How the "beep" did I survive?

[foehammer03]

Looking back, how the "beep" did I survive Midway? How could I go without sleep in P.I. and Thailand for 3 or 4 days, half the time drunk off my "beep"

And how the hell did I survive to make AM1?

One things for sure...I can't do that "beep" any more.

[d41]

Looking back, how the "beep" did I survive Midway? How could I go without sleep in P.I. and Thailand for 3 or 4 days, half the time drunk off my "beep"

And how the hell did I survive to make AM1?

One things for sure...I can't do that "beep" any more.
It was really rough to go to Olangopo on leave. Got a R&R flight out of Yokota and after about a week, I was glad to see hotel 41 pull in. Upon getting back aboard, some MAA jumped in my feces for being in civilian clothes on the hanger deck... .

[Eagle3]

I never pulled leave in PI, hell we were there all the time it seems anyways. After 4-5 days and I was ready for haze gray and underway. We did a bombing det to Cubi once for two weeks. You should have seen us dragging our asses onto the C-2 for the ride back to Atsugi. I don't think a single Chief was sober. :laugh:

[d41]

It was nice when we pulled in at the close pier. It was hard to get all the way to Cubi. I think that the Taxi charged about $3. It must have been 4 or 5 miles. I got a C-2 flight on another occasion. Same story, after about 3 days out in town I found myself on base. I checked out the base pool, library, gym, and talked my way into the BEQ. When the ship pulled in, I got paid, and right back out across the river with the crew. Threw a few Pesos into the river and watched the kids dive for them.

[Trigger]

It was nice when we pulled in at the close pier. It was hard to get all the way to Cubi. I think that the Taxi charged about $3. It must have been 4 or 5 miles. I got a C-2 flight on another occasion. Same story, after about 3 days out in town I found myself on base. I checked out the base pool, library, gym, and talked my way into the BEQ. When the ship pulled in, I got paid, and right back out across the river with the crew. Threw a few Pesos into the river and watched the kids dive for them.

In the early 60's there was a gate at the base end of the bridge. Many nights a lot of us on Cinderella liberty would race the clock across the bridge to avoid becoming "pumpkins". There was one jarhead who would count the seconds down to midnight and slam the gate closed in your face. Then they would write you up when they let you in and by that time the cattle car back to Cubi was gone and you were in a world of shit. One night a kid built like a fullback hit the gate about 1/2" before it latched and slammed it right back in the jarheads face splattering his nose. We never broke stride and jumped on
the cattle car and were home free. Poetic justice....Trigger

[d41]

I heard that in the 60s you had to go out in uniform, and the main drag wasn't paved. It was always raining there, and if you got your uniform muddy, you were dragged back to the ship by shore patrol. I used to go to bars that the shore patrol feared to tread. :smokin: There was martial law there at the time, so you had to be off the streets a midnight. The Philippines wasn't as serious as Korea about martial law. One could get shot there if you were out after midnight.

[Trigger]

I heard that in the 60s you had to go out in uniform, and the main drag wasn't paved. It was always raining there, and if you got your uniform muddy, you were dragged back to the ship by shore patrol. I used to go to bars that the shore patrol feared to tread. :smokin: There was martial law there at the time, so you had to be off the streets a midnight. The Philippines wasn't as serious as Korea about martial law. One could get shot there if you were out after midnight.
You heard right. If you got caught with civvies in your locker you got wrote up. The street were red mud that the Jeepneys tried to splash on you. There was a side street called "the jungle" with some bad-ass bars. One night while patrolling it on Shore Patrol, there was the sounds of a fight and this huge guy comes flying thru the window and lands in the street, out cold. I looked at the other SP and asked "Do you want to go in and see who threw him out? Me neither." Called for the paddy wagon to pick him up and take him back to the base. Never did go in that bar. Oh by the way, drank many a San Magoo at Da Cave. It was in business way back then.

[nipon ginko]

You heard right. If you got caught with civvies in your locker you got wrote up. The street were red mud that the Jeepneys tried to splash on you. There was a side street called "the jungle" with some bad-ass bars. One night while patrolling it on Shore Patrol, there was the sounds of a fight and this huge guy comes flying thru the window and lands in the street, out cold. I looked at the other SP and asked "Do you want to go in and see who threw him out? Me neither." Called for the paddy wagon to pick him up and take him back to the base. Never did go in that bar. Oh by the way, drank many a San Magoo at Da Cave. It was in business way back then.

Trigger your recall of conditions there and mine are almost 100% -one evening while walking in the direction of the base myself and a friend of mine were on the lt hand side when this Idot driving a jeepney swerved over and damn near hit my friend trying to throw road debris on him of course he turned and gave the Idot the old american hi sign and made some probably accurate refferences about his linage,well this Idots buddy riding shotgun jumps out and unfolded one of the biggest goddamn knives I had seen since I put my machette away to join up this damn thing was some where between 10-12" long folded up and almost double that open.he came running by me waving this P.I. phalic symble in the air and proceeded to use it to intimidate my buddy while he kicked him in the legs(needless to say this made his whites look real nice) I desided to see if I could distract him and moved in behind him and slapped my hands together real loud ,this jack ass turned toward me I was hoping one of their cops would show up and put a round in his head but no luck there ,in the mean time we had this tiger by the tail he was spinning around trying to figure which one of us was going to kick his ass while he was turned away, about that time I looks behind me and see two Shore Patrol about 5 ft away I backed over to one of them and says if you arn't going to use that Billy club let me have it -never waited for an answer just pulled it out of the belt and stepped back up to the plate about this time the jack ass with the knife had turned to face me ,you should have seen the look on his face :scary: when he saw the Billy -at that time I told him what my plans were when he turned around again ,he ran for the other side of the street and then up to his buddys jeep and headed towards the "Y" ,I was glad to see the end of him.

[elderthewelder]

I never pulled leave in PI, hell we were there all the time it seems anyways. After 4-5 days and I was ready for haze gray and underway. We did a bombing det to Cubi once for two weeks. You should have seen us dragging our asses onto the C-2 for the ride back to Atsugi. I don't think a single Chief was sober. :laugh:

I can't count the number of times I cought a MAC flight out of Atsugi or Yokota to PI to go on leave I was on shore duty at the time in Atsugi, so it was either there or Korea ( seemed that was where most of the MAC flights were going )