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...fighting man, Model 1941. Its title: Soldier's Handbook. Its purpose: "to help you over . . . rough spots [in the transition from civilian to military life] as rapidly as possible and to lay the foundations for your successful career as a soldier." Since 1919 the hard-boiled sergeant, the bull-roaring officer have been fading from the military scene. Their replacements are officers and noncoms taught that intelligent teamwork, not dumb obedience, is what an army needs to make it hum, that enlisted soldiers must know (at least generally) the whys & wherefores of what they are told...
Here is a letter from my recently mobilized "little" brother [Staff Sergeant Lysle I. Abbott, at Camp Joseph T. Robinson, Little Rock, Ark.]. He is 22 years old; graduated from college last year and intends to resume his education in law after his military service is completed...
...from Trenton and Princeton in the Revolution to the Meuse-Argonne in World War I. Regular National Guard enlistment is for three years; City Troopers enlist for seven. Rookies find advancement slow, the selection of officers meticulous. No man can hope to become a corporal before eight years, a sergeant before ten. John C. Groome Jr., a coal company president who was the Troop's captain until he was recently made an Army major, has served 24 years...
...full of corn as a silo. Dear Mom recounts the adventures of an addlepated rookie named Homer Stubbs, and his highborn pal Red Foster, son of a factory owner, who helps him badger a tough top-sergeant called Monihan. Devised by stocky, moon-faced Robert Newton Brown, CBS program director, and writer W. Ray Wilson, Dear Mom is supervised by Major Frank Collins, a morale officer on the executive staff of the 6th Corps Area. The program whips into a description of the joys of camp life, introduces Homer scratching away at a letter to his mother. Its first episode...
...chatter: "How do I feel about the Army? Boy, it's gonna be my meat and gravy. I'm sure anticipatin' it with relish. All I want is to find some body I can cuss-you know . . . like them two guys in the movies did . . . Sergeant Quirt and Captain Flagg...