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En Garde, whole no. 4, Winter 1942
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page 11. porals. It was not good to incur the displeasure of the 'Slimy Six'. Yet we were not at all disliked by anybody. Except the shavetail. But there wasn't much he could do about it. Give one KP and he gave it to all six, and the work was done in no time. Give a member punishment equal to six men's work and he appealed to the Old Man, who could readily see the obvious injustice, and modify the sentence considerably. Of course, the shavetail was too proud to tell the Old Man that six privates were too much for him. ** But the lesson is the lesson to the ezwal. You may understand that better, because Van Vogt is a much better writer than I. ** Co-operate or Else!" Understand one thing, fandom: I don't feel great hate toward the Gov't or the Draft Board what done me in, or anything like that. I feel I'm of less use to Life at Large here than left to my own resources on the outside. But I realize the war-machine couldn't take more time to figure all that out, that everybody's gotta be grabbed more or less indiscriminately. So I'm doing what I can, under the circumstances: Specifically, I'm infiltrating stf with the other reading matter around here, at the 4 central places, and having the satisfaction of seeing it picked up and perused. I know every many who picks up an stf mag isn't going to be converted to a fan, or even a reader; but at least the opportunity is created. Heretofore they either didn't read much or chose what they wanted. Here they have to take what they can get. If an increasing percent of that is stf, well they'll take it and -- maybe -- like it! "D": "The thing I'm wondering most about is whether you were able to convince the army officials that there's nothing but a J to your middle name." I've been astonished to discover the number of men with only initials for middle names, dealing with monickers all day as I do. Seems to be about one in 15 had only an initial. And, believe it or not, I ran across an F.J. Wackerman! "D" continues: "I'm certain that you'd better not try to think up puns without first looking in all directions for speeding jeeps." Yep, in the Army, life is jeep! Speaking of punning, some of you have been receiving copies of the Reception Center paper from me, containing corny cracks by "Ack-Ack". I haven't had time to explain about the fanames often appearing therein. I've been doing that just for fun. Nobody here knows the dif when I run in a phoney item about Art Winder, Harry Werner, Robert Tucker, or Jo Moro, so I do so, in the hope not only will the gentry be entertained but some subtle amusement thus afforded certain sections of fandom. Nothing should be taken too seriously, including items accredited to Jack Erman, Joe Kerr & Co. An item some of you saw about Erman's chasing down a local pigeon who turned out to be only 13 years old, was based broadly on my looking up on Josephine Browne who had her name in Fantastic Adventures' Correspondence Column a couple issues ago. At an address only a mile from mine in L.A. I dropped her a line suggesting she attend the LASFS. She replied her Dad wouldn't let her, and in fact didn't like the idea of her writing to a soldier. I thot that was sorta silly for a 17 year old, sent back a tongue-in-cheek letter for her Dad's benefit, about how I was sure his daughter had only been doing her patriotic duty in writing to a soldier etc, etc, etc, and it was too bad a girl of her intellect shouldn't be permitted to come to
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page 11. porals. It was not good to incur the displeasure of the 'Slimy Six'. Yet we were not at all disliked by anybody. Except the shavetail. But there wasn't much he could do about it. Give one KP and he gave it to all six, and the work was done in no time. Give a member punishment equal to six men's work and he appealed to the Old Man, who could readily see the obvious injustice, and modify the sentence considerably. Of course, the shavetail was too proud to tell the Old Man that six privates were too much for him. ** But the lesson is the lesson to the ezwal. You may understand that better, because Van Vogt is a much better writer than I. ** Co-operate or Else!" Understand one thing, fandom: I don't feel great hate toward the Gov't or the Draft Board what done me in, or anything like that. I feel I'm of less use to Life at Large here than left to my own resources on the outside. But I realize the war-machine couldn't take more time to figure all that out, that everybody's gotta be grabbed more or less indiscriminately. So I'm doing what I can, under the circumstances: Specifically, I'm infiltrating stf with the other reading matter around here, at the 4 central places, and having the satisfaction of seeing it picked up and perused. I know every many who picks up an stf mag isn't going to be converted to a fan, or even a reader; but at least the opportunity is created. Heretofore they either didn't read much or chose what they wanted. Here they have to take what they can get. If an increasing percent of that is stf, well they'll take it and -- maybe -- like it! "D": "The thing I'm wondering most about is whether you were able to convince the army officials that there's nothing but a J to your middle name." I've been astonished to discover the number of men with only initials for middle names, dealing with monickers all day as I do. Seems to be about one in 15 had only an initial. And, believe it or not, I ran across an F.J. Wackerman! "D" continues: "I'm certain that you'd better not try to think up puns without first looking in all directions for speeding jeeps." Yep, in the Army, life is jeep! Speaking of punning, some of you have been receiving copies of the Reception Center paper from me, containing corny cracks by "Ack-Ack". I haven't had time to explain about the fanames often appearing therein. I've been doing that just for fun. Nobody here knows the dif when I run in a phoney item about Art Winder, Harry Werner, Robert Tucker, or Jo Moro, so I do so, in the hope not only will the gentry be entertained but some subtle amusement thus afforded certain sections of fandom. Nothing should be taken too seriously, including items accredited to Jack Erman, Joe Kerr & Co. An item some of you saw about Erman's chasing down a local pigeon who turned out to be only 13 years old, was based broadly on my looking up on Josephine Browne who had her name in Fantastic Adventures' Correspondence Column a couple issues ago. At an address only a mile from mine in L.A. I dropped her a line suggesting she attend the LASFS. She replied her Dad wouldn't let her, and in fact didn't like the idea of her writing to a soldier. I thot that was sorta silly for a 17 year old, sent back a tongue-in-cheek letter for her Dad's benefit, about how I was sure his daughter had only been doing her patriotic duty in writing to a soldier etc, etc, etc, and it was too bad a girl of her intellect shouldn't be permitted to come to
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