Port Arrival
Navy, MSC, and tech reps salivating as the ship pulls into port. Glenn Malnory on the left. Barry Bethel on the right in go
Bob's Barber Shop
Bob Lord hacking away at Brian Jones’ hair. I somehow became the de facto OCUNIT hair butcher.
Bob's Barber Shop
Apparently Brian Jones’ hair grows pretty fast, 'cause here we are again.
The Card Players
Left to right: Doug Marty, Bill “Worm/Warlock” Kress, “Uncle” Pat Alderson , and Warren “New Kid” Eckart dealing down.
LCDR Jim Paquin
A great CO.
Aft Steering
Jim “Burd” Harris and Harold “Ski” Jastrzembski playing Horatio Hornblower at the aft conning station.
On Deck
There’s more than one way to get some exercise at sea. Harold “Ski” Jastrzembski and Bob Lord reeling in the transponder cable.
Larry “The Gravit” McDonough
The Reel Deal
Dave Strause and Larry “The Gravit” McDonough buffing the transponder cable.
An Inspection on Deck
Unlike the real Navy, this was a seldom-seen pageant aboard a TAGS ship.
Dixie Cups and Whites Again
BBQ at Sea
Bill “Worm/Warlock” Kress grinning center pic.
Dave “Clampett” Strause
Dave Cleaned Up Pretty Well
So well that he hooked a Scottish beauty named Linda in Holy Loch during an inport there. They married sometime thereafter. She knitted me a 10-pound, pure-wool sweater.
Warren “New Kid” Eckert
Jim “Burd” Harris
At our shipboard Halloween costume party.
Costume Party
Les Wolfre, left, and Lee “Grump” Garhartt at the Halloween party.
Costume Party
?? and Marty “The Old Salt” Hart in costume.
Lee “Grump” Garhartt
Swapping lies in Bob Lord’s stateroom.
Marty “The Old Salt” Hart
In a rare moment without a stogey hanging from his gob.
Eugene “OB” O'Brien
Bob Lord
At the weekly life boat drill. Some kind of hat and a worthless kapok life preservative were required.
Boat Drill
Left to right: John Simkins, Elias “Charlie” Ryder, Eugene “OB” O’Brien, Harold “Ski”
Jastrzembski in his Scottish tam, 4 MSC crewmen, and Giacamo “Jack” Barrone.
Charlie was an MSC messman who delivered some wonderful nuggets of life philosophy along with each of
our daily meals. Interestingly, he had one of the filthiest mouths I’ve ever heard. Every other word was an
F-bomb, a GD-bomb or an A-bomb. Dennis “Flash” Johnsey wrote a special article on Charlie in the
April, 1972 issue of our Bowditch newsletters.
Being the elder mentor, Jack introduced me to the smoothness of Spanish brandy one afternoon during
our inport in Malaga, Spain. I woke up the next day in my rack with the tips of my shoes deeply skuffed.
Couldn’t figure it out. Well, I heard later that a cabby pulled up and poured me out of his ride that evening on
the pier by the ship. My shipmates apparently dragged me up the brow face-down. If you’ll remember,
there are little raised cross-pieces along the brow that scrubbed my shoe polish off right down to the leather.
In the Movie Room
Bob Lord, Cleveland Means, and Dennis “Flash” Johnsey in the movie room. Bob later led the effort to remodel the room to put the 16-mm projectors, the popcorn machine and all their noise behind the rear bulkhead in the picture. Turned it into a real “home theater.” We went to sea with one feature-length movie per night. This was one of the things I looked most forward to in my at-sea days.
MSC Seaman (Curt?)
Brownie
MSC steward Angel “Brownie” Brown from Puerto Rico. Brownie kept up the civilians’ staterooms during my time on the Bowditch. He came down frequently after work to play my guitar---to show me how it was really done.
On Deck
assing some time on deck. Doug Marty catching.
ET1 Jim Davis
ETC Les Woolfre
XO Jim Bohnsack
Shares his, uh, own sack. Great guy. Great XO. Note the stuffed socks serving as "baseballs". They didn’t bounce off the deck and into the ocean like real balls did.
Bob Lord
Typical tech-rep pose. Bob Lord zoned out with his high-tech Koss Pro 4A cans and state-of-the-art cassette deck with Dolby noise reduction. Most importantly, there’s not a stitch of productive work getting done.
Mark “The Dildo” Comstock
With Navoceano.