
Guadalcanal Diary
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- 1943
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(0.00 / 0 votes)Today, Sunday July 26th 1942,
is a peaceful, lazy day of rest
here on our transport
somewhere in the South Pacific.
And very pleasant it is too, here in the
beautiful white sunshine of the port deck
with the blue panel of the sea to watch
and a good song rising clear.
Where Father Donnelly, Notre Dame 1917,
all-American fullback for two years,
Say, Sammy, your voice is OK.
Why not? My father was
a cantor in the synagogue.
We"re on the signal bridge, where
Colonel Grayson and his staff are relaxing,
as contented as if seated on their front
porches of a Sunday morning back home.
What a way to travel to war.
l wish we had the funnies.
So we could see if Mammy Yokum
got the termites out of the turnip patch.
However the favourite occupation,
as usual, is shooting the breeze.
Exchanging scuttlebutt.
Boy, l"d sure like to be back home,
sailing me a boat on Chesapeake Bay.
lf l was back home l wouldn"t be on no boat.
lf l was back in Laredo
l"d go and see my Conchita.
- Maybe Lolita.
- Well, make up your mind.
All right, Conchita.
And Lolita.
Ebbets Field, that"s for me.
Watching them beautiful Bums.
Bums is right.
- Just leading the league.
- Oh, sure. That league.
the Yanks will take us in the Series?
The Dodgers ain"t even in it yet.
What good"ll dough do where you"re going?
- How do you know where we"re going?
- Oh, pipe down.
Besides, l don"t care
if l never see any more dough again.
Of course, you monkeys understand
l"m talking about Confederate dough.
Say, ain"t you a war correspondent?
- That"s right.
- Put my name in the paper.
The funny paper.
- Sure. What is it?
- Johnny Anderson.
You can call him Chicken.
He"s just sprouting his pinfeathers.
will get a kick out of that.
You know your mother
don"t let you go out with no dames.
Pipe down, will you?
l got him.
(PA) Sweepers, man your brooms.
Clean sweep-down fore and aft.
Pleasant too to stretch out
in the calm tropical night
with the lapping of the waves
beating a soft, faint obbligato to our song.
They"re a great bunch of kids, Father.
- They"ll do all right.
- Mm-hm.
Any news yet as to where we"re headed?
Even the colonel doesn"t know that.
So then l says ""Listen,
do you think what l"m thinking?""
She gives me one of them looks
and says ""Yeah.""
- Writing to that babe of yours?
- Why not?
- Some doll, huh?
- Yeah, she"s a real hunk of woman.
- And she don"t give me no arguments either.
- She don"t, huh?
You know, l had me a dame like that once.
But so did a lot of other guys.
- Good night, Chicken.
- Good night, Taxi.
OK, boys.
Come on, come on.
Cut out the skylarking. Hit the sack.
Lights out, one minute.
Hey, Sergeant.
Do you know yet what we"re up to?
Oh, the same old thing - manoeuvres.
Don"t say l told you.
Up and down landing nets,
in and out of boats - l"m geting tired of this.
The way you looked at Onslow Beach
you could stand plenty of practice.
One of these days we"re gonna
run up against the real thing.
- Hey, Tex.
- Yeah.
- Hot, ain"t it?
- Yeah.
Hoter than a Texas catle car in August.
- So you think it"s hot, do you?
- Yeah.
How would you like
a nice tall glass of ice-cold beer?
Beer. Strictly a middle-class beverage.
The last time l was in Brooklyn
it was just such a night as this.
We was having cocktails.
The old lady brought them in,
l took one taste, and boy, what a kick.
- You know what she did?
- What?
She took "em out and
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