|VOL II||Saturday, 4 July 1942||NO. VIII|
Beautiful and artistic certificates will be issued, beginning this week, to all Washington personnel which no doubt will serve as treasured mementoes of an unusual cruise.
The certificates are veritable triumphs of the printers art. Jack Enos SM2c, in drawing the original design, used the stipple method, bringing out the effects by the use of countless thousands of dots, which were combined to produce a beautiful picture of the Washington and an appropriate nautical background. The lettering drawn by Lieut. F.A. Wheeler harmonizes beautifully with the colorful iIlustrations.
Great credit is due not only to Mr. Wheeler and Enos but also to the printers who showed remarkable ingenuity and resourcefulness in making color plates out of linoleum mounted on wooden blocks. Five colors were used, but in order to achieve the final effects desired, it was necessary to run each certificate through the press eight times. Even the name of every officer and man will be printed on his individual certificate, which, considering the total number of the ship's personnel, is in itself a monumental task.
In making the certificates the printers worked out of hours and still have many sessions of hard work ahead in order to provide a remembrance that can be classified as a real work of art.
Special recognition for splendid ship's spirit is due to C.W. Noble, Chief Printer, J. W. Rollins, Jr., Prtr1c L. F. Doeppe, Prtr3c, A. G. Hartmann, Sea1c, E.K. Schoemaker, Sea1c, and A. J. Miller, Sea1c.
The Ship's Service Officer, Commander J.E. Murphy, was in charge of the production; the expenses of making the plates etc., having been paid by the Ship's Welfare Fund so that the certificates might be distributed without charge.
- From "The Building of the Ship" -
|Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears,
With all the hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate!
We know what Master laid thy keel,
What workmen wrought thy ribs of steel,
Who made each mast, what hammers beat,
In what forge and what a heat
Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Fear not each sudden sound and shock,
'Tis of the wave and not the rock;
'Tis but the flapping of the sail,
And not a rent made by the gale.
In spite of rock and tempest's roar,
In spite of false lights on the shore,
Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea!
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,
Our faith triumphant o'er our fears,
Are all with thee,-are all with thee!
HISTORY'S MOST DARING
On April 21, 1942 President Roosevelt personally presented the Congressional Medal of Honor to Lieutenant Edward H. O'Hare for "one of the most daring, if not the most daring, single action in the history of combat aviation."
Lieutenant O'Hare shot down five Japanese bombers and disabled a sixth in a naval engagement off the Gilbert Islands in February. He entered the White House with the rank of a lieutenant but emerged a lieutenant commander, having been, in addition to the Medal of Honor award, promoted one rank as a further award for his gallantry.
The Engineering Department is that organization of the ship which "gets you there", and at the speed required for us to keep our rendezvous. Engineers operate the main propulsion machinery and a great part of auxiliary machinery installed in our ship. Beside propulsion machinery, there is the fresh water making equipment, (evaporators) refrigerating machinery, electric generators, air conditioning, motor boats, movies, searchlights, and a great variety of repair equipment.
The Engineers are known as the "Black Gang". This name goes back to coal burning days, when a man in a four hour watch below, got black with coal dust, cinders, oil and sweat. Old time "Black Gangers" were big, physically tough giants, with great endurance for hard work and hard play. They had to be. Firing a coal burning battleship is one of the toughest jobs in this world. Today's Black Gang need not be physical giants, but they must have intelligence, education, alertness and skill with their hands in handling machinery and tools. The machinery spaces are now no longer filled with coal dust, grease and ashes, but rather a "show place", with floor plates as clean as any quarter deck and bright work that can outshine any Admiral's barge.
The Engineers include, besides the firemen who make the steam and the enginemen who control the main engines, many other smaller but essential "gangs". The "fuel gang" handle fuel oil from the tanker to our boilers. The "boilermakers" keep our eight boilers ready for making high pressure high temperature steam. The "diesel gang" controls our large and small diesel generators, the "evap gang" make all the fresh water used on board (70,000 gallons per day); the refrigeration gang keep our food frozen, the magazines cool and the air "conditioned" in many stations. There are the "repair" shops (including the machine and metalsmith shops); the "boat gang" and the ship's "heating gang". The Electricians are specialist engineers who have work and equipment located in every part of the ship. Besides they run the movies, operate searchlights, and keep our lights burning, our ventilation blowers going, and our telephones working.
Navy engineers have been called "fighting scientists" by one university dean, and this is literally true. We have the most modem machines in the world, and it takes intelligence, knowledge and skill to operate them. A vigorous American with these qualities plus the nerve and temper to become a man-o-war's man is a fitting candidate for our Black Gang.
ONE MORE ROUND
James J. Corbett was asked what was the greatest one thing about fighting or. boxing. His reply is a classic.
"Fight one more round. When your feet are so tired that you have to shuffle back to the ring, fight one more round. When your arms are so tired that you can hardly lift your hands to come on guard, fight one more round. When your nose in bleeding and your eyes are black and you are so tired that you wish your opponent would crack you one on the jaw and put you to sleep, fight one more round -- remembering that the man who always fights one more round is never whipped."
The Lords of Bruges were warriors in times when' men fought for their very existence. The record of their wars is still to be seen in their castle in the lovely town of Bruges, in Belgium. Over the portal is a knight carved in relief, and underneath run the words: PLUS EST EN VOUS. This is, "There is MORE in YOU."
You can sense at once how such words would be a war cry and a rallying shout in the midst of a battle. A chieftain telling his men there was MORE in them would be sure to rouse that extra something which wins battles.
It must have cleared away all doubts as to who the final victor would be, it must have won many a struggle. Up and at your task, it said.
Hammer away -- you have the extra strength to do it.
Give an extra blow -- your arm has the power.
Keep trying., and perhaps you really have MORE than the other fellow, or there may be more push than the trouble before you can withstand...and you will be victor.
Mrs. Brown: "Whenever I'm in the dumps, I get myself a new hat."
Lieutenant (jg) C.B. Kellar calls Minnesota his home state. He attended the University of Minnesota, where he majored in political science. Upon graduation, he attended the Law School of that university and received a Doctor of Laws Degree. He was an editor of the Minnesota Law Review (the Journal of the State Bar Association). While an undergraduate, he was assistant editor of the campus humor magazine "Ski-U-Mah". Mr. Kellar is a member of the Phi Gamma Delta social fraternity, and the Grey Friars, senior honorary society, as an undergraduate student. He was admitted to the Minnesota Bar in 1940.
Mr. Kellar's recreational interests include swimming, tennis, and golf. He is fond of hunting pheasant, duck, and likes the north woods lake country where he has done considerable pike and bass fishing. He recalls a canoe trip taken up into Canada one summer when he got some excellent land-locked salmon. Later extending the trip over some unmarked portages, he came to a lake country which looked particularly wild. After setting up camp, while the members of his party were browsing around, they came upon a picnic table and horse shoe pitching area. Upon investigation, it proved to be the camp site of a. geographical survey part!: which had been there about five years previously. Mr. Kellar spent his summers while in college working in summer camps and on farms.
He received his naval training at Northwestern University.
Andrew P. Sakacs WT2c "PF" Div., recently received word of the loss of his infant daughter. All hands extend condolences in his sad bereavement. Mrs. Sakacs resides in Roxbury, Mass.
THANKS TO OUR BOYS
|The ship's paper came today,
Believe me, I am proud to say,
The poem written by my son,
Was a masterpiece well done.
Your courage I envy,
For the Red, White, and Blue,
We at home are depending on you,
To fight for what's right--our freedom too.
When I gave birth to you, my dear,
Little did I ever dream,
That you would be fighting for the cause,
Of Democracy supreme.
One day soon, God willing,
Our reunion will be thrilling;
Living in a world so free,
Thanks to our boys for victory.
....................Mrs. Harry Whitney
....................(Mother of H. R. Whitney, Y3c.)
Whitney wrote a poem for the Cougar Scream in May that was copied by a periodical in his home town, Buffalo, N. Y. It was entitled "A Total Eclipse for the Rising Sun."
Miss Gushin: "It must be wonderful to be a parachute jumper. I suppose you've had some terrible experiences."
Parachutist (fed up): "Yes, miss, terrible. Why, once I came down where there was a sign, 'Keep Off the Grass.' "
If you would have friends, be one.
|There once was a little brown Hindu,
Who lived in a village called Mindu,
Now away off there,
He had to make his little brown skin do!
At 2359 June 31), a handsome young man impatiently walked up and down the dark passageway in front of the C.P.O. mess hall, biting his fingernails and nervously glancing at his wrist watch. His flushed face bespoke of extreme anxiety and mental anguish. When the ship's bell struck eight, his hand shakily reached for the knob of the mess hall door. Then, after a brief moment of indecision, he threw out his chest and manfully strode inside and fixed himself a sandwich and cup of coffee. He was now Chief Yeoman Willis J. Boo, United States Navy! Congratulations!
Barge coxswain Winner rates a cudo for the snappy performance of his crew. When it comes to twirling the bow hooks in perfect unison, A. Bain and W.K. Johnson, have few equals. If you don't think they are tops, watch them come alongside sometime...The Louisana Katzenjammer kids, Boyer and Lukinovich, are still at it, brewing divisional hilarity during their daily tea for two . . . Don't worry about getting pictures, boys, there will be enough made to satisfy the requirements of all hands. But it takes time. Remember, Paris wasn't made in a day!...C.P.O. cook John Rusyn, who seems to be more than satisfactory in that job, from reports received, being the good man-of-warsman he is, is not growling because circumstances only prevent him from making "one piece'e"..."Stew" Newton, also a fast fancy fryer in his day, could increase his present popularity even a few more notches by decreeing sunny side ups of a bright A.M. sometime...Is it true that our tonsorial artists ALL chipped in for a subscription to Life - - -to be addressed to J. ORLANDO? What type scissors do you use to cut out those pictures, Jeem?...Pharmacist's Mate Lebel is a good man for his profession. His treatments are dispensed with spiritual medicine as well as physical - - which is as it should be - - - but often is not
The sick bay finally caught up with old man Rollins, our studious printer. His old back put him on his back. Too much stint at the print. (Or vice-versa)...The Gyrenes are all decked out in new type shirts---and quite nifty ones too. They meet with the tacit approval of Top Kick Adalac, who says he will only have to have the m laundered every two weeks now instead of one!...What intimate friend of Sgt. Priest just got married---to another guy? ? ?...And it seems the entire 7th Division are making life raft picture frames for their one and only...P.F.C. "Andy" Anderson became the proud papa of daughter last month - - - but he doesn't know her name!
Send home the "Scream"
SALUTE TO THE FLAG
I pledge allegiance to my flag
And to the republic for which it stands;
One nation, indivisible
With liberty and justice for all.
If you're feeling sad and blue,
When your ship is far from home,
If you think your luck is bad,
Now your girl friend might forget,
Mother loves you, always shall,
He: "May I have the last dance with you?" She: "You just did."
P.O.: "Why are'nt you working?"
Recruit: "Didn't see you coming."
A Short Sea Story
For'd Lookout: "An object two points on the port bow, sir."
O.O.D.: "Describe it."
For'd Lookout: "It looks like a bent pipe, sir."
Pretty Girl: "It must have taken a lot of courage to rescue me as you did."
Fireman: "Yeh. Had to knock down three other guys who were trying to get to you first."
"Doctor," she said loudly, bouncing into the room, "I want you to say frankly what's wrong with me."
He surveyed her from head to foot. "Madam," he said at length, "I've just three things to tell you.
"First, your weight should be reduced by nearly fifty pounds.
"Second, you should use about one tenth as much rouge and lipstick.
"And third, I'm an artist--the doctor lives on the next floor!"