Hometown News — 1943

To Corpus Christi
(picture) Cadet Delbert Edwards is the good-looking-young man you see here. He is a naval aviation cadet now in training at Pasco, Wash. Previously he received training at St. Mary College, Calif. Cadet Edwards is a son of Mr. and Mrs. Jim Edwards and writes his parents, that he is kept busy. He will complete the schooling at Pasco, Nov. 15, and will probably go from there to Corpus Christi, Tex. At the completion of his training at Corpus Christi, he will receive his wings and a commission in the navy or the marines.

Miss Engelhart Joines the Marines
Miss Helen Engelhart of Kansas City has resigned her position with an insurance company there and enlisted in the Marines. Miss Engehart is a daughter of Mrs. Vigie Engelhart of Gallatin. She left last Sunday evening for New River, N. C., where she will receive six weeks basic training. Miss Engehart has been very successful in business in Kansas City and no doubt will go far in Uncle Sam’s service.

Likes Australian Girls
(picture) The young soldier portrayed here is Pvt. Chas. Richard Sears, son of Mr. and Mrs. Tom Sears of Gallatin. Pvt. Sears, who is in the field artillery has been in the service over two years, without a furlough. He has seen foreign service for 23 months. Young Sears is not minding too much, not getting to come home, as he has a girl friend, Miss Eva Brooks at Picton, Australia. Miss Brooks writes interesting letters to his parents, telling them when she has an opportunity to be in their son’s company. Who knows, young Pvt. Sears may bring an Australian bride home with him when he gets that furlough?

Called To Service
Floyd Cox, son of Mr. and Mrs. Josh Cox, south of Gilman City, volunteered for army service some time ago and recently reported at Hollywood, Miss. He had been teaching at Marshall and had deferment for the present school term but preferred to help whip the Axis. He is commissioned a second lieutenant. — Jamesport Gazette.

Trained as Airplane Mechanic
Pvt. Victor Blizzard of Jamesport has reported at Guilford Field, Miss., for training as an airplane mechanic specializing in cargo and transport type airplanes. Before entering military service, Pvt. Blizzard was employed by the Pacific Naval Air Base as a structural steel worker. — Jamesport Gazette.

Somewhere in New Guinea
Somewhere in New Guinea, where the sun is like a curse,
And each long day is followed, by another slightly worse,
Where the brick red dust blows thicker than the sifting desert sand,
And a white man dreams and wishes for a greener, fairer land.

Somewhere in New Guinea, where a woman’s never seen,
Where the sky is never cloudy, and the grass is never green,
Where the dingos nightly rob a man of precious sleep
When he crawls into his pup-tent for a heavenly retreat.

Somewhere in New Guinea, where the nights are made for love,
Where the moon is like a searchlight, and the southern cross above —
Sparkles like a diamond necklace in a balmy tropic night,
‘Tis a shameful waste of beauty when there’s not a girl in sight.

Somewhere in New Guinea, where the mail is always late,
And a Christmas card in April is considered up to date,
Where we never have a payday and we never have a cent —
Still we never miss the money, ’cause we’d never get it spent.

Somewhere in New Guinea, where the ants and lizards play,
And a thousand fresh mosquitoes replace every one you slay,
So take me back to San Francisco, let me hear the Mission bell,
For this God-forsaken outpost is a substitute for hell.

                                                             —Written by Willie Leopard

— from the Gallatin North Missourian, scrapbook clippings provided by Lucille Bruce