Dr. Emeline Hayward, secretary of the society, said of pinups, "If one can't touch, feel, or kiss - looking is good. If one can do so - looking isn't good." |
Vol. III No. 35 Delhi, Thursday, May 10, 1945 Reg. No. L5015 |
Logan's book, Democracy Needs The Negro, deals with the problems of the Negro as a minority group. It will be published in September by MacMillan and Company. Logan, a member of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, attended Luther University in New Jersey. |
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164TH LIAISON SQUADRON ENLISTED PILOTS FLY WOUNDED FROM BURMA |
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Maj. Melvyn Douglas, former movie actor, now director of the Entertainment Production Unit of the India-Burma Theater, which produces G.I. shows for G.I.'s seems to be asking himself whether Pvt. Rinehart Parks is another Harry James. Parks, from New York, is blowing some notes through his trumpet for the EPU show. |
T/5 Virgil Hammer strums the banjo in the Entertainment Production Unit's headliner, The Show Is On. This Chanute, Kans., performer has been a popular performer with soldiers in the India-Burma and the China Theaters. Maj. Douglas declares that big things are ahead for Hammer. |
This is a musical trio featured in Entertainment Production Unit's Mr. Jubilee Comes to Town, now touring the India-Burma Theater. Left to right, Pvt. Nathaniel Hill, Philadelphia, Pa.; Pvt. Rinehart Parks, Kimball, W. Va.; and Pvt. Warrick Brown, Plainfield, N.J. |
It's the Chamber Music Society of Upper Assam Proper. These boys also are featured in EPU's Mr. Jubilee Comes to Town. The group includes, left to right, Cpl. Jesse Murrell, Pittsburgh, Pa.; Jacob Milligan, Lake Wales, Fla.; Pvt. Willie Gullet, Birmingham, Ala.; and S/Sgt. Robert Rucker, Tate, Ga. |
A SOLDIER'S TREASURED GIFT With little time to clasp his new-found wonder, A few short days, and he is on his way As in a dream, the roaring guns throb and thunder. To wound the magic of his wedding day. Yet as he fights he carries in his keeping Faith that will flame even in darkest night Love that will grow when leaden skies are weeping. Honor and pride to gird him for the fight. He will come back to all he is defending - When Victory has brought the world release. A sweetheart's smile to light the long day's ending. And evenings that hold the lovely hush of peace. - CPL. JOSEPH M. FILEPS, APO 218. |
REFLECTION
Said General No. 1 to General No. 2 "I have a medal here that I will give to you. The only stipulation is that you give one to me. And put it in the Roundup for all the world to see." So he stuck a small fruit salad on the bosom of his buddy And sounds were made to indicate that he'd fought battles bloody. The cameras clicked, the photogs cursed; they knew 'twas not the end; Within a week, a month, a day, they'd do it all again. For hadn't No. 2 said he'd retaliate in Kind. And pin a pin on No. 1 so he'd not be behind? The DFC, the DSC, the Soldier's Medal, too - They all look swell on generals - but how would they look on you? - ANONYMOUS G.I. |
(The following effort of a New Orleans Kipling was sent to a soldier in Burma and then mailed to Roundup by
Maj. George W. Williams, Jr. - Editor.) COME YOU BACK, YOU YANKEE SOLDIER By the old St. Lou cathedral Looking out on Jackson Square. There lies a quaint old city That wishes you were there; For the booze is in the glasses And the tinkling cubes they say Come you back, you Yankee soldier, Come you back to U.S.A. Come you back to U.S.A. Where one and all can play. And the dawn comes up like thunder When you arise next day. |
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