eighth while Al was
have bought a trailer. he made permanent party at Keesler Field, he on the third. Al still corresponds with the ele-
Pfc. Cummings has spent 28 months in the lived on the post and saw his wife only at brief vator boy there.
Army and has made 14 changes of station, cov- moments whenever he could. The Cummingses Now the young couple live in Augusta where
ering approximately 25.000 miles by rail and bus. regard Keesler as the low spot in their travels they have a bedroom with kitchen privileges.
His wife has gone every step of the way with for two reasons. The first was a sergeant who They'd like to stay put for a while, Al with his
him, barely getting her suitcase unpacked before met them at the station and immediately took Al job in Special Service and Jackie at her job in
A] would be off again. Almost always Jackie has off without giving him a chance to say good-bye town with a dental technician, but they've grown
been able to land a job to help pay for the to Jackie, much less help her find a place to stay wise to the Army's ways. Jackie's suitcase is
groceries. in nearby Biloxi. The other was a greedy land- never fully unpacked and Al's barracks bags are
The Cummings itinerary started at Camp lord who, after Al was elevated to the station always on the alert.
Grant, 111., and has carried the couple to Max- complement, charged the couple $18 a week for "We don't really care what happens now,"
well Field, Ala.; Lafayette, La.; Keesler Field, a sleeping room. Jackie got a job at the PX, Jackie says, "because as long as we're together
Miss.; Camp Crowder, Mo.; Salt Lake City Army but it still took every penny they could muster we can never be unhappy." _sgt. LEON JACOBSON

bellhop as a demonstrator, brought him and the toy geant were: "Sergeant, this is one time I'm sure
75th's Junior Commandos home and together we invented the name yo-yo." glad to see you."
Camp Breckinridge, Ky.—S/Sgt. Earl Sanko, Ives then went on the road to publicize the toy
mess sergeant of F Co., 290th Inf.. found four kids
drilling on an Owensboro (Ky.) street one day.
ami, after three years of traveling around this
country, decided to go abroad and make the
Wacs Commended
They were not much better than the average people of other countries yo-yo conscious. He Fort Jackson, S. C.—A bazooka rocket accidefti-
inductee on his first day at driU. Sgt. Sanko took spent two years overseas on the project. tally exploded here recently and seriously in-
the youngsters in hand and now has a sizable In October 1942, he went overseas again, this jured 22 soldiers who were in the vicinity. Im-
group who have Organized themselves into the time as a radio operator with an Army antisub- mediately there was an urgent need for whole
"75th Division Junior Commandos." marine group. One day he went on a pass and blood, and a call for donors was sent out.
When- he took over, the sergeant, who'd had visited the native quarter of an African city. One First to respond and in great number were
experience witlj youth organizations when he was of the first sights he saw was an Arab kid, sitting members of WAC Detachment No. 1, commanded
in the sheriff's office at Martinez, Calif., agreed on his haunches, playing with a yo-yo.
to meet the kids each Sunday afternoon. He had
no idea that the turn-out the first Sunday would
be what it was. The original cadre of four showed
up, and each boy brought three or four others RADIO INTERFERENCE
with him. The organization continued to grow in AAFTC # 1 , M i a m i Beach, Fla.-Sgts. Zeke
the weeks that followed. Segal and Irving Wolters attempted to bring news
For two months the youngsters have been drill- broadcasts by omplification to the mess hail in the
ing on Sunday afternoons. They wear the Infantry
Town House here. But when men of the 3504th
braid on their oversized GI caps and the 75th
Division's patch on their shoulders. The outfit Base Unit started slupping, it wasn't even a close
reached the pinnacle of its success when it made race. The loudspeakers, which orice were used to
an unscheduled appearance at a review here announce the races at Flamingo Pork, just weren't
under the eye of the 75th's commander, Maj. mechontcally able to compete with the GIs.
Gen. F. B. Prickett.

Gl to Blame for Yo-Yo

Woodward Army Air Field, Oklo.—If you've ever Glad to See You, Sarge
f-one a little crazy trying to handle a yo-yo, per- Fort Brady^ Mich.—S/Sgt. John D. Arney was
haps you'd like to know who's responsible for inspecting the area around Sabin Lock with two
the thing. A large share of the blame belongs officers when he heard cries for help coming from
to Sgt. Thomas S. Ives of Oak Park, 111., who is the nearby canal. Arney rushed over and in the
assigned to the Special Service office here. He's early-morning darkness saw a man struggling
one of the owners of the company that manu- in the water.
factures the toy. The sergeant found a life preserver and threw
The yo-yo invaded the American way of life it to the man, who was then pulled to safety. He
in 1930 when the sergeant's brother-in-law, Don- was Pvt. William J. Raff of Co. B, 729th MP Bn.,
ald F. Duncan, another owner of the company, who had been walking his post along the canal
was stopping at a Los Angeles hotel and noticed when he suddenly lost consciousness and fell in.
a Filipino bellhop playing with a curious gadget When he hit the water. Raff regained conscious-
attached to a string. ness and started to swim. When he reached the
"Don questioned the boy." Sgt. Ives says, "and wall of the smoothly constructed lock, he could
hf learned that the toy had been a favorite of find no hold. He was rapidly tiring when Arney
Filipino children for generations. He hired the heard his cry, Pvt.- Raff's first words to the ser-

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 Put Them All Together
And They Spell 'Ann'
amp Ellis, III.—Pvt. Walter Gruber, with the
C Engineer Casual Detachment, has own ideas
on the subject of pin-ups. He has a collection of
156 pictures and they're all of the same girl—
Ann Guerra, 18, of Chicago, 111.
"This does not include the hundred I lost when
I transfen-ed from my last station," Pvt; Gruber
says. "Every letter my girl sends me has a new
picture of her, and she writes me almost every
day. That is, except for the past week; she had
ptomaine poisoning and wasn't able to have her
picture taken."
Gruber has several wallets filled with Miss
Guerra's pictures. "No two pictures are alike,"
he says. "Either her pose, her hair or her dress
is different every time."
Gruber and his girl met accidentally a little
more than two years ago. She was looking out of
a window of her apartment, and he saw her
while he was working as a clerk for a construc-
tion company. During those first days, Gruber
didn't get much work done until he got up
enough courage to speak to Ann. Since then, he
says, everything has been fine.
The flood of pictures started after he entered
the Army. "Mind you," he says, "collecting pic-
tures is not a hobby with me. Sine's the only girl
I've ever kept a picture of, and if everything
works out right, I hope to make it permanent."
In the meantime, the pictures pile up.

by 1st Lt. Leonie C. Flynn. As the result of the ing office. That someone direct ?d him tci the Army
Wacs' response the Surgical Service had a sur- recruiting office by mistake. S"elba found himself
plus of blood at all times. Many of the donors in the Army before he realized the ciior.
offered to serve in the emergency operating rooms Buckley Field, Colo.—This field's PT depart-
and wards in the days following the accident. ment claims to be the first to install and use a
The detachment was officially commended by I'ound boxing ring for its weekly boxing cards.
Lt. Col. W. T. Barron, chief of surgical service at The new ring, which is supposed to prevent
the station hospital. stalling, was designed by members of the PT
department, under the supervision of Pvt. Merle
Vannoy, boxing instructor.
Camp Fannin, Tex.—Sgt. Charles Lee Hill, witli
the Special Service office, is the composer of an
Hammer Field, Calif.—A total of $300 was r e - original swing composition for band, "At the
ceived by Sgt. Howard J. Lewis of the 461st Base Gremlin Ball," which has just been published by
Unit here as the result of a 500-word essay he the New York City music publishing firm of Carl
wrote on "Why I Fight." A $50 War Bond, came Fischer Inc. Hill has also sold the same company
from the contest sponsors, the AAFTC at Miami a swing novelty number for military band. "Deep
Beach, Fla., and $250 from the magazine This in Dixie." The sergeant was a Texas high-school
Week for permission to print thfe essay. band director before entering the Army in 1942.
Stout Field, Ind.—Cpl. Louis Lips<y was on late CQ Moody Field, Go.—Comic strip readers familiar
and was to relieve Cpl. La Verne Chase. Lipsky with "Smilin' Jack" have been tipped off as to
spent an hour on bed check and came back with the identity of the girl who was Mai. Zack Mas-
a very complete list of absentees. The list included ley's inspiration for the Wac character. Bunny
the name of Cpl. Chase, who was waiting patiently Beam. She is Sgt. Agnes Maw, control-tower
in the orderly room for Lipsky to relieve him so operator at this field, whose husband, 1st Sgt.
that he could get to bed. Walter R. Maw, is now in England. She asks:
Camp Crowder, Mo.—Pvt. Berislav Svelba is a "Does that make my husband Wagon Wheels?"
former merchant seaman who is a native of Smoky Hill Army Air Field, Kant.—Pfc. Sidney
Czechoslovakia and has had only a short time to Kierson has developed a new angle to snag extra
get used to things in this country. He was in spending money from home. Whenever he writes
Washington, D. C , when he decided to enlist. His and is in need of money, he uses red ink. "It
choice was the Navy, and he asked someone in always works," he says. "The folks got the idea
the busy capital for directions to the Navy recruit- immediately."

SKY F O U N T A I N . This demonstration at the AAF Tactical Center in Orlando, Fla., is the latest in combat TEMPERATURE U P . A patient at Woodrow
training White phosphorous bombs the some type thot covered landings ot Rabaul, fall by night. These Hospital in Staunton, Va., Pfc. William Clev
bobips throw sTioke clouds to confuse enemv gunners ond scatter white-hot antipersonnel fragments as well. wounded in Oran, North Africa, knocks a few
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S W O O N E R P U S H . Frank Sinatra g a v e the

f o n g b e l o w , written b y t w o G U , a shov* into
f a m e w h e n he introduced it on the a i r last f a l l .
W i t h the invasion, "There'll Bo a Hot Time in
the Tov^n of Berlin" has surged to the top.

By Sgl. JOE BUSHKIN

a n d Pvt. J O H N DE VRIES
NIGHT SPOTS
T HERE'LL be a hot time in the town ot Berlin,
When the Yanks go inarching in.
I wanna be there boy
And spread some joy
When they take old Berlin. Man/a Louis
There'll be a hot time in the town of Berlin,
When the Brooklyn boys begin Cafe Zanzibar, with a show headed by Marva
Lynn Bari To take the joint aport Louis, wife of heavyweight champ S/Sgt. Joe
And tear it down. Louis, broke a long-standing location jinx at
Lynn Bari introduced the "woo-woo" dress in When they take old Berlin. 50th and Broadway. Completing a year of con-
her latest, "Sweet and Low-Down." The garment, They're gonna stjart a row
tinuous good fortune, the Zanzibar celebrated
so named by 200 teen-age jitterbugs who saw during the week of July 8 with special entertain-
And show them how ment and gave out special awards to previous
the picture, is a figure-hugging black sheath with
revealing cut-outs in a beaded lace bodice. Fif- W e paint the town bock in Kokomo. club operators who had failed to make the loca-
teen-year-old jive expert Paul Graeff explained: They're gonna take a hike tion pay in the past. . . . Two new niteries opened
"Woo-woo means you're strictly a drool-cup, a Through Hitler's Reich, in Philadelphia despite the reduced patronage
slick-chick with a skeleton that's zoot, root and And change the "Heil" to "Whotcho know, Joe." occasioned by the increased tax situation. Giro's
solid to boot, and a rusty-dusty that's hep. In There'll be a hot time in the town of Berlin, was added to the Palumbo management and the
other words, you're the kind of dig-me-devil dish When the Yanks go marching in.
new Everglades Club took over the spot which
that makes a hep-wolf cry, 'Hey. squirrel, let's housed the 69th Street Rathskeller. . . . The tax-
You could never keep 'em happy down on the form busted Blossom C Club has been reopened and is
twirl,' and has him swooning to be wooing you."
. . . One of the major roles of the year has gone After they take Berlin. offering three acts and a four-piece band nightly
to Greg McClure, a former Atlanta (Ga.) boy, Copyright ?9<3 by Sorton Music Corp. to Omah% (Nebr.) patrons. . . . The Monte Carlo,
who has been cast in the title role of Bing Crosby a carriage-trade nitery for New Yorkers well
Productions' "The Great John L." Feminine leads heeled with cash, takes a step into the future
in the picture, the first under the new Crosby this month with the opening of one of its rooms
banner, are played by Linda Darnell and Bar- as a television theater. . . . Bill Robinson and
bara Britton. . . . Rosemary La Planche, facing COAST TO COAST Rochester are opposing each other in Chicago.
the cameras in "Heavenly Days," has just been Bill is at the Rio Cabana, while the gravel-voiced
voted "the girl we should most like to find in a "What a Romeo," a new Shubert musical, goes comic of Jack Benny fame is luring the cus-
mail pouch" by an Army postal unit in Iceland. into rehear<5al on Aug. 15 and is scheduled for a tomers to the Oriental Theater. . . . The Troca-
Stars of the picture are radio's Fibber McGee and Boston (Mass.) opening around the middle of dero, Los Angeles nitery. becomes the Copaca-
Molly. . . . Monogram and RKO will share the September. . . . Woody Herman and his band bana on Aug. 1. with Felix Young making his
new contract just signed by Gale Storm, cinema have set some sort of record in Chicago, having second try at this location. . . . After being closed
newcomer, who scored in "Where Are Your Chil- been booked into three separate spots—the Chi- for three years, the Grand Terrace Cafe, Chicago,
dren?", juve delinquency film made by Mono- cago Theater, the Oriental and College Inn— was renovated and reopened the end of last
gram. . . . Marines at Camp El Toro, Calif., have within 31^ months. . . . The Minneapolis Sym- month. Vivian Anola is producing a show which
dubbed Gale Robbins, 20th Century-Fox starlet, phony Orchestra, with Dimitri Mitropoulos con- is headlined by the Darlings of Rhythm, a 14-
the "female Sinatra." The enthusiastic leather- ducting, is scheduled to begin its season of 18 piece gal orchestra. Two Bits of Rhythm, Joe
necks told Miss Robbins they "would scream for concerts on Oct. 18. . . . Ozzie Nelson and Harriet Stack and Jessie Davis.
her anytime." Hilliard, who appeared on the Red Skelton air
show, will have their own program, which will
occupy the slot formerly held by "Silver Theatre."
'Pacific GIs Pick a Band . . . "The Sunken Gardens Theater in San Antonio
Choosing Benny Goodman for a reed spot and will be renovated at a cost of $14,000 and made
available soon for outdoor shows. . . . Bob An-
CHANGE OF ADDRESS IrVrKVuV.
also as leader, the staff of the Cockatoo, GI news- •crjber and have changed your oddrMt, use thit cAupen
paper published in the South Pacific, has picked thony, vocalist with Glen Gray's Casa Loma or- together with the mailing addm* en your latest YANK
its own all-star band. chestra, was fired after he lost a decision to an fo notify us of the change. Moil it to YANK, The Army
On reeds, it lists Hymie Shertzer, Jimmy Dor- unidentified serviceman in the lobby of the Sher- Weekly. M S East 42d Street, New York 17, N. Y., and
sey, Benny Carter, Eddie Miller, Charlie Barnett; man Hotel in Chicago. . . . Marilyn Duke, former YANK will foilew you to any part of the werid.
trumpets, Harry James, Charlie Spivak, Ziggy thrush with Vaughn Monroe's band, is working
Elman; trombones, Tommy Dorsey, Jack Tea- as a single at the Frolics at Revere Beach, Mass.
garden, Glenn Miller; rhythm. Count Basic. Allan . . . The Philadelphia Opera Company has a n - Full Name and Rank Order No.
Reuss, Bob Haggart, Gene Krupa: vocalists, Frank nounced a repertoire of four operas for its forth- OLD MILITARY ADDRESS
Sinatra, Helen Forrest, Jo Stafford, Pied Pipers. coming seventh season. The company will start a
20-week tour in October. . . . Circleville, Ohio,
named a park for band leader Ted Lewis.
UR Department of Facts and Figures in
TEE.TOTAL WINNERS
the Matter of Pin-op Girls has gone A second-time winner in tliis contest was A/C Donald r NEW MILITARY ADDRESS
AWOL this week and so we can't tell you Bergstrom. San Antonio ACC. Tex., wltti a score of 385.
Prize puzzle kits go to these first-time win-
much about Joan Lawrence—except that she ners: A C Donald E. Williams, Santa Ana
appears to have done pretty well herself in AAB, Calif., whose solution with a score of
391 is shown; Capt. W. C. Littlewood, Eglin
providing one figure. Joan, a newcomer to Field, Fla. (391); T-3 Peter Watklns, Santa
«'i-£3 IsJ Fe, N. Mex. (384); Pvt. Gabriel Marks. Camp
the screen, is in MGM's "Ziegfeld Follies." Allow 31 days for change of oddress to fcocome effocfive
"H^ I f Z J * Kt
Crowder. Mo. (383), and Cpl. Arthur Free-
man, Keesler Field, Miss. (383).
The Girl With the Legs
H E was in the big room of the USO. flipping
the pages of a new Esquire, when he became
yware of a pair of startling feminine legs hang-
ing from the sofa across from him.
Looking up, he let his eyes go to the face that
went with the legs—not bad. he thought—and
down to the still startling legs. The girl held a
copy of "Murder at the Opera" in her lap but she
was now quite occupied with touching up her
GI MOTHER GOOSE
Cpl. Jill ran up a bill
I T was an awfully pretty day. and I was in such
a lovely mood that even the hitherto distaste-
ful task of raking our pebbly load became sooth-
make-up. Suddenly she looked up, but ho was And soon was in hot water. ing. The cool mistiness of early morning and the
fast and by the time she saw him he was casu- Ermine wraps for after taps song of the birds mingled together and formed a
ally skimming the pages of the magazine. Were fine—until they caught her. private univeise in which I drifted with exquisite
Again his eyes went up. but very indiflerently, • lack of responsibility, I shifted pebbles here and
in her direction. The girl was smiling at him. He Mary served a lit-ile Spam: yon with utter contentment,
Her guests were GI gents. I was jolted out of the spell by the distinct ana
found himself smiling back, but then an inherent The case was tried by Uncle Sam;
bashfulness asserted itself and again he was turn- disconcerting sound of a sniffle smothered by a
ing the pages, blood flushing his face. The verdict: Self-defense. sleeve. I turned around and there stood Maurice
• Struthers, a charming lad who had caused our
In a little while, through the part of the eye Pvt. Peter Punkineater
that can see without meaning to, he was con- Had a wife but couldn't boat her. first sergeant to develop several complexes. He
scious again of the legs moving. Somehow he felt Took up Judo: never wins. w.as a rather awkward fellow, with haunted eyes
the girl was still smiling at him. He determined Damn civilian rolling pinsi and a consistently defeated manner.
he would talk to her. At that insts^nt he felt the • He stared at me fixedly until the situation cried
sofa on which he was sitting give under the im- I see a ship a-sailing, for relief.
pact of someone plopping on it next to him. A-sailing on the sea, "Well," I said, 'what the hell is the matte;
He saw that it was another GI. The guy started And that's me at the railing with you'?"
to talk immediately, even before he had settled Fresh f r o m POE. "Why are you so happy'?" he asked.
himself. ''Boy," the newcomer exploded to no one Fori leonord W o o d . Mo. —Sgl. J O H N W . GREENtEAF "'Who wouldn't be," I said, "on a day like
in particular, "I feel like a million bucks and 1 this?"
think I could take on a dozen Japs and Germans TO A FRIiND GOING INTO THE NAVY Maurice sighed. "Did you know I am sick?"
with one pinky." "Get out o' here," I said. "Why'ncha go on sick
The newcomer looked at the girl with the legs Manhattan is a fine town.
A legendary city call?"
and was suddenly on his feet a n d . t h e n sitting Where all the bars are wet with Scotch "Them medicos ain't no good. They got no feel-
next to her. ing. They don't know ^." He ended mysteri-
"I know you," he was saying. "'I danced with And all the girls are pretty ously.
you a few times at the service club, didn't I?" The ships slip out, the trains roar in. I moved away with my rake, plainly showing
"Oh. yes," said the girl, her eyes bright with The cabs rush up and down— dismissal of him, but he pursued me.
recollection. .A busy place, a dizzy place. "'Look,'" he said, tapping my shoulder. "'I'm bad
"Whattaya say to a coke, eh?" asked the new- This lovely, sinful town. off. All I am is a mass of germs. Things are wrong
comer, in here." He tapped his chest. "'Things crawl
"Swell." said the girl. The two walked oflf, bab- And there are pitfalls for the young: around in me." He squirmed. I mopped my fore-
bling beautifully, holding hands. The Times Square Lorelei, head, still whistling my merry tune.
His eyes followed them to the snack bar and The brimming glass, the scarlet lip. "Don't get me wrong," said Maury, brighten-
then slipped to the magazine. It was open now at The bright mascaraed eye. ing. ''Don't misunderstand. I love the Army. 1
the picture of the Varga girl. love the life it leads me. I love the food and I
"Oh, goddam," he said aloud. Then he got up So, if your way be virtuous like the hikes. I go for drilling, too. but"'—he
and walked out into the street. (And such it is, I'm sure). paused and misery crept over his face—"I c a n t
Boca Ralon field, F/o. —Pvt. JOSEPH WHALEN Walk wide of little old New York take it. My feet are in a terrible condition. If it
And you'll stay chaste and pure. wasn't for them, or if my head didn't hurt. I
But if your soul is like to mine could march all night, happily.''
And if your thirst is, too— I still whistled merrily and lounged on the
Then meet me there some Friday night: rake handle.
We'll see what we can do. He kicked in silent misery at a stone.
Camp G o r d o n , Go - T - 4 ROBERT MURRAY "F'rinstance," he said, "take yesterday. We
were doing calisthenics. Now, there's nothing I
WAIT like better than a good old round of calisthenics.
Think not too much, just now, of me But I can't take it. Doing them bends nearly
wrenched my back. It's still sore." He stooped
Nor dwell too long on what has been forward so I could see how it hurt him. Agony
Or is to be. crossed his face. "You see?"
But, darling, teach your heart to wait and hunger I still whistled.
not. "And my sinus." he said. ""I tell you, there ain't
The days are long that Til be long away, another man in the country has sinus like mine.
.'Vnd longer still the nights when memories will I'd enjoy wearing a gas mask, except for my
mock .sinus. They kill me whenever I put it on."
Your every thought and silence will enclose you "You're really in bad shape." I said.
In its tomb. •'Just a mass of germs is all I am."
Sweet longings for the days to come
Will not conceive, nor nurture them to life. "Creeping death."
And memories that are to be "Tobacco Road on a dark night."
May not be worth the memories that are: , There was a moment of silence.
So trust them not. "Well," said Maurice, "I got to get some rest.
Be free of all that is, oi- was, or is to be. G'bye."
Be patient, and instruct your heart to wait, fn> I watched him drag across the company street.
oK"^''/ love:
T h i n k not too much, just now, of me.
Then I began raking again" and whistling. I no-
ticed later that I was whistling the "'Dead March"
-Cpl. Bill Thomos, Willioms Field, Ariz- USMA, Wesf Point, N. Y - C p l . THOMAS C. CARROLl from "Saul."
Comp Kohler, CalH. - P v t . J. E. MILLER
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iMEWHERE IN INDIA—Neither of the too realistic. His w o u n d s w e r e salved t h e n e x t

S ulider crews heard the C-47 pilot shout

There's home plate! Good luck!" as they
cu; loose. T h e r e was no radio communication
day, however, by an a n n o u n c e m e n t from
Washington t h a t h e h a d been a w a r d e d the
Distinguished Flying Cross. His citation read:
"For extraordinary achievement in aerial
on this mission because enemy airfields w e r e
flight during which exposure to enemy fire was
too near. But the glider crews and their probable and expected. Flying transport air-
load of Wingate's Chindits w e r e satisfied a n y - craft carrying a normal load, in addition to
how. T h e C-47 pilot had led t h e m safely over towing two heavy-loaded gliders, he took off at
the j u t t i n g j u n g l e - c l a d 7,000-foot Chin Hills night for a point 200 miles behind enemy posi-
and across e n e m y - h e l d positions east of the tions in Burma. . . . Due to the proximity of the
Chindwin River and had delivered them right enemy and the necessity of surprise, the entire
on the nose at one of t h e few spots in B u r m a flight was made without radio aid, requiring the
200 miles behind the J a p lines w h e r e enemy highest degree of piloting skill to avoid mid-air
troops would not be waiting to greet them. crashes either with aircraft in the towing unit
It was a neat demonstration of flying skill or other nearby units on the same mission."
on the pilot's part, done with the same keen HE a w a r d to Lewis for his precision flying
eye and split-second timing that once won
him a place on t h e A m e r i c a n League a l l - s t a r T in B u r m a p r o b a b l y r e m i n d e d Washington
baseball fans of his last a p p e a r a n c e at Grif-
team. Capt. J o h n K. ( B u d d y ) Lewis, t h e for- fith S t a d i u m in J u n e 1943. T h e r e w a s a S u n -
m e r Washington Senators third baseman, had day d o u b l e - h e a d e r scheduled t h a t day. B e -
justified his nomination to the U. S. A r m y fore the first game, B u d d y stopped by the
Air Corps' a l l - s t a r flying aggregation, t h e 1st Senators' dressing room. S m i t t e n by his first
Air Commando Force. love, he t e m p o r a r i l y e x c h a n g e d his A r m y
Lewis, a n e x - G I w h o w e n t to cadet flying s u n - t a n s for baseball flannels a n d took p a r t
school, was stationed w i t h t h e Troop C a r r i e r in his last fielding and b a t t i n g practice. He
C o m m a n d at Lawson Field, Ga., after w i n - couldn't w a i t for the games because he w a s
ning his wings in December 1942. Despite his d u e to report back a t his base. But, before
lack of overseas experience, Lewis w a s chosen leaving, h e told George Case, the S e n a t o r s '
by Col. Phil C o c h r a n — t h e original Flip centerfielder, t h a t h e w o u l d stop b a c k for a
Corkin of " T e r r y and the P i r a t e s " — w h i l e the final bow to Griffith S t a d i u m .
colonel w a s organizing the Air C o m m a n d o "I'll be back precisely at 4:30, a n d t h e n it
Force last a u t u m n . B u d d y was just a rookie will be 'so long' u n t i l t h e w a r is over."
compared with v e t e r a n C o m m a n d o pilots like
"Can you find t h e field?" Case asked.
Maj. William T. C h e r r y , Maj. J a k e Sartz and
" S u r e , " B u d d y replied. "I'll zoom d o w n
Capt. Dick Cole. C h e r r y , a n old a i r - l i n e s flyer,
across centerfield on t h e dot of 4:30, split t h e
w a s Eddie Rickenbacker's pilot on t h e ill-
diamond and cross over h o m e p l a t e . "
fated South Pacific flight. Sartz, a v e t e r a n
L H u m p pilot b e t w e e n India and China, had
ferried 75 refugees out of B u r m a in a rickety
D C - 3 d u r i n g t h e 1942 retreat. Cole w a s c o -
Case w a s at b a t in t h e fourth inning of t h e
second g a m e . It w a s j u s t 4:29. F a r out b e -
yond t h e centerfield flagpole, a plsfne stabbed
the blue of the sky. Case grinned, then
pilot for Gen. J i m m y Doolittle on t h e Tokyo
stepped out of t h e b a t t e r ' s box to knock t h e
raid and later became a H u m p pilot. They
dirt off his spikes. He w a s n ' t t a k i n g a chance
w e r e really big-league flyers. B u t Cochran
of having a play in progress w h e n B u d d y
figured Lewis could m a k e the g r a d e in fast
Lewis w a v e d oAxeu to his old t e a m m a t e s .
company. He w a s n ' t wrong.
The plane seemed to be losing altitude as
Lewis and the other t r a n s p o r t pilots flew it approached, and t h e c r o w d stirred uneasily.
Only the Washington p l a y e r s k n e w t h e bit of
d r a m a t h a t was in t h e offing. Most of the
crowd had visions of t h e plane shearing off

SPORTS: TWELVE THOUSAND MILES

FROM GRIFFITH STADIUM
By Sgt. ED CUNNINGHAM
the centerfield flag pole. Case still stalled for
time. The opposing pitcher growled to t h e
u m p i r e about t h e h o l d - u p .
J u s t as the scoreboard clock s t r u c k 4:30,
the huge t r a n s p o r t p l a n e roared over the
centerfield fence, dipped low over the d i a -
mond, t h e n zoomed u p w a r d as it passed h o m e
8 to 12 h o u r s a night during the first week plate.'Case t h r e w a resin b a g high in the air
of t h e B u r m a invasion. After delivering glid- as his o w n farewell.
ers the first night, they w e n t back t h e n e x t Although h e is 12,000 miles from W a s h i n g -
six nights loaded with Wingate's reinforce- ton, B u d d y still has a couple of friends in
m e n t s plus mules, artillery and supplies. India w i t h w h o m h e can t a l k over t h e old
They landed their planes on a j u n g l e airstrip days at Griffith S t a d i u m . One is Capt. H a n k
m a d e in 24 h o u r s b y glider-delivered U. S. Greenberg, e x - D e t r o i t first b a s e m a n , w h o is
airborne engineers. the athletic officer at a B-29 base of the
Several days after the B u r m a landings, T w e n t i e t h Air Force. T h e other is Sgt. J o h n
which he w e a t h e r e d w i t h nothing m o r e s e r i - Derr, sports editor of t h e CBl R o u n d u p , w h o
ous t h a n the loss of several h o u r s ' sleep, used to hold a similar position on L e w i s '
Lewis t u r n e d up at sick call as a casualty. h o m e - t o w n n e w s p a p e r in Gastonia, N. C.
He h a d a shiner and a bruised k n e e as a r e - When h e r u n s into t h e m , t h e old baseball
sult of a touch-football game t h a t got a little days don't seem quite so far a w a y .

Prothro's son. Tommy, an ex-Duke footballer, is

i ^ T S ^ V ( a RECORD serving on an aircraft carrier in the Pacific . . .
Earl Sonde, the handy horseman, and golfer
Walter Hagen have put in their bids to entertain
servicemen overseas.
L t. Comdr. Jack Dempsey, who threw his shoulder
out of place while demonstrating commando
tactics to Coast Guardsmen at Manhattan Beach.
Sgt. Tommy Loughran is busy taking bows since
his heavyweight protege, Pfc. Dale (Tiny) Fawns,
has been knocking over all comers in the Solo-
N. Y., says he's getting more bumps and bruises mons. Loughran trained the 6-foot-5-inch 241-
now than he ever did in the ring. . . . Five mem- pound Kentuckian at Parris Island and thinks
bers of Germany's 1936 Olympic team have he is a potential champion. . . . Pvf. Al Milnar,
been killed in action in the war. They are who used to pitch for the Browns, is working
Harbig, Wolike, Munich, Hainan and leichun. . . . in G-2 at Fort McCleUan, Ala. . . . Bob Sweeney,
Bob Feller's shipmates write from the South former British Amateur golf champion, has be-
Pacific that the ex-Cleveland fireballer has come a flight commander in the RAF . . . . Like
worked 47 consecutive innings without permit- her cousin Nick of the Yankees, Woe Lf. Betty
ting a run. . . . Jay Berwanger, former Univer- Etten' is playing first base for the Hill Field
sity of Chicago football ace, is an instructor on (Utah) Softball team. . . . Capt. Hal Van Every,
aerial instruments at Lambert Field, St. Louis. the missing-in-action Minnesota football star,
. . . A couple of weeks ago we asked wliat be- has turned up as a prisoner of war in Germany.
came of Bob Pastor, who went to OCS at Miami . . . Comdr. Swede Hagberg, the new Navy foot-
Beach last winter. He graduated, all right, with- ball coach, hasn't seen a football game in a
out the usual fanfare, and has been assigned to year, because he has been looking through a
Randolph Field as an athletic officer. . . . Doc periscope in the South Pacific.
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DAMNED CAN OPENER AWAY FROM H I M . "
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