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October 10, 2001


Column
By Virgil Adams
The Jackson Herald
October 10, 2001

'Retribution' (The Third Week)
Only the chief and I were in the tent now. The others had gone outside and were looking up at the half-cloudy sky. Some were predicting fair weather, others declaring more rain was in store. They were making their bets. Some weather prophets, these guys!
Sully leaned on the center pole of the tent and eyeballed it top to bottom. He grabbed the pole with both hands and shook it vigorously. He seemed impatient, irritated and antsy.
"Godomski has had time to be back with that doctor," he said, looking at his watch.
"Maybe the boss isn't up yet, and Godomski is waiting to walk back with him," I suggested.
None of us, however, would understand why a buddy of ours wanted such company, even for a walk across the street, unless it was to stab him in the back. It was an ugly thought, but all of us - some secretly and some openly - wished the doctor ill.
Please, dear reader, don't be too hard on us. With the exception of Sully, we were young men who had to grow up too fast. The war stole our adolescence. We were far from home, away from our families, facing the prospect of another Christmas in a strange land. We worked hard to save sick and wounded sailors. We saved some and we lost some, and our doctor didn't seem to care either way. We were at war and we were depressed. In that situation and under those circumstances, young men are capable of any sin - even murder.
The men outside saw the big, blond Polack coming back, alone, across the street that separates our cold, wet tents and the warm, comfortable sick bay. They followed him in.
On Godomski's face, if such a combination is possible, was a look of fright and pleasure.
"Doc won't be seeing you this morning, Ward," he said, before any of us had time to inquire of his whereabouts.
"Why th' dirty son of. . ."
"Wait a minute, Chief," Godomski interrupted. "Don't raise hell yet. He won't be seeing that Army nurse today either."
"Why?" we all asked at once.
"He's dead," was the simple reply.
I don't know what happened the first two or three minutes after Godomski said "He's dead," but right now these were confused pill pushers, all except the chief. The expression on his face hadn't changed. I didn't have a mirror, but if the way one feels is indicative of the way he looks, I appeared just as startled as the next guy.
All but the chief and Godomski were sitting down now, Saur and Kramer on the edge of my sack, Weaver and Minsky over on Kramer's. Everyone was fumbling for a cigarette. Even Saur reached out and took my pack. He had never smoked a cigarette in his life, and he didn't know he was going to now.
If that was a look of pleasure on Godomski's face when he came back from the sick bay, it was gone now. Had we not been scared half to death, all of us probably would have shown signs of pleasure. But this was serious. There were seven pharmacist's mates and one doctor on shore duty at the little 20-bed sick bay in Bizerte. The doctor was dead, and here were all the seven Ph.M.s, all huddled in one little tent. And every sailor in North Africa, certainly everyone in Bizerte, knew how we hated Doc. They had heard us say what we would do to him if we ever got the chance.
Saur finally broke the silence, and it was a thought-provoking utterance: "Well, I guess he has a pretty good reason for not coming to see you, Ward."
"That's it, Saur, be cute! If you're going to run off at the mouth like that, for God's sake say something intelligent!" scolded Weaver.
"Wonder who killed da guy?" asked Minsky, innocently.
"Did somebody kill him, Minsky?" the chief asked, emphasizing the "somebody."
"I ... I ... guess so. Hell ... I don ... don't know. I just thought..."
"Minsky, this is no time or place to think," Sully shouted bitterly. "You either know or you don't know! Did somebody kill Dr. Jacobs?"
"I ...I don't know, Sir."
"Okay! Now listen, you guys: talk when I ask you to talk, not before! Understand?"
It was evident this was going to be one of the few times when the chief pulled rank on us. I was glad. Someone had to take charge of these scared rookies, and the chief, a real American hero, was our leader. I did believe, though, that he was a little too hard on Minsky. All he did was wonder out loud what the rest of us were wondering to ourselves.
I'd lay ten to one that somebody killed Doc. Guys like Doc - 225, an All-American running back - don't just up and die for no apparent reason.
(To be continued.)
Virgil Adams is a former owner and editor of The Jackson Herald.

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Column
By: Adam Fouche
The Jackson Herald
October 10, 2001


House cleaning with Adam Fouche
Just a few short weeks ago, I shocked and amazed the culinary world with my cooking tips and recipes.
In continuing with my housekeeping series, I have compiled my tips for keeping your house in the cleanest possible condition while putting out the least possible effort.
Because that's my motto-if it takes effort, it ain't worth doing.
·Dirt particles on the carpet. From time to time, dirt and grass and small pieces of paper will gather on my floor. Sure, there is a vacuum at my apartment. However, using the vacuum would require the use of electricity. Plus, I would have to get it out, unwrap the cord, plug it in, use it, wrap the cord back up and put the vacuum back in the closet. The whole process takes 10-13 minutes, which violates the four-minute rule. (Any cleaning action that takes longer than four minutes to complete is a violation.) Instead of vacuuming, simply take your foot and scatter the dirt across the floor. Therefore, the dirt isn't concentrated in one area, and the carpet looks much cleaner.
·Dirty kitchen floor. I'm opposed to mopping. Mops, buckets and water make more of a mess than they clean up. I simply strategically place the trash can in different places in the kitchen to cover up the dirtiest areas. If it's out of sight, it's out of mind. (We'll see the "out of sight, out of mind" theory again later.)
·Dirty tub. Anyone who has ever taken a shower knows that the tub eventually becomes covered in soap scum and other debris. I've learned to combat this. While showering, simply rub soap on the bottom of your foot, and while you are rinsing out your hair, scrub the tub with your foot. Large pieces of dirt will likely wash away. Anything left isn't worth cleaning off. After all, if it won't come off when you scrub it with your foot, it isn't going to get you dirty.
·Dirty dishes, pots and pans. If the dishwasher can't get them clean, you don't need them. Throw them away.
·Dusting. I don't dust. I'm an anti-duster. Instead of dusting, I simply move things around to cover up the dust. For example, the top of my television in my room often gets dusty. I also have a small fan on top of the TV. Whenever the TV gets dusty, I move the fan to the dusty spot, exposing the clean spot where the fan once sat. Therefore, the TV looks clean because the fan is covering up the dust. Every couple of months, I move the fan around to keep the TV clean in appearance.
·Dirty mirrors, glass, TV screens, etc. This is the only process in my cleaning plan that actually involves elbow grease or work. To clean glass, I merely wipe it down with an old newspaper. Using the newspaper saves money on paper towels and glass cleaner and is also a good way to recycle. Plus, the newspaper is not really good for anything else.
·Dirty toilet. Close the lid.
I hope I have covered any cleaning problems that may arise in your home. If you follow my simple steps to a clean environment, I guarantee you'll have a home as clean as my apartment.
If you'd like more information on easy cleaning, including spot removal, clothes washing and odor elimination, please send $20 in my name to the newspaper office for my book, "Cleaning for Sloths."
In the meantime, I'll be taking out a loan at the bank, just enough to pay all the health department fines.
Adam Fouche is a reporter for MainStreet Newspapers. His email address is fouche@arches.uga.edu.

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