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| VOL. I | 18 APRIL, 1942 | NO. XLIII |
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IN THE, PRESENCE of a large crowd of officers Lt. Comdr, Carpenter on Wednesday evening won the Wardroom -Acey Ducey Championship by defeating Lt. Hooper in the finals, four games to three. It was garrison finish to an interesting tournament in which twenty eight officers were contestants.
The championship was won by Mr. Carpenter in spite Of, or because of a black eye "wondrous and rare to behold." Joe DiMaggio and Sam Chapman play sun fields with, eyes blackened to diminish glare, but they never presented. a more formidable appearance than Mr. Carpenter whose discolored optic looks "big league" in every respect. Asked how he fell down on his personal damage control problem, and received the black eye, Mr. Carpenter in his quiet and gentle manner gave this -novel explanation: "In rolling the dice, the acey hit the ducey and the ducey hit me in the eye."' That he kept the damage under control was, evidenced by the fact that he emerged from the fray glorious and-triumphant like Scipio standing alone upon the ashes of Carthage.
The finals between the stalwart representatives of Damage Control and Plotting Room, witnessed "Brain Truster" Hooper taking the first game by a wide margin. World series rules were in force, the winner being obliged to take four out of seven games. Since the Assistant Damage Control Officer sponsored the tournament, there was a "lull in the battle," with time off to restore casualties and incidentally to attend the movies, the score standing three games to three. Mr. Hooper lost by a narrow margin in the seventh and final game. He was handicapped by the fact that Lt. Comdr. Hull had organized a rooting section against him. Mr. Hull explained that he wanted Mr. Carpenter to win in order that he (Mr. Carpenter) might not feel so downcast over his other Acey Ducey defeats.
H. R. Schleppi received the news of his appointment to the rank of Warrant Gunner this week.
Mr. Schleppi has served in the navy for 12 years and has seen duty in the battleship Texas and the destroyers Porter and McDougal. He has been a member of the C.P,O, Mess since the day of commissioning. All hands on board, including C.P.O. Mess extend warm congratulations upon his promotion.
Mr. C. M. Quinn, hailing from New York; attended Severn Prep before he entered Annapolis, where, along with his routine studies, he participated in his favorite sport--boxing. He likes to read fiction and history, and is very fond of waltzes. One of Mr. Quinn's hobbies is model ship building. He is interested in Naval personnel work and gunnery and plans on making the Navy his career. It might also be mentioned that as soon as possible, he plans to marry a, red head in Baltimore.
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Mr. A.B. Meriwether, comes from the deep South, his home being in Alabama. He attended Springhill College where he majored in economics with a minor in psychology and history. His favorite hobby is athletics, particularly football, basketball and baseball, all of which he played while in college. He holds a teaching certificate and is also a licensed pilot. He plans to make personnel work and labor relations his life's work. Mr. Meriwether is fond of sweet swing --his favorite band being Glenn Miller. He received his training in the Naval Reserves aboard the U.S.S. Prairie State. He will be married one year in June.
THE WARMEST day of the year of 1942 brought out almost two hundred enthusiastic softball players Thursday as ten divisional teams engaged in six games, which, with a single exception, were extremely one sided.
The Fire Controlmen copped top billing by thumping the Electricians in both ends of a double header, 22 to 8 and 13 to 4 and thus extended their undefeated streak to three. The Third Division exhibited an attack that left the Fifth Division floundering on the short end of a 33 to 7 count. It was the Third's second consecutive victory, having downed the Eighth Division, 13 to 7, last Sunday. In the only close contest of the day, last year's tournament winners, the Supply Division just managed to squeeze out a win over the Radio Operators, 25 to 23. Propulsion Aft continued unbeaten by taking the number One Turret team into camp, 28 to 8. In the afternoon's final contest, the combination of flatfeet and stenographers that make up the ship's smallest division, the "EX", routed the Lookouts, 28 to 11.
The stars of the "'F" Division's pair of victories were batterymates Masser and Key, who held the "E" Division completely in check in the nightcap of the twin bill. Masser, the Fire Controlmens pride of Brooklyn, twirled masterfully and "Pappy" Key handled the backstop berth so well that his intimates are contemplating changing his nickname to "Junior".
The Secondary Battery in the person of Mr. DeChristofaro and his Fifth Division took it on the chin from the Main Battery Turret Three operators in no uncertain fashion. Mr. Dundon's boys managed to score in every inning, climaxing the rout with 8 and 7 tallies respectively in the last two frames. Smith starred on the mound for the winners.
Charlie Campbell led the "PA" troupe to a one sided triumph over the forward Turretmen. Performing with the greatest of ease at his third base position, he also accounted for two hormers, a double and a couple of singles with the hickory. Shortstop Wiggs and pitcher Frank Faust were also outstanding for the Engineers. With a 17 to 2 lead at the end of the fourth inning, the defending champions, the "S" Division, appeared to have the Radiomen well in hand. However, inside of two innings, the score stood at 22 all. A last inning rally by Supply put the crusher on the amazing recovery of the Communicators, who went down to defeat, 25 to 23.
A withering 15 run attack in the first frame off the combined offerings of "Cracker" Graham and "Tiny" DeMasi put the Master-at-Arms out in front in a spot that was never threatened by the Lookouts. "Cannonball" Keenan pitched no-hit ball during his turn on the mound for the winners, striking out six of the ten batters who faced him. He also punched out three of the longest base hits of the game.
Tired but game, the "EX" Division shifted to touch football after their promising softball exhibition, but were hog tied by the Officer's team, 5 to 0.
Pictures of the commissioning of the U. S. S. Washington are available in the Chaplain's Office in the library.
These were taken last year in Philadelphia and from part of a colored rotogravure section of the Philadelphia Inquirer.
The pictures, for which there is no charge, are of special interest to officers and men who have joined the ship since it was placed in commission, and are good souvenirs too for those who put the ship into commission.
The secret of overcoming evil habits lies in the art of forming good habits by means of carrying out good resolutions.
The longer we indulge evil habits, the harder it becomes to conquer them. We must get rid of them at once. After-remedies come too late. There must be no delay in this matter- we must lay the axe to the root while the root is not too strong.
From your own experience of life, from the examples of others, you know how terrible a thing it is for a friend or acquaintance to be a slave to an evil habit, for instance to be "a slave to drink." Such a one is wretched beyond words. He brings misery and shame on himself and on those with whom he lives. His weakness of Will makes his life on earth a hell. He hates vice. He hates his slavery. He longs to be free-but again and again he falls helplessly, as often indeed as occasion presents itself.
For the individual bluejacket in our country's service, there may be many minor evil habits that he should rid himself of--habits that will tell against him in after life, and habits that are unbecoming. Perhaps he has a bitter way of criticizing others, perhaps he has a habit of gambling to excess, or of swearing, or of working in a slipshod way, or of roughness and untidiness or of selfishness and self-indulgence whatever faulty or improper habits he may have, the sooner he gets rid of them the better, for later on he will find it very hard to do so.
When fighting against an evil habit we are up against an insidious and unrelenting foe. This of course applies more particularly to evil habits in the strict sense, which are founded in passions. We have to fight with all the courage, constancy, and wisdom we command. Half-hearted efforts are of no avail. We must fight with all our will-power and keep up the fight to the end, in spite of defeats and failures. We must never lose heart even though we seem to have lost. We must still fight on and regard our failures as additional and powerful motives for fresh efforts.
"If you want to abolish a habit and its accumulated circumstances as well," writes Dr. Oppenheim, "you must grapple with the matter as earnestly as you would with a physical enemy. You must go into the encounter with all the tenacity of determination, with all the fierceness of resolve--yea, even with a passion for success that may be called vindictive. No human enemy can be as insidious, as persevering, as unrelenting as an unfavorable habit. It never sleeps, it needs no rest...It is like a parasite that grows with the growth of the supporting body and like a parasite it can best be killed by violent separation and by crushing."
Protestant Divine Services will be held on board Sunday at 0830. Catholic Masses will be held at the customary hours of 0645 and 1000.
The Protestant Services will be conducted by the Rev. J. Gray whose denomination is Presbyterian. Chaplain Gray received post-graduate degrees: in Sacred Theology from Yale in 1938 and Princeton in 1939. Capacity congregations have attended the various church services held on board recently, including an overflow crowd at services conducted by Chaplain Norcott. It is hoped that another of the splendid turn-outs for Divine Services will greet Chaplain Gray this Sunday.
The orchestra, under the leadership of Bandmaster Koontz, has prepared a special musical program for the occasion.
Here's to the boys in the U. S. N. May they fight for freedom, And fight to the end. Fight for the flag that flys so high. Fight until smoke fills the sky. Fight with guns, fight with men. Fight with planes, fight to win. Fight for liberty, and all it's worth. Fight for the one that gave your birth. --W. A. Bromley, 5th Division
The opportunity to witness and participate in athletics is a valuable military advantage. It is up to us to make fullest use of the very limited chances war operations afford.
A man who works at ship's athletics almost invariably has fun doing it. At the same time he is almost invariably making himself a better man-o'-warsman. You will probably find him able to take just a little more punishment from the enemy and from the weather and to keep his gun or job better and longer served than the next man.
In this ship, Heads of Departments arrange reliefs to the end that members of ship's athletic squads may participate in all practices and games. This applies to interdivisional teams as well as ship's teams. The man who puts out the effort to take part in athletics in addition to his regular work very definitely deserves enthusiastic consideration in this respect from all concerned.
We heartily endorse the suggestion made to name the different mess halls after famous movie theatres. So here goes. Numbers seven and eight, "Paramount," number four "Music Hall,'' and number two the "Criterion" ---because the black gang is so critical !
With "Chesty" Chester Bagwell aboard we will not have far to look for an ideal Santa Claus come next Micklemas. Chester not only has the stature and physiognomy, but the jolly twinkle in his eyes to match.
If you like the tone of the new boat gong you may obtain one at Sears Robuck for your shack on the beach. Price: $7.59.
New C. P. Os. Mercer and Lewis will look a bit more to the life when they acquire a saltier list to their chapeaux. (Hats to you mugs!)
We still notice some second cruise boots wasting fresh water, but that situation is better than it was. If you see some mug wasting fresh water tell him about it.
Master-at-Arms Stanley says it looks like inflation has hit the ship - - -since he's been detailed as jimmy-legs in the canteen line.
Who, besides Gallagher, are the participants of the maniacial noon card game in "R" Division. Don't let the doctor ever hear you, boys, or the Chaplain. Or anyone else, for that matter.
Soda Jerk Moore could use a little sunshine for that vanilla ice cream complexion.
Reggie Aukland is sensibly avoiding an over rich diet of chocolates, all of a sudden like.
The band's old King Cole is a jolly old soul---but does he put out the bum dope! Well, anyway, he is old.
The American Navy drinks hard liquor, the British drink ale---but the Italian Navy sticks to "port."
Boom voiced Kazad has been making a flashlight Ianyard about a fortnight for a friend. We hope he has it finished before war's end. How about it, speedy?
Definition of a "drifter." Lowen. He drifts from division to division. And gathers no moss.
Rodney Hughes actually fell asleep over his work trying to get out that twenty percent for youse guys. So don't blame the boys in the pay office. And now that we are drawing that twenty per, all the boys have left to growl about is a pay raise and a clothing allowance. And here's a tip off---you may get just that. (Good dope. Third seat).
"Ham" Hammerick believes in that slogan "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again." But so far he is unable to cock a 20 MM !
Congratulations to S. S. bookkeeper Pascucci on his twenty-second birthday. He doesn't look a day over forty!
If you sit on the hinder end of the movie screen, you can hear O.K. But if you sit on the front take some cotton along. Unless your hard hearing
If you hear "The Campbells are Coming" for officers mess gear, three guesses who has the deck.
In case you've overlooked the fact, the ship's library has a lot of worth while books to read. You can do lots worse with any idle time.
Who is the guy who signed his name Mae West on his examination papers because he done 'em wrong? And the Iron Man is something besides a guy who eats spinach every day.
"For a man to growl now-a-days
It surely is no sin,
But a guy worthwhile
With a ready smile
Is our laundryman, Bobby Flynn."
In "G" Division they say it's true that "One-Way" Dantoni makes carbon copies of his letters to his true love. What's the matter, "One-Way", are you afraid that she will try to back-mail you? They also say that "Mountaineer" Martina, the West Virginian Hillbilly, has adopted "Somebody Else Is Taking My Place" as his theme song. It couldn't be because of some sailors on the "dirty denny" could it Martinez?
Davidson and Mickus of the 7th Division are punching the old striking bag quite regularly these days - and getting rather proficient at it too. What's up, boys, going out for the boxing team?
Bassette and Crider of "E" Division and Clump of the 7th Division have been entertaining their shipmates by tickling the ivories of the recently tuned piano.
"V" Division claims to be the smallest and "fightenest" division aboard. They possess men of many talents. Claim that they could run the whole ship if they had to. Mr. Phillip's "grease monkeys" also brag of a softball team that can whip any other aggregation aboard. Someone said that they even have a lad in their midst who can not go out on the main deck aft during a speed run--his ears are so big that the fellows are afraid he'll take off.
The "Q" Ball Boys" of "F" Division seem to be striking for barbers or something--maybe mattress manufacturers. How can we "darken ship" at night now with bald headed sailors running around with "gleaming globes'" Anyway, it is supposed to be good for the hair.
A story circulating around the Signal Bridge: Seems there was a sailor from the Hills of Kentucky who, after twenty years in the Navy, wrote home to his pop saying "Dad, I'm coming home." The old man received the letter, then wrote one in reply. "Son, I knew that job wouldn't last."
The other day the flute player tooting out the officers call for dinner played "Dixie." A bluejacket who incidentally hails from the deep south stopped and remarked seriously "There goes that Yankee Doodle tune again."
Vice President Wallace, representing President Roosevelt, was slated to toss out the first ball inaugurating the baseball season.
In a world torn by war, it is good to know that sports are not neglected, even though it seems rather unimportant whether St. Louis, Cincinatti and Brooklyn will finish in that order in the National League and the Yankees and the Red'Sox may fight it out in the American loop. Many of the best professional players age now in the Navy or Army.
Sports, whether baseball, softball, boxing, wrestling. Etc. all help as means for affording wholesome recreation spectators. In the Navy they are of great value for participants not merely in providing a topic of interesting conversation, but for keeping men on fighting edge. For this reason, the ship is encouraging men to take part in softball, soccer wrestling, boxing, cross country running and other contests.
We've had a letter from the boy,
And oh the gladness and the joy
It brought to us! We read it o'er
I'd say a dozen times or more.
We laughed until the tears fell
He's in the Navy, wearing blue,
And all the fun he had to-tell.
And everything is all so new
That he seas in youthful style.
The funny things to make us smile.
He's working hard! Between the lines
We gather that. The brass he shines
Without complaining, and the food.
Is served on trays; he's not a dude!
And yet he laughs at his chores;
He says the maid who scrubs the floors
Will have to quit when he returns
Unless a better way she learns.
"I've got it on the fairer sex,"
Says he, "since I learned scrubbing
the decks."
"A sailor's life, dear Mom," writes he,
"Is not the life you picked for me,
And yet I'm getting fat and strong
And learning as I go along
That any life that man can find
Is apt to grow to be a grind
Unless the fellow has the wit
To see the brighter side of it,
Don't worry for your sailor son,
He sleeps well when his work is done."
We've had a letter from the boy,
And oh the gladness and the joy
It brought to Us. 'Twas good to know
That he is facing duty so.
Between the lines that he had penned,
His mother's bitter tears to end.
I saw the manhood glowing bright,
And now I know his heart is right.
Beyond the laughter I could see
My boy's the man I hoped he'd be.
--A Sailor's Father
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