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Show July, 1944 THE CENTERVILLE NEWSETTE Pago Three SERVICE NEWS and NOTES Home on a y furlough after Eldon two years action, is Donny Alvin Mrs. Mr. and of son Duncan, Duncan. First Class Petty Officer Duncan enlisted in the Navy Seabees April, 1942, and saw action in the south Pacific. He had many experiences, but he said, One of my greatest thrills was when I saw the only person down there that I knew. I walked about 20 miles to the nearest Mormon Church base to see if there was anyone from the old home town. On entering the chapel, I saw Archer Clayton, From the Mail Bag Robert F. (Rob) Wilson letter in favors us with a itself. and for two parts, it speaks In response to your request to hear from Centerville service men Id like to drop you a few lines from the South Pacific. First, I want to tell you how much I enjoy reading the Newsette, and I appreciate the effort you and the staff are putting forth to publish the Centerville news. I recently moved from the South Pacific to the Southwest Pacific area and am now on the island of New Britain. We are living on a sandy stretch of ground near the ocean, and its quite a change to get away from all the mud we had on the other island. The natives here are very backward, but they are fast learning how to inveigle the American soldiers out of tobacco and other Lt. V-M- ail items. Warren Tingey is- camped just a little way from me now, so we can get together occasionally and exchange bits of news about the old town and the other fellows in the service. We will both soon have spent twenty-on- e months overseas. In the two Christmas seasons - that I have been away, I have received several cards from Centerville people and I wish to thank them all for their kindness and consideration. Heres hoping that we might all be back to spend the coming Christmas in Centerville. Sgt. Wesley P. Tingey writes from somewhere in the Pacific where he is seeing action against the Japs. Dear Townsfolk, For some time I have wanted to tell you how much I have appreciated the letters and cards you have sent me. Also for The Centerville Newsette. I find this paper very interesting and it gives me lots of joy when I read what everyone at home is doing. Also to know where some of the old gang are now serving in the armed forces. On June 20 I will have been across the mighty deep one year. When I look back to the things that have taken place it seems like ages since I sailed under the Gold- en Gate in San Francisco. Thats what all the men say who have been in the islands for some time. Their only hope is that someday in the near future they can see from a distance the shores of our native land. In the last few months I have seen action against the enemy who is looked upon more or less as a wild beast of the forest, but in a matter of time I am sure the Japanese nation will fall. It states in one of our church books that no nation trying to gain wealth or power will be victorious. People of the world, and especially at home, are looking for the day when son, daughter and husband will again be united with those who have spent many months in anxiety wondering where they may be in the present conflict. Give my best regards to all. I want to con- gratulate the editors of this paper for their fine work in behalf of the men away. HONOR ROLL 80 The Centerville Honor Roll numbered 80 with the enlistment during the month of three more of our young men. Elgin Rigby went to Farragut, Idaho, in the Navy; Roy Hatch went to the San Diego Marine Base; and Kent Streeper left to join the Merchant Marines. We recently received the following notice from the USMC. Centerville Newsette Immediate Release Editor: The following item may be of interest to your readers. W. F. Smiley SSgt., USMC Public Relations Roy Fearnley Hatch, son of Mr. and Mrs. Spencer Hatch of Centerville, is now training as a U. S. Marine at San Diego, Calif., boot camp. Pvt. Hatch will be assigned to a combat unit or to a specialist school for further training at the end of eight weeks. He is a graduate of Davis county high school, where he won his D in basketball and tennis. He was employed in the roofing business by Paul Selleneit of Centerville USMC when inducted. On furlough the week of June 15th was 2nd Lt. Gordon E. Walton, son of Mr. and Mrs. Wallace Walton. Gordon expressed his congratulations to the staff members and to the people who are helping to support the Newsette for doing a swell job, which will be appreciated by all the boys and girls in the service. Lt. Walton enlisted in the Army Air Corps November 13, 1942, going to Sheppard Field, Ark., for primary, and to Independence, Kan., for basic. He went to Pampa, Texas, for advanced training and graduated there May 23. 30-da- leading the singing. It was really swell to see him. I was hear heavy fighting quite a bit and we were bombed five times. I can tell you the war is going much better in the Pacific now than two years ago, and we $ ought to lick the two or three in years, monkeys but not in six months, like some people are hoping. Sgt. Clyde Edmond White, son of Mr. and Mrs. Clyde C. White, was on furlough last week. Ed went into the army in September, 1940, and went to Camp San Luis Obispo, Cal., from there to Fort Lewis, Wash., where he was in the 145th Field Artillery; then into the 640th Tank Destroyer Battalion at Burbank, Cal. (Warren Tingey was also in this Battalion.) For a while he guarded plane factories in southern California and after went back to Fort Lewis. September, 1942 he went overseas where he stayed for over 8 months, and then returned to the States to train troops at Camp Hood, Texas. He then moved around to maneuvers in Louisiana, Camp Robinson, Ark., and Camp Howze, Texas. TURN TO PAGE FOUR Poem by Earl C. Tingey The following poem was WTitten by Earl C. Tingey while on his fathers tractor, plowing. Earl is ten years old and is the son of Mr. and Mrs. William Tingey. SEA GULLS Sea gulls, sea gulls, Everywhere I look, All around, behind, Even in a book. Sea gulls, sea gulls, Everywhere I go, All around me high And sometimes very low. Sea gulls, sea gulls, My very best friends; They come to me by hundreds, Hundreds and tens. Sea gulls, sea gulls, I like to wratch you fly, Swooping down and making circles High up in the sky. |