THE BLUE BONNET
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A letter from "Obie" O'Brien, CBM
on the Penguin out there in Guam,
was the topic of a conversation with
our barber friend "Curly" Standafer.
Brought back to mind some of the
persons who at various times have
sat in that barber shop in No. 2 Messing Comp't. Bart Fahey, now Chief
Boatswain's Mate on the new Savannah. Adam Hall, MMlc, whose deeply felt demise was written of in the
last issue of the Blue Bonnet. Each
was a good man in his own particular
rate, besides being what one called
"good people". They have left their
marks on the ship's company of the
Rambler Ship — either in physical
memories as the knot boards made by
O'Brien or in the fond memories
of their shipmates.
Thanksgiving Day has gone, roast
turkey, mincemeat pie, and visitors
in the afternoon. Almost like what
kids in the early days called an "extra Sunday" in the middle of the
week. Soon Christmas will be coming
as is attested by the various articles
commencing to appear in Ship's Service displays at the store. Some pretty nice articles to be found there too.
Many a Seaman Second will be a couple of months getting over buying a
'set' for that gal. Too bad some of
these "Hamburger Bandits" on Pike
Avenue have so many of our tenderer lads in tow. Seems as if it takes a
whole cruise to let some of these kids
wake up — and then some don't!
Well here's one for the Blue Bonnet.
Huskey, Pfc. 5th Division, found a
piece of sausage box about 4 inches
long in his fried balogna. He brought
it to the attention of Ocko, and was
informed that if he knew the Butcher
as Ocko did he'd not be surprized if
he found a plank.
Shipfitters seem to have an awful
time with our slop chute. Seems Condition Affirm causes the water supply
to be shut off. Pedple put stuff in it
and it doesn't go out. Result — Condition "A" secured usually finds several of the C&R tribe outside the
Issue Room door ■— usually muttering in their beards or telling how "we
did it on the ". Keep on and
they'll know how to clean it out in
What happened to Vought, flagboat
crew's messcook in forward mess-
deck? Met him the other day as he
came out of the barber shop and had
to ask an interested looking master-
at-arms who it was. Seems the lad
claimed he'd not been paid for six
weeks or so — maybe the Jimmy-
legs stopped in at the Majestic ■—how
should I know. ?
News of raging fires in nearby Santa Monica areas and nearby Malibu
Beach tells us several movie celebi-i-
ties lost homes and neat cabins. Sure
is lucky for some wavy haired office
lads (who fancy, we gather, they
look like Dick Powell or Nelson Eddy)
we could name that they joined the
Navy. Be tough if they'd entered the
film industry only to lose a home.
(Note — one signalman's mustache
indicates a William Powell tendency.)
Recognized by some of his proteges
on the Rambler Ship was Woodward,
CGM on the Tuscaloosa observing a
firing a week ago. Long ago known
as "Doc Woody" by members of his
recruit companies, it was a certain
third class the other day who had
the nerve to yell, "Hi, Doc!!!" Ocko
also knew and was glad to see once
more a man who had often befriended
him. Come over again some time
"Santa Ana coming up!," how those
Golden Grainers hurried to be on the
quarterdeck before boat schedules had
to be abandoned for the night.Don't
blame 'em a bit, woulda been there
myself if I'd had their interests to
Jim Wallace, GMlc, has just about
made up his mind(?) to write Battleship Max Cohn a letter of appreciation. Seems Jim plans to go up for
"the buttons" and Max is trying to
sell him uniforms before he takes the
exam. Says Jim, "He's got a lot more
faith in Wallace than I have."
Sarge Worthington says he's planning to group all the men on the ship
less than five feet six inches tall
into a band called the "Feather Mountain Merchants". Says also that Sylvester, CCM, should be top man —
gonna have Scrapiron Powell for the
cleanup man— always leaving a mess
wherever he goes.
Franklin, CWT, told me one supposed to have been related by a friend
on the Saratoga just after her commissioning. "The Captain," he said,
"had been 'round the Horn, always
wore his sword dragging the deck,
the O.O.D. sent liberty parties ashore
from the driver's seat of an Austin,
the quarterdeck messenger used an
Army motorcycle, the Exec went a-
shore in a Lockheed-Vega cabin plane
and the ship's cook on watch used a
one man submarine to see if the vegetables in the soup were done or not."
There my lads, is a sea story. Beats
any Fibber Magee or CBM Promos
Parting shot: Sombody try to beat
P.S. (or sumpin) George Herrick,
CWT is going to the Relief for treatment. Long time CPO mess caterer
and Chief Oil King, he is pretty well
known by all hands who wish him a
snappy and complete recovery. St.
Marie, CWT, takes over George's
Oil King duties during his illness.
A word of blame can make you sad;
A word of praise will make you
Since words bring joy or grief your
Be careful of the words you say.
Make the best of everything;
Think the best of everybody;
Hope the best for yourself.
Cheer up and SMILE!
We hear that Germany is naming her
ships after jokes so the English won't
Aviator "There I was, forced down on
that lonely isle with a lovely blond."
Gob "What did you do for food?"
Av "Darned if I can remembeT.''