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(U!)— a nd 12 days. with a strong mind and full faith of a more glorious Lyman Frimodig. ‘ business manstate hereafter. Stature about six age! of athletics at Michigan feet —— Weight 200. Death had no sate College. was the only 10‘ terror." otter winrier‘in sports in 59”“ ‘;_tonewberemighthavestoodthe0 BATH N0 TIIIOI Big. terrible "Hill Ten GUILPORD. Vt. IUP)—A marble is looking down your throat . tombstone over the grave of Benabout as -far away as the Point Ford'parkad between in. Mayflow- lamln Carpenter has a lenthy in— of the blountain is from the last er and the Academy with the burn- Kriptioa listing his many services farm in Iehi. It towers high above ed name almost aselong as "Teilu. ‘0 the state. The inscription conall others. and the Chinks are dug. rid " on the crumpled door. nevcludes: “Left this world and l“ in their bunkers like gophers in?!“ ledshredsofajeeponm, the bowel of the mound. '4 l'right aide by the blur that would TheI'E'l “IO P1139" CP- “nmave been Knight's Men's store orbig bonfire is natural. They like in front of I!" 7 ’ Gmtvn "I! in" TOWNCRAFT 7.98 cuffs wear as long as the fine Tounrraft shirt body! Buy sacral for Dad. Sims 14-19. ’ Street Floor Husky Argyle . Somehow it doesn't seem to matter‘ cross much. But you know it is spring; $00 KS 79‘ Time. to Forget <‘ I to pleaserdép liz'm Present Dad with SPORT SHIRT a pair of lfear before. You feel that strange— The army aviator steps up to the 'ness of fear again as you near .‘tbe flashes in the sky beyond the‘ |i-Rig of mountains. The mournfuh seat in front. He says. "You won't the scrimmage line of death! need the chute." And you lean . Smoke clouds hovering above as r"kaw kaw kaw" of the Korean: back comfortably in your seat. ‘a simulated cover. Men and boys ‘crow from the green trees outside. Yo'u've heard about Captain Colet- in uniform going about their busi- The whimpering of the new-bong 98 Rayon Gabardine m‘ horse. ‘You've been here before. back to your flapping tent. lBeen in battles before. And felt lyou‘re ‘and it's dark outside except for; pups in the old chaplain‘a tent. ‘ on his day ar‘lic breaths up there in the yond. . That was yesterday. And ‘ S lreet floor twistini. Primitive “honey bucket" lcal warfare by tying a C-ratlon north with their tails of silvery roads of Korea. 4 can to the missile. smoke and their heads spewing' .. At the strip you climb into the fire across the hills. You don't ‘Scrlmmage of Death' single rear seat of the olive drab 'think about the flesh-tearing You try to tell yourself it’s just grasshopper-like L-19 aircraft You Chinese mortars which streak into excitement of adventure tingling couldn't help see the reminder iKumhwa—nor the hordes of fanatic printed on the fuselage: "This your stomach like before a foot- ‘Oriental Communist soldiers with Aircraft cost 113.000. Cost of Oper- ~ball g‘ame or sticking your lefti ‘their “ations: $15.00 per hour. And you ‘foot into the stirrup of a quiverlhills feel like a spendthrift—and atax- iing saddle on top of an unbroken Here’s . a gift combed luxurious Made of ro‘fon yarns that wash in a jiffyi They can't run or shrink out of fil' Smart tri—rnlnr combinations. Buy Dad several pair.‘ Sizes l0-18, You grip the firm hand of Ser15 minutes. so you've 110t ‘0 hurry scream piercing the skyvtells you‘geant Robert .J. Mower of Provo” unless you tht to 80 I“ the WI! vividly that an American soldieriUtab . . . and somehow you forget by jeep over these damnahle. has added his talent to psychologi- itbe roaring of the jets screaming to before. He's a good pilot. You think suddenly that it could have iirsiuatudeotoohisbicycietopadalto then assistant director of ath- studio oommi-afy. \ . ‘ letics and ticket sales manager. 11;. black 1 w. and now .athlctlc business man- your Ital!!! ’ N! Now for the First Time, NO MORE WORN COLLARS. NO .‘IORE FIAYED CUFFS! Both collar and .1 Time is void and uncertain. You don‘t remember whether it is Wednesday or the Sabbath Day; lieutenant. if the "Old Man" has‘ of a 50 calibre machine gun. sent you on a mission. The pilot cracking of rifles. The "thump”. will be waiting. But h‘e‘ll wall onlyl‘ot an outgoing» mortar—. and its » Wide-they'resinsinsw-iotoiib-oiaiownwas-ads. bot cumin,“ ton history He has been on the "la 1 tale a easy." Michigan State campus for more themilliulh' MJD‘M iVofe for him on June 15th., F'i’ White Strip and asked for in 1,19 m ny,trce tells you as a matter of fachhardened by the reality of hellu you north .cmu‘ the manning of with an arrow pointing up a nar-jHis strong. wide shoulders droop. hills to another strip close to the row gulch on the left side of thc' a little now from weariness but front lines. it doesn't matter‘road—"lsoo Yards to Enemy Pb-lhis chin is made of stubborn courwhether you are a private or a.sitions." The deep-throsted barkin ’age. Ready to Fly think its better for personal ap-nale I , pear-noes. cafes and telnision "It's in the. m m whereyoucanaeethern. AllthlsMu-dlobeilflah'd hollerin‘ and screamin' you get u. but now than as. W On Center of First West to the tree like a and shave the dirty whiskers. Come fly and ride with me in says. "You Are Now Being Watch- ‘when flowers should be blooming‘ ed by the Enemy." and smelling sweet. The grass North Korea for a few moments. and we‘ll try to see together why‘ Instinctively. you glance up tolwould need c ing at home. Your the rounded hill high above andineighbor's son reminds you of that it is your boys and friends oven Reds are really as you see him there standing tall here need you to pat them on the.’ wonder if the back once in awhile and m.keywatching you. But the jeep doesn'tlsnd erect in the M-w Width his‘ fingers at the radio controls and room for the heart, . stop ‘0 question. Another sign on another naked‘ his eyes bright. but soft. still unYou've called the Tempest Air payer! ammmrsmuw-nnm hospital. Cornell. seei- ran-r .e on mmleianne.butl|sitehauarsthebestalihenew the Farrerithe land of the morning calm. in the field'doesn’t mind so much.‘ Junior high school. They have the His heart suddenly becomes full of 2 same tools in their hands and their inspiration and energy. and .spikes are .dangling from their wants to hasten down to the river belt. But the sign above their heads and wash off the Korean “krud” {nailed A.‘y‘i/AYS ”Q * fi \ POP ’8 the POPuZar Candidate '4 klk of {Cores again ,witnessing the so- fire so close to the front. they; The continual "shoosh" of artilcalled stalemate. The booming ar- would shrug and say, "Quel dif—i lery shells racing in both directillery and the stuttering machine fcrence'.’ The enemy weel not tions overhead th the reverber~! guns and whistling mortars still shoot at_ the fire. if he do. he know. ating thunder n rvously shaking: vividly spell death and fear . . . he geev away his position —— and‘ the bridge. The calmness of the just as plainly as they did inI then we clobber heem so very good blue greenfiver ‘paying no atten-‘ Normandy. the Ardennes.the and come back queek to celebr te lion. The discordant tones of an Rhineland. and Central Germany! weeth another bottle of obs -‘ organ banging your ears as you And‘though the operations reports pagne.’ lstare at the twisted pipes welded may say “light patrol actions" and A wide - bottomed ambulance "light skirmishes." the boys who waddlss by on the bumpy.‘dusty.l.together over there by the ch’arred; fell are still just as dead. and the stinking road — and someone isv stumps of trees where the taber‘ blood is just as red. Only fewer taking the ride to the much longed- nacle would have stood. fell. that's all. Nightmare of lumps for evacuation. . The smoke of battle and the Dedicated to llero Theroadisnotaroad.ltisa stench of death has changed but The narrow bridge is solid across nightmare of nasty bumps which little: It just seem changed be‘ cause of the un ty. the dust. the rocky creek. The printed sign permit your jeep to go ten milesthe mud. the filth. a the animal- says it is dedicated to an engineer an hour. The blade of an no: hasl like misery of the of.l(orea soldier who lost his life to help scraped the narrow passageway! l and the forever stinking d the soil build that bridge under fire. you and pushed aside the rubble. in which they are forever pouring don‘t want to think that he had .l On the outskirts there are three more fertilizer from their wooden Mom and Dad or wife and kids great modern steel framed power' “Haney buckets" to raise more rice just like you have. You don't want poles. One lays crippled and cring-l to live and produce more fertiliser to think of it — so you wipe it ing with head boWed and arms to raise‘more rice to.live. And our quickly from your heart: dangling fingers of fluttering wire‘ forever watching them and being Two linemen are stringing ln-‘in frightened submission. The other here in a half hell with too much other roll of wire to the dus Ikedftwo stand tall and defiant as a indolence. and too much brass . . . communications cluster roughicontrasting epitaph to a once liv. the forks of the shell splintered. ing city of 40,000 children of God Letters Offer flaps tree. They look just like the line<i now prostrate in filth. Half. creBut when you .write a few notes men from the Mountain States mated and half dust. 'ibis is Rumbof encouragement. and your hearts Telephone Company who climb up; wa in the mountains of Chosen— h. I to. 1*- w—‘I "I . besidel Iwasdirtyandtired.Dirtyin th P ' t te B . . ank my eyes and tired in my heart. to’live. these French. If you stop-Em: pages... DEWIY-made sheil‘ Last night I was on the front lines ped mid asked them why the hon—1 craters. And that awful stench! poles an dark Gabe new “I “I. he Randomness-nan “Itantalum-Mm as. an be. co- and ,Deuutcbtbiumwmhmmhhnut-door ,wtupadmlnthesamendmehatread. ‘AthBroad's' Toanpractioalpnspoaas. Lthatinadebis‘andxahn's tsauonehigsjgn—withsroad'shido-gstflng boon-thalfoost. lntherhubarbhtfollowed.bothmenwoundupinthamsofla. Moonldii nothingwrongwitbeitherhalfol thadgn.buta mm . Monxahn'shauotthsbunding. Bohewillhavetodmvsths butstillholdstheupper‘handasfarasibeeustomassmm f hall reach out across the ocean. a boy‘ the style. as but ' ' ammo-aunt‘s” o imam—mummwiw where you were a few days “”‘haw The dusty road leads towards special mission by air and jeep. The courageounarmy aviator had reported )to his operations officer to see if there was amber flight for him and his manned recon~ naiuance plane. and I returned to my flapping tent and your wonderful letters. And my heart leaped _with joy. ' “Clo-m tbe others and ourselves can be highly Tempest. ' in nt. for a. jeep. Notlong olmadeabigmisA clean-cut kid of 19 with eyes take .by»te an untruth to my as light blue as his scarf and his combat infantry badge pulls up with a jeep. His name is Prhlate Keene—and somehow he reminds - ”fit u M's-“II““~ All Wool Here's a shirt he's sure to like. and you pocket a neat suing. besides! Tailored of the finest washable rayon gabardinc. styled with two flap pockets, wide spread sportcollar, long sleeves. Sizes S. M. L. Penney's-Men’s Department — Street Floor 1 int-ss‘ like they might be burning You were tired when you came: iweeds back home in the fall. And Remember? Tired and dirtyu been Lt. Bob Collard from your'‘the “whoosh whoosh" of artillery Yback. ‘ Now you're still dirty. But you're own-home town who flew in tliig‘ shells overhead. no longer tired—and instead there's. same Corps for Danger over here.‘ _A weapon carrier rolls by on‘ Within a few moments you are an exhilirating warmth swelling: the narrow road going back. ;your chest and lifting your heart. rushing pell mell down the thin The 2“: strip of dust and steel mesh like half track crawls past. KYour loved ones and many friends ton truck lumbers beside you. and {have remembered you with their: an'orange crate in the wind. Sud-i denly. you are airborne and up the colored drivc’r is white with ilctters. and your heart is refreshed. ‘ beside the looming mass of bills. dust and moving big rubbery lips It's too late to go down to thet Then the speed seems to stop and as if in prayer—but the faint mel- river and wash . . . so let's just you are floating calmly’through ‘ody and words drift through the take a bath in the old steel helmetthe air while the crumpled hills open side of the jeep—“Gonna git again and scrub off the Koreani er slowly past you. The ever» ‘me a shotgun and shoot my shugah krud. what do you say? present rice paddies squeezed be- baby!" And you chuckle and relax Sincerely your friend. vagainst the hard seat. tween the ridges pattern their Then alldof a sudden the roaring multicolors up at you like giant i Garth. l jig saw puzzles of many shapes. magically put together 'with un~ believable accuracy. The‘ filthy l t ‘ ' -l Sheen gabardines and thll gab- ardlnes With inverted pleats. con. shacks which you had seen before tinuOus suppressed waists' Treat somehow become clean for all you can see now are the tightly thatch- i ed straw roof tops which seem the size of a nickle match box. Dad The plane raises its nose heaven— ward and gains altitude. The moun- tains of hills become old and wrinkled. You ride along silently with the army aviator for 10 6." minutes. ' ’ l Plane shaken A tiny cluster of sandbags ‘ to I gift he'll really ap- preciate—a fine pair of all wool slacks from Penny's. Sizes 28-38. . Penney’s ‘5' Men’s Dept. ~—- Street Floor Luxury Quality far below. You shake your head—and someone else answers with a puff of. smoke which shakes the plane violently. Another - suddenly ex- _ plodes under the tall and tips you on your nose. and 'the amp hit: your middle and you‘re tumbling down without breath. The tall drops and jars you back in your seat. 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