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Fly Paper February 1943 Page 4

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STOCK TRACERS AND PROGRESS.

[drawing of a balding man with a mustache facing the front]

Glen Lindsay and Ann Morris
should have their
"off days" changed to
coincide. With Ann off
Saturday, Glen can't
work for worry and
when he's off on Tues-
day --- well, there just
isn't any stock trading.

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There has been an in-
crease in the number
of hob nail scratches on
Milliron's desk top since he is on the
Victory Shift. It's such a comfy place
to sleep.

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We heard the Navy had taken over Prog-
ress Section but lately the Messenger
Service seems to be running interference.

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Pop Sellers received a nice present for
his new son. It was from the Progress
Section and they had it quite attracti-
vely labeled with all the numerous
"parts tags". It is understood that
Sellers must periodically make a prog-
ress report on the little fellow. His
rating as Chief Inspector should get
him a priority on three corner sarongs.

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When a fellow gets promoted, he often
passes out cigars. They say when Charlie
Brown heard he had been made night fore-
man of Sheet metal Dept. he just passed
out ----

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Capri; Have you got the Victory Shift
Dee?
DeBold; Naw! The Victory Shift's got me.

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J'ever see an outfit grow in popularity
like the tool crib has lately. They're
actually having to put more iron fence
around the place. But - they're putting
up the kind you can see through.

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Lunch Time

The buzzer buzzed at twelve o'clock
At first I wondered why
But soon I learned that it was time
For sandwhich, milk and pie

I saw a workman, hurriedly,
His tools and box arrange
And headed out, at ninety per,
Toward the Post Exchange

He got there in one minute flat
And fell into a line
Of hungry men, who, like himself,
Were very pushed for time.

The soldiers who were in the line
Gave him an icy stare
'Twas easy seen they were agreed
He had no business there

At twelve-ninteen the man emerged
A cabbage plate in hand
For forty cents 'twas rather scant
And hardly room to stand

He did not find a table space
On which to eat his food
But wandered 'round the P X floor
His face a troubled mood

He gupled it down and hustled out
And ran, but ran in vain
Before he reached the Hangar door
The buzzer buzzed again.

Vannie L. Hughey.

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One Hundred Girls (In Unison)
"What's Alice White (The Victory
Shift Girl) got that we ain't got?"

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CLASSIFIED SECTION
STARR JAMES is coaching a limited
group of Victory Shift soldiers from
10:30 PM to 12:00 Midnight.

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WANTED: The picture of at least two
Florida Crackers that don't want to
go home. See or call R. E. Bloom.

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