Porterfield (DD 682) - Naval Cruise Book

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its BACK ROW, LEFT TO RIGHT: Palo BMSN, Botherick TESN, Van Ravenswaay TE3 Willis YNSA Ebert RMC, Bachtell LTtjgl, Blackwood QMC, Upchurch TE2, Burkholder QM2 MIDDLE ROW Connelly SN, Haack SN, Kirkland BMSN, Malek YN3, Cain YNSN Meyers YNSN Brown SN Beck RMS. KNEELING: McCowan PN3, Lint PN3, Carlson TE3, Shaffer QMI Weyant QMSN I suspected foul play. I-Ier jade earrings were missing. Beside her body lay a magazine, Wine, Women and Sunshine-I knew it wasn't mine because my subscription had run out. Following the clue I dashed to my Iaguar and drove into the lobby of my hotel. I would need a clean shirt if I was going to a nudist colony. Passing the city limits out highway lOl my headlights swept across a flesh colored sign. Freckle Valley it read, spelled out in sun tan bottles. The kindly old lady at the gate gave me a basket for my clothes. I suspected Granny until she explained it was the regu- lations. I The first day I uncovered no clues. Then I was invited to play ping pong by a dame called Dimples. The fourteenth ping pong ball I swallowed forced me to give it up as a bad job. I staggered out the front gate a failure. My body burned with shame, one of the dolls in the camp was wearing the Iade earrings, but I forgot xto look at her ears. I blew my brains out! l v s ! I. I I 7 L gf ,I ., A' X

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C DIVISION T0 WHEELS WEYANT . . . WHO LEAVES US FOR me LA. SHERIFF'S nm. My name is Oliver Spillane Weyant, I'm a private eye. I'm sitting in Eve's Last Leaf nite club watching a boring floor show when I hear a dame yell. . ' Next to me this guy was beating up his wife, I didn't like it, she was bleeding in my drink. I reached over and smashed his nose with my gun barrel. He snarled you shouldn't have done that, Buster. I shot him, my name is not Buster. His widow objected, I shot her twice. Chills ran up and down my spine, a fan dancer had caused too much breeze. Hate filled my eyes, I stuck a cigar in a bubble dancers balloon. The blast whisked her off stage, she finished the act in band aids. ' I hated this kind of night, no action. The bartender lifted my glass, I shot him, the glass wasn't empty. How about a light Handsome. She was gorgeous. Golden curls melted over her bare shoulders. It was a good thing she'd forgotten the top of her dress. She kept blowing smoke in my face and asking me to see her etchings. I Tossing down my drink I heard a soft thud. The blonde was sprawled out on the floor-a dagger between her shoulders. 1

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OI DIVISION Well, chalk up another Far East tour for us. For some of us this was the first tour, for others it was a renewal of old ac- quaintances, and a revisit of old places. For the old salg, Bangkok was the only new scenery. There were some 'inter- esting sights. For one, when Earl and Murray saw the walking fish and swore off until Childs brought one aboard. Hong Kong was everything we expected. Clothing is really a buy and we bought! Between the Tiger Balm Gardens and the slit skirts I think the slit skirts received the most attention. The two Daves, Schmidt and Lee, were invited over to Kow- loon by some people from the American Consulate. They spent the day swimming among the sharks but the worst they got was a sunburn. There's not much to say about Formosa, unless you like rice. Old Red Franz drew shore patrol there and won't forget it because of the fight he helped break up. l think the first choice is still the hot baths in Iapan. They sure are relaxing. Some of the guys went up to Yokohama and Tokyo, sightseeing. While we were in Yokosuka we had a ship's party. The gangway sure seemed steep that night! . ..,., 449 N.. . fs QI! iff!!! fl I E ' t i y if .fl