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HI ho, everybody! That may sound familiar to those who can remember Jack
Davey on the radio (small box with knobs that produced voices and music).
We’re feeling particularly chirpy this morning.
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HOW many readers have caught up with the hilarious tale of Miss America
1944? Venus Ramey was Miss America in 1944 and with WWII in full blast,
she undertook singing, dancing and comedy performances to raise money,
sold war bonds and was highly popular with the troops.
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THE beautiful young woman’s image even adorned a B17 USAF bomber that
flew bombing missions over Germany. Venus Ramey is now 82 and runs her
own farm in Kentucky; last week she surprised an intruder in one of her
storage sheds from which she had recently had property stolen.
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THE man took one look at the infuriated Venus and her ancient and loudly
barking dog and said he would just leave quietly with his friends in
their vehicle. But Venus snapped back: “Oh no you won’t!” and suddenly
produced a snub-nosed .38 calibre handgun and shot out the car’s tyres.
She then flagged down a passing motorist who contacted 911; the thieves
have now been arrested.
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PISTOL-packing Venus growled “I’m just trying to live a quiet, peaceful
life and stay out of trouble – if they’d even dared come close to me
they’d be six feet under by now.” Yep, they sure bred ’em tough back in
’44!
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GADZOOKS! Forsooth, we almost forgot the next instalment of the JK
McCarthy Quiz. Last episode, JK had arrived in Kainantu; the year was
1932 and he then headed a patrol into what was known as Kukukuku country.
Mainly short in stature, these fierce warriors nevertheless had a
spine-chilling reputation.
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BY Anzac Day 1933, McCarthy’s men had walked 386km in two and a half
months and had almost reached Otibanda, when they were ambushed by the
Kukukuku. Seven of their warriors were killed and as many New Guinea
policemen wounded; McCarthy was pierced in the stomach and thigh with
arrows. A further gripping instalment tomorrow!
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WE wish you a jolly good day and a top shelf week.
– Dee Nesenolis
 
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