General Sturgis (AP 137) - Naval Cruise Book

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Alvin SAVINELL, third class pen pusher, and who looks not a little bit like Man Moun- tain Dean, has lost his glasses. The former Ohio bootlegger isn ' t near-sighted nor is he far-sighted. He just can ' t see without them. Last reports say someone turned them in and SAV is back to normal. Word comes from the O Division, that Skip MAYNARD, is really making himself useful. He certainly is plugging away on the Signal Bridge with the 20 m.m. ' s and many of his instructions are coming from KALUS, GM3c. . . . What ' s this we hear from GREEN, WT I c? Is he really a Water Tender or a house wife and laundry woman? We wonder! He ' s certainly turning to on the first class compart- ment. (It ' s about time somebody did.) . . . The Marine Corps detachment is having a problem with TEMPLETON, Pfc; he ' s plan- ning on getting married upon arrival in the States. But personally, the Marines think he has cold feet and will back down at the last minute. . . . So J. J. WILKENS, SKIc, is now giving lessons on etiquette of speech. Since he ac- quired that little black book on his desk not even the CHAPLAIN can give him an argu- ment. (And that is something!) . . . The Signal Gang has offered odds on who will be the first over the gang-way upon our arrival in the States ... the CAPTAIN, PADRE, or HINES, COM. . . . The other night when G.Q. was sounded, Major HUTCHERSON, (the CAPTAIN ' S steward,) and another boy were running up a ladder to their stations. Arriving at the top of the ladder, Major exclaimed, Man alive, we ' se both in the same life jacket! . . Before long Aldo ROSSI will have a year in the Marine Corps, and it looks like the men are going to need some advice on ROSSI . . . should they make a Marine out of him or continue letting him be a mascot. . . . SCHULTZ, Corp, Marine Clown, is taking physical culture lessons which consist of sucking his gut in twice a day. Come, come, SCHULTZ, you can do better than that. . . . The Review doesn ' t want to discourage the numerous bald heads which dot the ship, but take it from an authority, the average head of hair will grow back from the state of baldness in four or five months. The authority in this case is MANOLA, SSM(B)2c, who should know. . . . 4 l

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Second Divisioner BOHLK, Sic, has his eyes open for a certain soldier, in fact he wouldn ' t even go top side for fear of meeting him. What ' s the matter BOHLK, has your past caught up with you? Anyone wishing hotel reservation see O ' CONNOR, PFC, he has part ownership in a Seattle hotel. Guaranteed fireproof but not policeproof. The men of the signal gang have to clear out of the shack whenever mail call is sounded. The perfumed letters from Seattle of BAYHA ' s, QM I c, really stink. The second division has the same trouble with RANK, BMIc, who also received letters from the same city with a spicy odor. Fifteen minutes after mail call you might hear on the Fly ' ng Bridge, I ' ll let you smell my letter if you ' ll let me smell yours. Ye Gods, I ' ve heard everything now! That Goat-tee on SCHWEB ' s lower jaw attracted our attention. He said he planned to shave it off and place it on his bald spot before hitting what we all hope is our future destination, San Francisco. (Amost all of us anyway.) Charles VALENCIA, red-headed S2c. gave all the men sitting in the Green Hornet a rare treat when over in the Recreation Center the other day he stumbled out of the water wearing the loudest pair of green striped shorts! While swimming is the subject, Cox. Dewey McKINNEY was more than a little winded after paddling after a footbal! tossed over the side in a moment of wildness by black mustachioed Johnnie BUTKO- VICH, BM2c We seem to have more than our share of profiteerers aboard. More than one man made several hundred percent profit from native Philippineos. Oh well, you find those kind of persons everywhere in life, only the civilians have different names for them. . . . The hardworking deck force deserves credit for helping to make the movies possible when riding at anchor. . . . Picture of the week: Semibald Joe SCHNEIDER, SF3c, chasing regular Navy Dan CA- FARELLI, second class gunner ' s mate, down the main deck with a piece of pipe aimed at the gunner ' s mate exhaust pipe. . . . 63

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Has anyone seen one Jolly Roger Flag? — BM2c — DALZELL wandered about ship Fri- day looking for the daddy of his black market dolly. . . . D Day night found the first class shellbacks being served chow in the library by polly- wogs PAINTER, GMIc, SWANSON, SFIc, DONNALLY, PhMIc, and WILKENS, SKIc GIBSON, SM3c, should try the stage when released from the Navy. That poem I ' m just a stinking pollywog brought out his true talents. . . . Officers who attended the Steward ' s party reported Lee Young ' s Band was plenty hep and that the stewards cut some mean rugs. . . . They particularly remembered the performance of James Davis, Ck2c, who jitter-bug- ged in strictly Harlem style. . . . Shore Patrolman Norman SMITH, Stmlc, who was on duty at the party, originated a new costume. Despite the dimly lit hall, he wore dark glasses, and to top that off, added wool knit gloves. He explained to Lt. (jg) H. U. ESTABROOK and Lt. (jg) Roger FELL that the glasses were necessary Because he didn ' t want his girl to see him. His assistant on shore patrol was C. L. STEWART, Stmlc, who wore a conventional shore patrol costume. Following the first ship ' s dance, a stewed party, consisting mainly of S Division offi- cers and men was accidentally locked in a hotel elevator. After a stifling hour they were released and quarters for muster was held with all preseent. No one had passed out of the picture. It has been heard from official quarters, namely the Fireroom, and it has been con- firmed by the Shaft Alley that if it wasn ' t for the brains of Joe I Rate Chief STONE, MM2c, and The Butter Roll ROSENTHAL, MM2c, the Mighty STURGIS couldn ' t get underway. . . . The chiefs wish to thank Sargeant JUAN for his After Dinner Speeches which he renders nightly to all hands of the C.P.O. Mess. From what we hear his talks are never too boring . . . you might call them just a teensy, weensy bit down right dull! ! . . Super Mouse BLACK, St3c, is giving boxing instructions to Orville PEOPLES, StM I c. PEOPLES has visions of becoming a second Joe Louis. . . . Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do. Yes, they ' re practicing again. That handsome vocal trio, «.»