Citizens Military Training Camp - Sentinel Yearbook (Fort Sheridan, IL)

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THE SENTINEL The cadets were told how our government functions, of the legislature, the executive, and the judicial departmentsfhow one acts as a check against the other. Special em- phasis was laid upon the benefits and -advantages accruing to all citizens under that form of government set up by the constitution. The cadets were told that our form of govern- ment is not a Democracy but a Republic and that this was in the minds of the founders of this nation. The series of lectures on Citizenship at McCoy covered such subjects as National Defense, Constitutional Government, the Flag and its proper uses, Fidelity, Obedience, Loyalty, Courtesy and Discipline. MESS Speaking of Automobiles, how did you like the truck we had for dinner today?', W'ell, its K. P. this and its K. that, so what's the usef, But laying jokes aside we believe that we have had a real mess during our stay in camp and if we haven't increased our weight on an average of five pounds per man, then eating good rich food and drinking plenty of milk will do absolutely no good, and hence- forth we propose to adjust our colored glasses and dine on sawdust and hay. The CMTC Messes have been under the direct supervision of Captain Edward Renth. Infantry, U. S. Army, whose permanent abode is in Joliet, Illinois, the land of milk and honey, where liverwurst grows on trees and limburger cheese is the password to society. VVhen we first saw the jovial skipper , we knew that we were going to have a good mess,because one glance at the Captain's becoming rotundity would let you know that he was a man who had been used to the best in culinary art. Much, too, do we owe to Sergeant Rudolph A. Gede, of the Cooks and Bakers School, Fort Sheridan, Illinois, our ever present Mess Sergeant. Then there was Lawrence and Didrickson and Hedrick and Ykubchick from the 3rd Field Artillery. To them we owe many thanks and wishes of good luck in the years to come. -.i,.....? .-5.-,L-J - .- lf-'xx 1 ' '..-:'J.1. -- :-g... , -4-J .7- .1 -ii - - M, 3.5-1:,,,'s '- KW ...f-fatal.-Hug-1,-,ff Q i - .... . . , ,..... .- i 1114. -rff4.eaQf:vtwf.,ffs.... 7' -4- we I - r,,., , ,eq ,. , -D it .?.L.r , -1Q-ff TF 4 Y :V 1,4 , af Z. :.f:- 4...t i YQ Y .. s Elurrzmgnshl SUNSET IN WISCONSIN HILLS CADET NVILLIAM I-I. O,BRIEN The :inking :un ha: placed the robe: Of evening o'er the purpled hill:. The :ky i: deckid in twilight glow Of azure, rose, bright gold and blue. The orb': la:t ray: out:tretched to earth To draw :o tight the veiled mi:t:, En:hrouding all the wooded hill: With mantle: white, a: though to :hield Them jrom the chilling, darkening night. But now the drifting haze, it move: A: :moke front many camphre: drift And :cent the air of :andy hill.v,' But now a: cloud: of du:t it :eem: From 'neath the hoof of herd: of bea:t:. Sometime: it :eem: a: though it were A ho:t of phantom: pa::ing by, That come to roam the hill: they loved A: once they had :o long ago. I love you too, Wi:con:in hill:,' Your :un:et: are the Ma:ter': work. I :it in awe oj the:e great :cene:- I want to hold, embrace and keep Each nightjrom :mothering them, becau:e Ile :eem: to be be:ide me when The twilight come: ere night draw: on.. Page Ouc Hundred Tltirly-nine O . . . .v. . - N . . . . .v. . . . . .v. . . . . . . .vc .v. . J. . - .v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.Vmv-v.V.v.v.v.v.v.v.n I

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THE SENTINEL BOOM! BOOM! TOMMY RETA.N On Monday, August zcth, the CMTC Battalion left on its annual three day hike. The first night we camped on the aviation field, and believe it or not, we still maintain that that was one ofthe worst nights ever endured by human beings. This said Monday started out with just an ordinary summer shower which lasted up until about five o'clock and then we were greeted by a few rays of the sinking sun. However, we recall the state- ment of one of the old time regulars with us to the effect that we had better get ready to swim because he said, when it rains up until five on a hike, it will start again at night. Did his prophesy come true? Well no, he said that it would rain that night: he didnit say anything about a Hood. It seemed that-the very heavens were bent on taking revenge on us. By nine o'clock our camp looked like the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, looked like a big liner had just gone clown with bits of human wreckage Hoating round. Water, water everywhere and not a boat in sight. A few of us, who were not strangers to Camp McCoy, knew of some old rifie pits situated about at half-mile from our camp. WVe knew that these pits were constructed of concrete with a large dugout in the center and no doubt would be nice and dry on a night like that. So after debating the question for quite awhile, six of us fellows, being half drowned and very tired, left camp and went, sloshing and falling thru the mud and water, the half mile to our new camp. The dugout was a welcome sight to us, wet and sleepy as we were. Imagine on a night like that, to find a place that was dry, with lots of wood for a fire. The relief was almost too much for us to bear. Soon a nice fire was burning and our new home was nice and warm, so warm in fact that several of us removed our shirts and boots in order to dry them better. Those of you who remained in camp with the rain making a river .down your collars and a lake in your shoes, were simply out of luck according to our opinion. Lulled by the sound of rain on the outside and the warmth of our fire inside, the hosts from the Land of Nodi' began to steal upon us and then all was still. How long we slept we shall never know, for we were awakened to find ourselves in semidarkness with 1558 falling all about. Too, there were machine gun bullets whistling by our ears, then the whole countryside was shaken by a terrific explosion, at least it seemed that way to us fellows, still half asleep and running around in the dark. There were no stop-watches along, so we were unable to say just how fast we made the first hundred yards, but we are willing to wager that the last one out of that dugout made it in nothing fiatn. VVhat a fine ending to our comfortable night's rest. There we were, in our bare feet, no shirts, and the cold rain drenching us anew. No human being could stand that for long, so some of the braver spirits ventured back to the dugout to investigate the damage done and to try to find out if possible just what had caused the explosion. Soon we all were back inside the shelter and a new fire was burning. Altho we were quite nervous, we decided that even another explosion like the last would not drive us out into that awful night. However, to be prepared, we put on our shirts and boots and settled back to make the best of it. Our rest was not for long. WVe had hardly dropped off to sleep again, when the second and last explosion in our temporary home took place. This burst of fiame-simply blew us right out of the door. ln making for the nearest high ground one of our members fell into a deep mud hole. WVe left him where he fell. Thus ended out first night on the hike and to this day, none of us are able to tell just what caused the explosion, however, we can surmise. Can you? I Page' Om' lluurlrrd Forly-om' . . .v. . . . .v .v . .v.v. . . . . . . . . . . . . .- .v. . .v. . . . .v va.v.v.v.v.1.1-v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.n