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Letters, Random Memories
and Assorted Sea Stories (Cont.)
Michael-Ray Boyden Checks Back In .....
i have a new email address.
hope all is well.
Shawn Kirkpatrick Comes Aboard!!!!!
You may or may not remember me; I was fairly low profile, known
mostly for my ability to bitch and moan about almost anything, but I
was in RE Div (RE03) 87-91, the same period as Lenny M, Fisher and
many others who's names I've seen on this site. This age is probably
best described as the sunset of RE Div's "Gilded Era"
prior to the darkness of the Newport News shipyard overhaul or
whatever. The first RE's I met on the Pig were Marsh (my esteemed
LPO) and Dicko H. That should tell you all you need to know!
I was refereed here by another former Enterprise RE that I keep
in touch with named Gazaway (I'm not sure if you ever met him), who
is now an EMC. In all honesty, I initially thought I would have had
little interest in the contents of this site. I thought I had left
my Navy days far behind in the fading past; but, my actual reaction
was remarkably strong (probably a vestige of some "getting to
know the person in the mirror" self-improvement seminar or
similar crap I've been to). I sat in front of the monitor for some
time and read through a lot of the contents. I was surprised that
all the bad memories and bitterness that I was full of when I left
the Navy seem to have been washed away by the passing of time. I
remember, with a lot of nostalgia, mainly the good stuff now - the
fun times, the humor, the places, and, of course, the great people I
got to know during my time. Sure, there are some Enterprise memories
that can still get me whipped into an irrational anger frenzy; but I
wont go there !
Seeing the pictures you have posted brought back some memories;
getting updates on the likes of Mark Stohl (Ishtar! Heheheh!!!),
Mike Bowman, Andy A, Lenny and the rest was really great. I was also
surprised to see myself in your picture section with you, Q, and
Fisher in that bar in Korea (on Texas street?); I had completely
forgotten about the Oscar wine! That's hysterical. I'm a big wine
drinker now (maybe too much), and no doubt it must have started with
As for myself, I'm now an information systems manager for a
manufacturing company in Tennessee; I stumbled into the I.T. world
after the "Nav" and finally found something I'm reasonably
good at, very different than my days of being a "skater"
and arguably the most incompetent Nuke ever !!.
Anyway, it was definitely a positive checking out the King Paul,
big nasty unofficial website.
|How could I not
remember you? We had some wild times together. I
remember that Oscar wine alright. I'm not sure what
was in that stuff but, boy, did it knock me out. I had
the worst hangover of my life after that one. Great to
hear from you again after all these years!
KP WESTPAC PHOTOS
Okay Gents, I've gotten the message (from those of
you complaining about not being able to see all my westpac photos or
dopeybook pages). These are currently parked on a free-bee
Tripod site, which I was using to avoid wasting my server
space. Well, for some reason Tripod now wants me to pay for
anything exceeding 20 MB and so they basically truncated my site to
comply. No big deal. I'll post my westpac photos here
and hopefully freeup some space to show the dopeybook cartoons.
Dopeybook Leftovers ....
I was able to upload all but 5 pages from the '88 westpac RE04
dopeybook. I would have just blown it off except the missing
pages are pretty insightful and since we have so many New RE04
alumni here, I'll put them here.
Page 6: Blister Dick learns (the hard way) that
Leo Miller (Mr. NIS) meant business ....
Page 20: RE04's family photo album following
the first Olongapo visit .....
Page 24: Kid Pillow goes back to college
Page 30: MMCM turns Heavy Metal Elvis into
4.0 sailor (while HME is bucking for command advancement) ...
Page 49: Some King Paul (or I guess I was
Kid Punjab then) observations about the navy ...
P. H. Burke Comes Aboard ....
I've read all 24 pages and can't believe a lot of old friends are
still alive, let alone can still write. My tours on the big
"E" covered quite a few generations:
9/74 - 2/79, RM23, RM3 (Whitsett
I was the round one, but then again most people got Kevin and I
12/81 - 12/85, LCPO RM22 & RM23, Reac. Admin
6/89 - 9/92, Mdiv QA Officer (See Van Blaricon's qual card), m div
LCPO, I later found out MMCM Otto needed a scapegoat so he could
become the Command Master Chief of a conventional cruiser.
Right now I'm working at Oyster Creek Power Plant with several ex
"Tunaprise" sailors, Ed I----y, S G------a, and Al Decker.
I didn't know they were here when I took the job.
I've run into Scott Goode and Ross Harlan Welch, everyone's hero
as traveling rad techs., but that's it. Now that I know you're here
I hope to contribute. Maybe I'll tell the one about being PP's Wing
Man (from the Bud Light (I think) beer commercial).
PS. KP you appear to have carried on the tradition of the
Enterprise Sailor, admirably, I hope there are those onboard today
that have established themselves as the Enterprise Sailor that the
World has come to know.
|Hey Paul I
remember you. I think you were a senior chief when you
came back in '89. Great to have you aboard!
Exposed at last! Now we know what REALLY goes on in that
warehouse in Phoenix!
And you thought we wouldn't find out... I'm shocked that you
didn't think we'd understand, KP! After all, it looks like a Naval
tradition to me... hehehehehe..
Change of Email Address ......
First of all, I'd like like to welcome Paul Burke to the website,
aka "Burkeski," who l used to give cribbage lessons to
whilst aboard Big E, or was it the other way around? Secondly, while
watching Nova a few nights back on PBS (WGBH), l saw one on my NPS
instructors doing a segment of the show-the former Ltjg Glatzmeier
was talking about the earth's core and the earth's magnetic field;
whereas before he taught us RP thirty years ago. The world gets
smaller by the minute! Trying to get in touch with Mr. G now via
New email: RIraider00@worldnet.att.net
|I saw that
Nova. Great show. I've always been interested in
mag field reversals. Were due for another one real
Rocky Spane Info ....
I have fairly recent information as to the whereabouts of Rocky (dah
dahdahdah dahdahdaaahhh dahdahdah) Spane.
In 1995 or 1996, My wife went to work for a company in Boston
called Faneuil Inc. It was one of those companies that I'd scratch
my head and wonder what the hell they did. I'd stop by her office
occasionally and it was much more like a college than a business.
Everyone seemed busy...just not at doing any work. They were owned
by Canadians and the CEO of the Boston office seemed like a real
shyster, albeit a nice one. The best way to describe this company is
that in the limited contact I had with them, I saw an incredible
amount of wasteful spending. I'd point it out to my wife and she
agreed, but also stated that a lot of businesses operated that way.
The CEO had a few parties that we attended which were very nice -
great food, entertainment, the works. He spent like there was no end
to the funding.
One day (1999ish time frame) my wife tells me that a guy that was
the captain of the Enterprise back in the 80's has shown up at her
office. Seems the CEO had a fondness of surrounding himself with
interesting people, who of course were put on the payroll. I asked
her to find out who it was, and she told me it was Rocky Spane! She
also told me that everyone disliked the fact that he was on the
company payroll, basically only to chum around with the CEO, and was
pretty standoffish to the rest of the employees. At a company Christmas
party, the CEO grabbed me (after my wife had told him that I had
been a nuke on the Enterprise when Rocky was the XO) and introduced
me to him. I laughed as I said "Hi! We met at an XO's inquiry
that I was 'invited' to attend." I think he shook my hand,
never making eye contact, maybe gave me a good-natured pat on the
arm, and then pretty much walked away without so much as another
I still get a smile when I think of the nickname the people in
the company gave him. Those who know him know that he certainly
isn't the handsomest of men. In fact, I'd go so far as to say that
he has some unique facial features. The nickname they gave
him? "The Grouper"
Well guys I'm off for about a week. Keep
your email coming and I'll get to it when I can. Hope you and
yours have a great Thanksgiving! God Bless You all!
More About Rocky ....
Never had a problem with Rocky. My PPWS board with him was nothing more than a 10 minute talk on his philosophy regard the Naval Nuclear Propulsion Program and then a stint as helmsman for about a half-hour. He did not realize that I stood lee helm for GQ (or he forgot).
That board with Rocky was much better than the butt reaming I received during a 4-hour board with Captain Naughton. That was a real azzhole who had no qualms about telling the nukes how much he hated them. What a prick … though I hate using that term because it represents the better part of a man.
Anyway, relatively current news on ROCKY is:
August 2, 2001
Vanguard Airlines appoints its CEO/president as chairman Vanguard Airlines Inc. said that CEO and President Scott Dickson has been named as Chairman of the Board.
Dickson replaces Robert "Rocky" Spane, who will continue as a member of the board and as a consultant for the airline.
Dickson joined Vanguard in the spring, replacing Jeff Potter. Dickson came to Vanguard from
Grupo TACA, where he had been vice president of planning and
revenue management since 1998. TACA is an airline with its headquarters in San Salvador.
VANGUARD AIRLINES RUNS OUT OF TIME
24 October 2002 Source: the business journal
Vanguard Airlines has run out of suitors and soon will begin liquidating its remaining assets, a lawyer for the Kansas City carrier said.
|Sea Trials .....
You ask about during the trials speed run tests. I never saw the rooster
tails but heard from others they were big. I can't remember the cruiser
that went to run with us but it could not run with the big girl as they were left way
behind. After the sea trials were over they put restrictions on the shaft
revolutions. Been too long ago for me to remember how many turns we got up to I just
should have put to paper some of the things from the past. I remember we in the
engine room tried to compute the speed or at least some of the nukes with more
schooling and knowledge than us only mms out of a school. I think it was 60-64
knots. This is of course not to be written in stone. Yes fast she was in trials
and she did everything they wanted and more. To be truthful I was unhappy to
be aboard. I had wanted a destroyer or a repair ship but now after looking back
I served with the cream of the crop met and spent time with some of the best
men I have ever known. It's really hard for me to realize that the enterprise is about to expire and I have got this old.
Comes Aboard .....
My time spent on the pig was filled with great sorrow and much suffering, and equal amount of
time blazing logs, bombed from the night before. RM-22, '96-00.
I'm currently working in nuclear power as an operator at a research reactor for the university
of Missouri. We have enough guys here from the enterprise to just about fill out a watchbill.
3 ELT's, a CMO, an RE and 2 CRAO's, so naturally, the rm's can augment the augments.
Someone may remember this very special ELT, I'll call him Bobby, for the stark
resemblance to the son on King of the Hill. I don't remember exactly when this incident
occurred, I'll have to ask him, but it involved urination, the aft mess decks, and a phone card machine. What a great
place. I've worked here for just under a year, and everyday it reminds me more and more of the
navy. Working holidays, and a dickhead boss. The best part is that I don't have to put up
with it for too much longer so when I do quit, I can get a job at McDonald's, which is nice.
aboard David. Seems to me "that" ELT has copped to
that particular tale of misdeed somewhere on this site.
Unless, of course, there were two ELTs who urinated on a phone
NPS Orlando 8004 ...
I never told anyone this story but I think I will now. At NPS Orlando, the
base had a golf course. There was a road that ran right through it and led
to the back gate of the base. My roommate, Larry Debalack, and I decided to
take a walk and check out the course. We were actually going to try to
figure out how to get out on the little peninsula that divided the water
hole from the lake. We figured that there must be a million golf balls out
there and a chance for some extra cash. As we approached the green with the
water we noticed a large gator sunning himself right in the middle of the
green. There was not a person playing golf so Larry decides to try to see
how close he can get to the gator. Since both of us were born and raised in
Pennsylvania we had no idea what a gator was all about. I decided to plop my
butt on the bridge railing next to the road and forgo any attempt at trying
to sneak up on the gator. Larry slowly crossed the green and that big old
dumb gator just lay there without a care in the world. Larry looked a little
nervous but he would never admit to that. Larry was about ten feet from the
gator when I heard a loud hissing sound. Larry froze in his tracks. I yelled
to Larry to give it up and leave him alone as the gator now appeared to have
his eyes open and was standing up on all fours. Larry turned to me and said
he was not close enough yet. As Larry turned back toward the gator, it took
off running down the green and dove into the water. Larry didn’t move one
muscle. When Larry got back to the road we both agreed that the gator was a
hell of a lot faster than we both could have imagined. We continued on our
journey. I know Larry was not to happy about what happened, hell, I was on
the road and I was not very happy, scared the crap out of me for sure. We
saw Mr. gator several times after that and we always just kept walking,
laughing about the time Larry tried to sneak up on him. The funny part was
that the water that was used for the golf course was part of the lake that
was the swimming area for the base. Larry and I never went in the water
after that. We never told anyone either, we just always laughed about the
whole thing. I have not seen or heard from Larry since he went to new
construction, subs, 704 I believe. Little did I know that this was just the beginning of a very
USS Enterprise 1982-1985
Campbell, Dear Friend to Many, Has Passed Away
would you please add Wally Campbell to your memorial page.
He was killed in an automobile accident last wed morning ... Nov
wally was on the E from around 71 or so to 74 or 75 ... working
out of the RC Div Office.
we also spent many years since traveling the Adventure Trail ...
30 years. he was a brother to me, the hippo, mike rhodes,
bob strickland, alex feldman, vida abarr, friz ... and many others.
most of them have been contacted but not all.
perhaps some will see it here.
the world is a little less today for his passing ...
but greatly enhanced for his having been here.
i feel privileged to have known him as a friend and brother ...
and i know of no one who knew him who feels any differently.
missin' ya bud.
at some point ... i plan on telling some "walleye" stories
at Crit Think.
and i invite anyone who wants to share their experiences to also do
Although I didn't know Wally, I feel that I did since so much was
written about him on Critical Thinking. I also invite those
wishing to share Wally stories to send them here as
Speed Records Busted .....
I'm going to stick my neck out and make some largely
unsubstantiated statements. Feel free to flame me. The
original reactors were 80 MW. In the '71 overhaul, they were
upgraded to 135's. I was on the Load Dispatcher watch with LCDR
Reason in Central for the sea trials (at least one watch's worth).
We ran the shafts to 105% max rated torque on all engines, no
reactor was even "at" 50% power. The raw power was there
to push the big girl, but the other limiting factors could not be
overcome, namely 1) twisting a shaft off, 2) cavitation to the point
that only steam and bubbles were being generated, and 3) hull
design. You could put a warp drive on the fantail, but a non-planing
hull will only go so fast. Since we were just out of an 18-month
overhaul, I just can't see substantial differences in these trials
and the original ones. The ship did all it was designed to do,
primarily launch big heavy planes with no wind to assist. Do any of
you LD's remember that big blue book in the lower right drawer at
the LD desk? It contained lots of original specs and performances.
Since I last saw it in 1972, I can't remember much, but one fact
remains in my mind - the distance covered from ahead flank to
emergency back until dead stop - 3 miles. If I had to put a
number on top speed, I'd guess 40 knots.
Ivan Finney Comes Aboard ......
Please add Ivan Finney to the list. I served on the big E from
1996 to 2000 in E-Div and RT divisions. My preferred email address
Rooster Tales Or Cock and Bull ....
The only thing in Dale’s post that I remember
differently is that I believe that the reactors were rated at 138MW
not 135MW (real close though). I don’t recall ever seeing a shaft
turn over 176 revolutions (#2 I think) and that the #1 shaft maxed
at 450 degrees of twist (from reduction gear to prop) before power
hit 90%. I was onboard for the sea trials out of PSNS in the Spring
of ‘82 and I recall that we only went to 90% in six and 75% in two
(core barrel vibration in the 3A and 3B induced uneven flux
distribution and that limited the flow and hence the power in #3
Although I was just a nub switchboard operator at
the time (provisional qual at that), I spent a good deal on time in
Central during the trials studying and trying to get sigs for my
load toad quals and I remember the high-power run as a four hour
evolution at the above mentioned specs. We also did a 30 minute
backing bell where the turns were limited by main condenser vacuum
levels (with both sets of AEs running). Talk about cavitation; in #4
diesel Art the Hamster said it felt like one of the 25 cent
vibrating motel beds.
I also recall that during the ’84 (?) Westpac
the one of the Sacramento’s CH-46 helos ditched and we were got
“Ahead Flank – C.O. authorizes 100% reactor power and flow in
#1, #2 and #4 or max shaft torque” over the 21MC from Capt. Loser.
Once again (although fully loaded down with aircraft, airdales and
their stuff) nobody reported rooster tails.
As Dale noted, pushing 96,000 tons of water out of
the way takes a whole lot of newtons or foot-pounds or whatever. The
hydrodynamic drag quickly becomes the limiting factor as it
increases at a much faster rate than main engine power does. The
falloff in the efficiency of the props was a good point too, they
only produce useful work to the extent that they’re pushing water
Thanks to Dale for the post.
Eric L. Mann
Scott French Returns .....
I am going to attempt to send you these. Not that smart with
computers (just enough to be dangerous). I think that if I send one
file at a time, I'll be O.K.? If not I will just mail you the CD. I
am trying to come up with a tale or two. God Bless.
p.s. Some nicknames
Chicken Legs (I think this one was preciously mentioned)
crashing my mailbox ;) Sadly, none of the photos could
be opened. If you could send them to me on a disc or
save them as JPEGs then send them, that might work.
Yep, I remember Snivels, Hair Bear, Big Red, Chicken Legs and Ewellsless.
They were among the RE Div elite!
Rooster Tails (From Steamer)
i always heard 38 knots right out of the yards ...
clean hull. sea trials. and i recall being amazed that one could
barefoot ski behind a 90,000 ton boat!!! i used to sit on the
fantail thinking about that. ;)
yes ... shaft torque being the limiting factor along with hull
design. and it's no secret to anyone ... and naval engineer can
finger it out.
now after a few months in the south pacific and
tonken gulf ...
after picking up a few barnacles ... as i recall we had a tough time
gettin' 30 for flight deck ops. that's why on a clam day we had to
do that elevated Tave thing to get enough steam pressure to fill the
catapults for launch. and of course when we were outside of the
normal temperature band ... we were also outside of any of the
reactor safety analysis !!! so it was always a big deal and we had
plenty of kakai and 'observers' present to 'look and see'. i don't
know how many of those watches i had to stand ... and it was tough
maintaining the very restricted temperature ... with a tiny
tolerance of +3/-0 degrees. justified of course ... because "we
weren't going to spend much time there" and the odds of having
a major accident or loss of coolant during that time was considered
unlikely. jeez !!!
wasn't that the purpose of the reactor safety analysis in the first
of well ... it was kinda fun ... at least the first few times.
and Dale ...
you spoke of the reactors being only at 50% ... i don't know how
many you had online but i do recall many times on the 4B panel when
i had that meter at 99.99%!!!!! most likely during those barnacle
encrusted hull times with no wind trying to launch and recover. when
we were in that mode you can bet that throttleman didn't open those
throttles to increase turns without me bumping in rods as he did so
... working together to keep that rx power from easin' up over 100%.
those are the times i remember ... coming together as a team and
doing what you needed to do to get the job done. most of the time
all went well and it was rather boring but ... every now and then
that calm was punctuated by the entire would falling down around
your ears and then all the personal problems and hassles were
forgotten and we all pulled as one. i will always be grateful for
having had the experience of being part of that. being part of that
team. and then we'd go back to bitchin' and moanin'. SOP. ;) hehehe
here's a pic someone sent me. ;)
The Old Gal Gettin' It On ....
Mark B. sent in a nice photo of the Big E moving her 90,000+ ton
hull through the water as fast as we all know she can (not sure when
or who took picture):
I may be mistaken, but during Inserv '89, didn't we kick up a
rooster tail? I remember going back there during high speed
runs to see it for myself. We also did those "tight
turns" which were cool and we also did that "Ahead
Flank" to "Back Emergency" drill. It took us 3
or 4 miles to stop if I recall correctly. Does anyone else remember
that Inserv? The old gal held up well.
related topic, do you remember what a pain in the ass that INSERV
was? We had one piece of equipment that we hoped and prayed
they wouldn't want to 'look at too carefully.' It was an aft
group thing because I remember "crank calling" the office pretending
to be an INSERV dude asking about that particular piece of
equipment. I had Dicko and John Hanson sweating bullets for a
few minutes until I arrived on the scene to reveal it was only me.
I, too, have trouble believing that any carrier ever did 60+
knots. I was on Ike from '86 to '90. First of all, we may recall
from our centrifugal pump theory in Nuke School that the power
requirement for the props will go up as a cube function of the
ship's speed. This is notwithstanding severe cavitation at which
point further increases in power would do little to increase ship's
speed. I recall from Ike that we could do about 25 knots on one
reactor at 100% power. To go to about 32 knots it would take both
reactors at close to 100% power. So that kind of puts that cube
relationship in perspective. With elevated Tave I always figured we
could do about 43 knots, but I just can't see anything close to 60.
After the Navy I worked at a coal-burning power plant. We had some
ex-Navy diver there whom I don't believe had any experience with the
nuclear world who had a penchant for telling tall tales. I recall he
would tell of this aircraft carrier that could do 75 knots. I could
USS Cole Recovery ....
Steve Wilson sent in this link.
It's pretty amazing.
Flank Bells and Rooster Tails!
January 1975. First or second day in the Indian
Ocean. The E was doing a flank bell in some VERY smooth water. They
had just started flight ops. A gang of us RT types were goofing off
and shooting the shit on the hanger bay near the port side (#4?)
aircraft elevator. Suddenly we noticed the rear fuselage and tail of
an EA-6B sticking out of some very turbulent water about a hundred
yards off the port side. (It had evidently lost power while being
launched off #3 cat.) At our speed, we were past it in a flash. We
all made a bee line for the fantail, which I believe was a no-no
during flight ops.
Suddenly the entire ship starts shuddering. The
turbulence happening in our wake was totally unbelievable! Seemed
like we were 2 or 3 miles from the down aircraft before we slowed
down enough to do a U-turn and head back to the scene. Naturally, a
helo was over the plane immediately. From out of nowhere a bunch of
Gunners Mates show up on the fantail with rifles . (We were told
this was because of sharks. Made sense to us.) As I recall, two of
the crew ejected, and only one of the two remaining aviators got out
alive. We did a few emergency stops during my time on the E, but I
think this was the only one from a flank bell done for a reason
other than training or evaluation. This one was "for real"
and they pulled out all the stops. "Main Engine Limitations be
During this emergency stop, 4MMR lost gland seal
on the LP turbine and almost parboiled an engine room full of MMs. I
went down there later that evening and the lagging in the area of
the LP turbine was still soft and damp. Must have been real exciting
to have been down there during that event.
I usually wasn't all that happy when I went down
to the MMR to relieve the watch. There were 2 exceptions that I can
recall. One was when we were on our way to the P.I. (of course!) The
other time was when we were doing a flank bell. I really loved to
hear everything in the E.R. running balls out. And the powerful
whine of the reduction gear told you it was in it's "sweet
spot." Just seemed like what it was made to do.
P.S. Was really good to see my old my old steaming
bud Paul Burke has found the site. Welcome aboard, Burkeski!
Larry Bryan (aka CTG MAN) comes Aboard!!!
Whoa! Discovered this web site just before Thanksgiving. What a
trip! I was a 4 Plant Reactor Plant Electrician aboard the Big E
from late ’70 to late ’72. Terry Stiemsma, how ya doing! Your
posting back on page 3 had me sitting down in the ‘ol “Way Back”
machine. What memories. Rommelmann, Hippo, C.L. Turner, Bob
Olsen, Jarzebek, Lou Huta, Bennie Chun, David R. (Dirty Rotten)
Smith, there’s so many more and I wish I could remember everyone’s
name. That was a time wasn’t it?
Remember that ‘storm evasion’ evolution in Subic Bay? The
wind was blowing us broadside away from the pier at Cubi Point and I
think we had 6 or 8 tugs pushing us back, but we still ripped one of
those huge cleats off the pier with our storm lines. Talk about
having only a skeleton crew. Everyone on board that wasn’t on
watch was bagging it before they closed the brow. I forgot which
Chief it was. Chief Cowden comes to mind, but I might be wrong.
Anyway, 4 Plant was shut down and a bunch of us were in 4 EOS when
Cdr. Davis came over the MC from Central Control with the order “4
EOS… Latch and pull rods to criticality, go to the point of adding
heat, warm up the main engine and make preparations to get underway”
(or something like that…). We barely had watch standers, let alone
an Officer in the plant to latch rods and the Chief replied
something to the effect, “I’d love to Commander, but we haven’t
done a Pre-Crit and we don’t have an Officer here to latch rods
and go critical.” Davis responded, “Make steam chief, and that’s
an order.” The Chief replied with the good ‘ol “Aye Sir,”
turned around to all of us and said, you heard the man, lets make
steam. And so we did.
I’ve got bunches of memories. For example, as I remember, we
used to answer the phone in the BNEQ Training Void “Rumor Central…
do you want to initiate a rumor or confirm one?” Anyone else
remember “Setting Condition Kilo” over in Control Equipment? How
about the Reactor Controls Assistant insisting on keeping the
Acrylic Floor wax in his stateroom because he was sure we’d waste
it and he wanted to make sure we wouldn’t run out of it. So we’d
always wake him up in the middle of the night for another bottle
when we needed another. Did he really think we cared about the cost
of bottle of wax and was going to waste it? That stuff worked great
and made our life a bit easier. Damn, we’re trusted with safe
operation of a multi-million dollar reactor plant complex and all he
could think of was we were going to waste a $2 bottle of floor wax.
Anyone remember Ed Fielger (a.k.a. Fast Ed)? He was also in RE
Division and we still keep in touch.
From the Enterprise I went to the pre-commissioning crew of the
Nimitz and got out two years later just before her first plant went
critical and missed becoming a plank owner. It was all fun while it
lasted, but after 6 years of active service, it was OK by me to have
a draft card that had the classification “women and children go
Oh yeah Terry, back on page 3 you mentioned the “Foot Awards.”
I have to spark your memory. They were the “Foot Of The Week
Awards” named (and I quote) “…in the spirit of the Great
Electronics Technician Redfoot, whose motto was (and I quote), “Whatsoever
thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy foot.” Anyhow, I’ve got a
set of them. Couldn’t let those gems disappear. Besides, as the
‘Copy Boy’ I had to keep a set for posterity. Gotta love
the phrase “…What is opportunity to a man that does not use it
but an unfecundated egg which the waves of time washed away to
nonentity.” The copies have faded a bit over the last 30 years,
but I’ve scanned them and I’m emailing you a set. Merry
I’ll submit some more sea stories as I get the time and hello
those who remember me.
Larry Bryan (LJ)
EM2 1970 - 1972
RE Division, 4 Plant
Big E Speed .....
Better keep me anonymous on this post in case the government
secret checkers are lurking...
I never recall hearing about 60 knots, but 50 seemed to be the
rumor. I sat through many Load Toad watches and frequently recall
seeing 37 knots. I'm sure as an RE sitting throttles, you can
neither confirm nor deny that as well. That was during the time 3
plant reactors were limited to 75% too. Given that: new ship, no
JP5, minimal H2O in the tanks, no airdales, no planes, different
screws, and the old round island (instead of the highly aerodynamic
brick install in the late 70s), maybe she did 50.
During the 89 INSERV, they tried to break everything and
succeeded in damaging one of the rudders. I think they cracked the
rudder shaft or something like that. It remained locked for the
entire World Cruise in 89-90.
My other recollection from INSERV was going up to the hangar bay
to get some air and see why the Pig was riding so rough. We were
hauling ass backwards. Went to Central Control to see us moving
about 17-18 knots astern! I think that was when they slammed the
rudder and broke it.
|Bite your tongue
... an RE standing throttles? Not during my time
:) I had no idea that one of the rudders was SOL
during that '90 cruise. Since I stood Load Toad I
guess I should have know that (was that listed as OOC gear
in the LD desk memo book?). One of the rudders was
right below RE berthing. I recall hearing the
"moaning" sound it made during turns. That
is, unless they were jet testing, and then you couldn't hear
Gary Gayle Comes Aboard .....
Are you the guy running the website at mooj.com? I tried to get
on your list of fellow crewmembers but was unable to. Anyways thanks
for the website, great stories. I was an engineman on board from
76-79 in charge of EDG#4 and small boats. Any way got to go take
Edwin "Izzy" Irizarry Comes
Please include my name in your roster for the semi- psychedelic
(1970’s). Served on the CVAN-65 FROM 1974 THRU 1978.
M-DIVISION 2-PLANT AND 4-PLANT. EDWIN IRIZARRY (IZZY) . E-MAIL
Paging Chief Cook .....
Do you know the whereabouts of one Chief Lyle Cook
who worked as Work Center Supervisor for RC-23 in the 1981-1985
timeframe? I locked horns with him on a number of occasions, but I'd
like to bury the axe. I'm older and wiser now...
The former ET2 Jonathan Morris
AKA "Squid Vicious"
don't know where Chief Cook is but someone out there might.
Can anyone help Jonathan Morris?
The Waterline ....
Since the general subject of ship' s specs seems to have been a
hot topic lately, I got to thinking about a question we used to kick
around while at sea. I can't think that this info would be
classified, but if you think it is, please don't post this.
While standing watch in 1MMR we would often discuss where the
waterline would be in the engine room. We actually had some lengthy
discussions on this subject. Everyone had their own theory. All we
would have had to do is make a quick visit to the tech library to
find the answer, but I think we were afraid someone would call us
"lifer" if we did. To make matters worse, I spent 3 years
with my GQ station in Central Control. All I would have had to do,
I'm sure, is get off my dead ass and look at the board behind the
D.C. desk to find the answer. Of coarse I never did.
My guess was always that the waterline was deck level on CTG
flats. Anyone know the real answer?
Ummm, Let me know if anyone is
Got the following email this afternoon:
"Hi, my name is Kelly. I just got out of prison.
I am 29 year old female looking for navy pen pals. I would
travel and meet you if you are interested in long or short term
Okay, never say KP won't help his fellow buds out. If Kelly
sounds like your type of gal then I'll give you her email. I
strongly recommend that you not ask for it though. Something
just tells me that no good can come from this.
Another Guy Looking for Lyle Cook ....
Lyle Cook, eh?
yeah ... i'd like to talk to him as well.
if he's the same Cook i knew in '72 or so ... he owes me big time.
see ... i agreed to take his duty when we were at Hunter's
Point ... in exchange for him standing ... not one ... not two ...
but THREE duty daze for me when we got to the PI !!!
he really wanted that night off and i held out.
and of course ... i pulled SP duty at the Hunter's Pt. EM Club.
that sucked big time!!! the doors weren't open for 3 minutes
before a bunch of marines and boatswains mates began breaking
chairs over each other's heads!!! jeez louize!!! what kinda
chit is this?!?! can't we all just get along?
damnit jim ... i'm an reactor operator not a friggin' cop!!!!
so it sucked big time but that was ok ...
i'd recall it and smile when i was over in Potown steamin'
next cruise ... yes sir ... laugh right out loud.
that's right. thanks to my buddy lyle.
then ... that sumbitch ships over and gets transferred just
before we head over to another westpac!!!
i've been lookin' for his azz ever since!!!!!
i finger 3 nights of Potown steamin' plus 30 years of interest
gets well into six figures.
YOU OWE ME COOKIE!!!!!!!
Chester Remembers Cook and the waterline
I remember Chief Cook (ETCS?) as my PPWS at one time. I think we
tolerated each other well.
How sure are you that Kelly is a female or does someone have to
find out for themselves?
As far as the waterline question, I believe it was approximately
1/2 to 2/3 up upper level bulkhead, because I remember someone
saying that if one engine room had flooded completely that there
would be approximately 4" of water on CTG deck. So I'm assuming
that we would sink down to about that point.
Waterline Mark .....
There used to be a welded marker on the aft bulkhead of 3 plant
CTG Flats at the centerline. About 3 feet above the deck plates and
it said ‘Full Load Waterline’
Chief Cook .....
Hey, wasn't' Chief Cook a short guy with glasses and a mustache?
I think I remember him. Didn't have much contact with him, though. I
was a forward puke, and he was after scum. My old buddy was Chief
Frank D_avies. He was the big guy with a scar on his face (he got it
as a fire-fighter before enlisting, as I recall). He didn't like me
much, I remember... of course, I didn't give him much reason to like
me. But I swear.... I never turned off the power to his computer,
and I had nothing to do with the stuff getting glued to his desk
during the 82 cruise. Honest!! I know I gave the man some gray hair,
but you'll have to look elsewhere for the blame on that other stuff.
Knowing what he had on me, I wasn't about to try to deliberately
antagonize the man.
ETCS Cooke Memories
Just caught up on some reading. "Chief Cook." Now
there's a name from my past. The later part of my time on the Big E
was spent in the RC Div office. ETCS Lyle Cook was the RC Div. CPO I
had a hard time trying to figure him out. On the ship he could be a
real prick. But on shore he was pretty cool. He even invited me to
go bowling when we were either in HI or PI back in 86. Lots of guys
usually regarded him with lots of caution because they couldn't
figure him out either. Short balding guy with glasses. My last
regards about him is that he was a NAVY MAN all the way. Ain't
nothing wrong with that though. I hope he didn't carry some of that
stuff with him into the civvie world. He'd have a tough time.
Other RC Div personnel I haven't heard about in a while are ETCS
Phillips from NM, Lt. Cupp, and Ens. Tenorio. Any known where abouts
would be cool to find out.
Attached is a cool framed pic that I got for Christmas last year.
Just wanted to pass it along.
Merry Christmas and Happy New year to all my fellow Navy Nukes,
past, present, and future.
ET1 (frocked), 81 -87 USN
Former RC Div Admin / RC23
Central City, CO 80427
Note: I cropped framed photo for more detail)
More From James ...... And Some
How dare you put a picture of a flattop numbered 68 on this great
"BIG E" web site. Looks like she's about to keel over if
you ask my opinion. Tell Steamer to get some better pics of our
famous old lady for posting. Here's a couple more for posting. All
of these were from the 86 world cruise. I'll post more later.
Evan More From James ......
Andy Pullam's email address is not good. I keep getting a return.
Just wanted to say hello to him and direct him to the pictures I
hope you post. His email address you have posted is as follows:
Nice collection of "Geetars." There was a guy in 83 -87
that used to play his guitar in the aft berthing all the time. I
think his name was Young. Not listed in your contacts. But I
remember him aspiring to be another Mark Knopfler of the Dire
I haven't heard from Andy in about a year. Does anyone out
there know his latest email? (Chris Carnright might.)
I do remember that guitar playing
dude in the back of Rx berthing. He was always back there
jamming into a 4-track recorder and usually wearing a towel, shower
shoes and no shirt. He taught me how to 4-track
record. I forget his name. I'll hunt through the '86 cruise book
see what his name was. He was a great guy and very nice to me
even though I was a lowly nub.
GREAT PHOTOS! I
loved looking at them and can't wait to see more. Boy,
seeing Terry "Mack the knife" Mackey again made my
heart skip a beat. He was the RE Coop chief when I was
new and he worked our azzes off. When we needed to
find him, if he wasn't on watch in 3 plant he was parked at
the poker table.
Oh, by the way, did anyone
recognize me standing at the top of the "25" in
the E=MC2 shot?
And even more about Chief Cook:
The Hippo remembers Lyle well. He, as Steamer has alluded to, was
a contemporary of ours. I recall a party in Orinda (or was it Walnut
Creek) .. Alex, Hulk,.. Hell-all of us were there- and Lyle's wife
suddenly stood up and left in a huff.. my wife went to find out what
was wrong. She said that Alex and I were looking up her dress while
we were sitting on the ground next to the picnic table. Try to get
out of that one, gang. It wasn't true, but animosity was born and we
never connected again. Must take one's wife's word over his
shipmate's, mustn't he?.............
|All this talk
about ETCS Cook had me curious. Did I know this
guy? Sure enough. He was one "heavy"
dude in the mid 80s. (Knowledge wise, not weight
wise). Didn't he stand PPWO? Only enlisted guy I knew
of that did that.
Women Nukes ....
Here's one for the new nukes on the Big E. Now that we have women
on combat ships (ie. USS Enterprise), has the navy opened up the
nuke program for the ladies? If so, how many lady nukes are serving
aboard the Big E? I don't have a problem with lady nukes as long as
everything is even up for all. But I get the bad suspicion that
things may not be so even.
My biggest problem when I got out was how to work alongside a
woman after spending nearly all my military life in an all male
environment. Since being out, I've worked with female supervisors
and managers. Some of the lady techs I work with can survey circles
around some those elite Navy trained ELTs. It is hard to relate
stories with them about the Navy days, though.
Here's a question for all my generation to ponder. When we were
on Westpac, everyone looked forward to seeing Olongapo, PI and Pateo
Beach, Thailand for the obvious reasons (you know, young male
Disneyland in a foreign country). What do the lady squids have to
look forward to when they hit the beach? Just one of those things
that makes you go hmmm.
|J.V., the topic
of female nukes is addressed on this site (but I couldn't
tell you which page). Seems we had a pretty good
discussion about it on Critical Thinking, too. The bottom
line answer is yes, females do stand steaming watches in the
As far as your second
question goes, I have no idea. I did have a funny
flashback to something, though. One day I was walking
from the ship to the Exchange in Subic. As I was walking
enjoying the warm tropical sunshine I overheard two WAVES
talking. They were about three or four steps ahead of
me so I could hear clearly what they were talking
about. One WAVE was telling the other about this wild
night she had with some marine. She went into graphic
detail. I was shocked (since I was such a wholesome
guy) and then I came to the realization that us guys pretty
much talked about the same thing.
Where Be The Mooj?
Noticed you've been slacking off in the Mooj department
lately. What's gives? I need my Mooj fix and can't get
A Loyal Minion
|Ah, you are an
observant and loyal minion. I haven't uploaded
anything Mooj related for a few months now. The secret
is I am writing The Mooj Book. I am basically going to
take on line stuff, clean it up, tighten it up, and then try
to pass it off as fresh material in book form. But
since I don't want to be sued I have to reproduce all
"visual" stuff and cite material better (which is
nearly impossible in some cases). Plus, I need a real
Mooj. I'd do it but I don't look old enough. My
dad said he would then my step mom told him it might ruin
his chances of winning the Nobel Prize (a no shitter).
Maybe I'll just get a fake Santa beard and try that.
Right now I have over 1,000 pages or raw text (basically
Mooj Weekly Standard crap) and it needs a good edit.
Here's some homework for
those of you out there who want to get their photo in the
book. Send me something funny that you're doing
wearing a Mooj minion T-shirt. I'll put the photo with
some of the better "minion essays" or use it in
phony ads (like what is at the bottom of this page).
I'll credit all photos.
Cold War Certificates .....
Thought you might want to post this on the website. Anyone that
was in the military between 1945 and 1991 can apply for one of these
I joined the Army Reserves about 4 months ago, and found this on
one of their message boards. Oh -- I'm a trumpet player in the 338th
Army Band. Laid back is not the word for it...
Hope things are going well for you and yours.
|Dave L in an
army band? Wow. I remember you were quite
talented back in our Big E days. You were often on
bass during aft lounge jam sessions. Hopefully you
won't have any future gigs in Baghdad.
More Westpac '86 Photos From JV :
The Wog Queen
Thanks for the great '86 Wespac photos
James! The above photo showing wog queen Ralph Rivera made me
laugh so hard I almost [well, you know]. Man, what a sight! It was
also great to see my old sea dad Paul "Rice Man" Smith
standing there. And am I seeing things? Does Gerry
"Wheels" really have a smile on his face? And
is that Joe Loverock in a suit? He must have been the wog
Those of you who read my long ago Mooj story about
RE Div, Circa 1986, will surely remember the story about how Ralph Rivera
became our wog queen.
Here's how I remember it: Ralph,
as most recall, could really piss off people if he wanted
to. For some reason he was in the habit of doing this to
whomever his ORSE team SWGR panel co-watchstander was. I
can't remember specifics (Bill Vick will surely remember this I
hope) but anyway, one day Ralph so angered this SWGR operator [Galligher?]
that the guy wanted to kill him.
Back up for a moment. Right before this
div had selected Ralph to be the Wog Queen. Ralph said,
"NO WAY!" He wasn't gonna have nothing to do with
Now back to 1 SWGR. They're on watch
and Ralph has done something to make Galligher so mad that
Galligher wants to beat the living crap out of him. Ralph
knows Galligher can't touch him, lest he lose his crow (among other
things). So Ralph kept it up as Galligher became more and
Then Galligher got this look on his face. He
smiled and that worried Ralph some. Ralph could tell that something
was not right. Galligher's smile was almost demonic.
After a brief silence Galligher turned to the PPWS (who relayed the
story to all others) and said, "That's okay Rivera, you're a
slimy wog and I'm a shell back. I'll just take care of you on Wog
Day!!!!" Wog Day was only a few days away! Rivera's heart
skipped a beat--He knew Galligher wasn't fooling and
would dole out some major league pain--and no one would do a thing
As soon as watch was over Ralph was in RE Berthing
begging the Div LPOs to make him the Wog Queen, which they
did. He escaped the beating of his life.
Karachi Sucked ...
Face it guys, Karachi sucked. Or, at least it wasn't
exactly a place I looked forward to returning. In 1986 we
pulled in for 3 days and I was still in RT. Those were great
days to be in RT because it was mobbed with nubs and duty days
usually only consisted of mustering a few times. So when we
pulled into Karachi I finagled a few good deals for myself to
maximize my time ashore. We had yet to arrive and so I didn't
know that being on the ship was actually better than being on the
I had first day liberty so I signed up for shore
patrol duty on the second day (my duty day). And, because only one day of liberty was allowed to minimize the
number of guys ashore, on the third day I volunteered to help
paint some mission or school or something (they gave guys doing that
"liberty"). Well, on my first day of liberty I
realized I had made a big mistake. The liberty boat ride (half
under water for 2 or 3 hrs as we moved along through rough, sea snake
infested waters) was so bad that the thought of doing it 5 more
times made me sick. Plus, once ashore there wasn't much to do
except wander around trying to find something to eat. And,
forget about finding anything with alcohol in it.
On the second day I had no choice. I had to go
ashore for my shore patrol duty. And what misery that was! I
had to walk around all day with some chowdale while it poured down
So on day three I hid. I did the unthinkable
and blew off mustering for the Chaplain's working party. I hope God forgave me. I just couldn't stand
another one of those liberty boat rides ashore.
Sherwin, Dear Friend to Many, Has Passed Away
Patrick died on December 11, 2003 in Norfolk
General Hospital after a battle with cancer. Would you add a listing
for him in the "In Memorium" section of the site? Patrick
was only 34 and will be missed. A memorial service is being held at
the Norfolk Radisson Friday, December 19 from 7pm - 10pm.
Hampton, VA 23669 USA
Yep, Karachi Sucked ....
I agree Karachi did suck. That's why we called it the Krotch. It
reminded me of a Mexican border town without the tequila, the bad Mexican
food, or the boys town. Imagine 6000+ horny squids looking for a
beer and a woman in a Muslim country that's on the verge of war with
India. The only positive thing I did in the Krotch was go to the
open market and haggle for some cheap gemstones. and a leather coat.
The food was bland. The only beer to be had was at the hotel where
the Enterprise arranged to have it brought ashore from the ship. And
if you got caught looking at a woman you could get thrown in jail.
Not my kind of liberty port.
And worse yet, the only time I got seasick in the Navy was riding
the liberty boat for 2+ hours each way.
James R. Voorhies
More About Karachi
I guess it is unfair to say everything about
Pakistan sucked. To be honest the people we met were very
friendly and we did have some fun. It was mainly the rough
ride in that made you wish you never left the ship.
When I hit the beach on the first day I was with
Kevin Kidder, Joe Carl, Kyle Kosmatka, and a few other slacker
RTisans whose names I can't recall. We were pretty much at a
loss as to what to do until we found a taxi cab driver named Ali who
drove us around all day for a reasonable amount of money. He
took us to all the "hot spots," which mainly included
places you could buy stuff. His cab was filled with onyx,
brassware, sandalwood, and rugs by the end of the day. He even
took us to the beach and we watched in amusement as Joe Carl took a
camel ride. (The guy charged him $1 to get on and about $5 to
get off.) The fact that there were no hooks or booze didn't
really bother me and I guess I did have some "happy
feelings" being near my beloved homeland (or my father's I
Now that boat ride back to the ship was something
else! Most of us could barely stand the rocking back and forth
as the rust bucket they used for a liberty craft motored along
through the rough seas. But the line to pull up to the
floating dock was incredible. They had dozens of boats waiting
to tie up. You then had to bob up and down and wait over an hour
(barely 100 yrds from the Big E) and pray that your boat driver was
aggressive enough to get up to the dock before the others.
Most of the squids on the boat were heaving over the side after a
few minutes. I heard that a guy in one of those boats could stand it no
more and jumped from his boat and began swimming to the floating
dock. He didn't care that the water was infested with deadly
sea snakes. After he did that others began to follow suit and
the water was filled with squids trying to swim back to the E.
Speaking of Persian rugs, do you guys remember
when Randy "Tweety Bird" Snook bought that huge rug in
Pakistan? It cost him a small fortune ($2,000 or $3,000 sounds
right) and then he had to sleep with it in his rack the whole rest
of the cruise. We all laughed and told him he was a fool
(especially when you peeked in and saw him laying in his tiny rack
with that big Persian rug folded around him). Then we got back
to Alameda and he took the rug in to have it appraised. It
turned out to be worth a fortune and the dealer bought it from him
for a huge sum ($10,000 sounds right). We laughed no
More Karachi Memories .....
Karachi did suck some. I remember people didn't much abide by the
lines in the road when they drove, and every cop had a rifle. There
was a Hilton or some American hotel that everyone went to. But, the
ultimate suckass part of it was the full body cavity search in the
jet engine shop when you got back on board. Bend over and spread 'em.
|Yep, that was
probably another reason I didn't want to go ashore that
third day. I forgot about those full body
searches. So after braving the ordeal of nearly
drowning, puking your brains out, you still had that last
treat to welcome you home. From what I recall more
than one guy was caught trying to smuggle hashish
A Real No Sh*tter .....
KP and fellow "E-men,"
If this offends anyone, l apologize now, but this
really happened many times. During the 74-75 Westpac, my GQ station
was initially in the engine room. Every time we pulled out of Subic,
it was back to practice again; we'd have a GQ in the
afternoon. Almost every time, once l got down in the engine room,
l had to take a sh*t as good ol Sam Magoo was still working his way
out of my system. The first time it happened , l told my LPO of my dilemma
and he told me to get a bucket, a plastic bac and some rags and have
at it. OK, great, now where to handle said business? In 4 plant, the
main eductor suction valve was on the port side at the bottom of a
stairwell, and one could squat there and handle business with some
privacy. Once completing the sh*t, add more rags to camouflage the
stuff, then ball the bag up and wrap it up with this light green
tape we had, the same width as duct tape, but more of a paper base
to it. Then, after GQ, merely take the sh*tball out of the engine room
and deposit in the nearest garbage receptacle in the main
passageway, a present for whoever dumped that garbage.
The sh*tball began to emanate noxious fumes within
a few minutes, so it wasn't too pleasant for the garbage guy. On one
occasion, my fellow MMs decided they weren't going to give me any
privacy, so l went from place to place but to no avail. By this
time, it was all l could do to hold off a messy situation, so l
jumped into the aft escape trunk and had to hold the hatch handle
down so l could sh*t in peace. The escape trunk was full of hot,
stagnant air and l was sweating profusely as l let go with the Sam
Magoo sh*ts. Meanwhile, these assholes are still f*cking with me, so
l figured what the hell, you guys want in, come on in, because it
stunk just like Sh*t River. So the hatch opens and l hear a chorus
of "Ohh No"s! So naturally , they wouldn't let me out, the
bastards!! When l did finally get out l was drenched with
Yet another instance whilst standing a cold iron
watch in Alameda, l was handling business in my usual spot at the
eductor suction valve when down the ladder comes the Officer of the
watch. Needless to say, l nearly sh*t! Fortunately for me , he
neither smelled anything nor saw me, so l hastily wrapped things up
and acted normal, whatever that was at the time.
Steve "Willy" Wilson 4MMR
On Ike when we had to take a dump, we used the
plastic bag in the bucket method. We always used the escape hatch --
it was hot in there, but private.
One time I was standing Chief Reactor Watch and
I'm cruising around the plant. I go past the CGLL watch and he has
this weird look on his face. I smell something a little funny but
figured it was something in the bilge. An hour later, I walk through
CGLL again and I get another whiff. I stop and look at the
watchstander and he looks like he is going to cry. I ask him if
everything is ok and he says "no." I asked him what the
problem was and did he need a watch relief? He told me, "I shit
my pants." I asked him why he didn't use the escape hatch and
he said that "he was heading that way, but didn't make
All This Potty Talk .....
Hey guys, why crap in a bag? Why not just
take a Diesel/AMR tour like all us REs did ;) As far as I know, no
Rx electrician ever had to "hold it." Our watch tour
regularly took us out of the plant to "check things out"
in the EDGs or AMRs. I guess no RE ever missed chow either ;)
But, they had to be able to find you in a
hurry. I think we had to call EOS and tell them we were doing
a diesel/AMR tour. I remember hearing them page the RE over
the 1MC once. No doubt the idiot was probably sitting up on
the Fwd mess decks chowing down ....
Merr "E" Christmas Stories
Well, here it is Christmas season again. Thought I'd share a
couple of related stories. Of the 6 Christmas holidays I spent in
the Navy, 4 of those were at home on leave in Richmond, Va. Two
Christmas holidays were different. Funny thing about holidays is
that as the years pass, it's the exceptions rather than the rules
that stand out when you stop to look back.
Christmas 1974. We spent two whole weeks in Subic! What a fun but
unusual Christmas. Got my first Christmas piece of ass on that one.
Those of us in RT Div did absolutely NOTHING on our BNEQ quals for
the entire in port period. When we pulled out to sea again the RT
instructors went through our qual books and, since only a couple of
the married guys had done a damn thing, they couldn't single any of
us out for discipline. They just had to "freeze the curve"
and pretend that those two weeks had never happened. An RM buddy of
mine went UA for that entire in port period. One night we saw him
cruising down Magsaysay wearing a Santa hat and with 3 hookers in
tow. He claimed they were his Christmas present to himself. A song
by John Lennon called "Happy Christmas (War is Over)" was
a big hit at that time and place. On a single walk down Magsaysay
you'd probably hear it coming out of 15 different bars. It's still
one of my favorites. Brings back some really great memories.
Christmas 1976 : We were in the South China Sea, having just
pulled out of Subic. (Had to leave our loved ones for the holidays).
Several of us M Div. types who were Catholic went to Midnight Mass
up on the fo'csle. Afterwards, Paul Stock (AKA : The Stork) let us
into the M Div office for a little Christmas feast. We all brought a
little something from our care packages from home. We shared our
food and drink and swapped stories of Christmas past. One guy
brought a homemade fruit cake heavily laced with brandy. We
pretended to get drunk off of this. Everyone talks about the
importance of being with family during the holidays. Strange as it
may sound to some : Those guys in the M Div office that night pretty
much were my family at that moment in time.
Here's a snippet from a song I first heard on a crowded Navy bus
headed from Cubi Point to the Main Gate on the 1976 cruise. It's
sung to the tune of "O Christmas Tree" :
Oh, how I love O-longapo.
A little town,
Outside the gate.
Drink San Miguel,
And stay up late.
Oh, how I love O-longapo.
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