Chemung (AO 30) - Naval Cruise Book

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i ' ISS ' A destroyer se nds back the last hose (fixed to drip oil dou-n CHEMUXG ' s side, of course). T.B. checks his stoppers. After a long day under the hot sun, sack time looks pretty attractive to the CHEMUNG sailor. Securing the rigs always seems to take hours, however, especially if your rig captain is a perfectionist. The mess cleaned up, even bos ' n ' s mates can relax. Who needs a mattress? Sailors can sleep on ANYTHING. The DCA finally must have taken the list off the ship. mm

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Consolidations with other oilers, like USS CACAPON, could be very intricate when both ship ' s rigs were used to expedite. The crew was skeptical... A rig captain ' s nightmare. Just who ' s pumping to whom, anyway? .but it was all in a day ' s work to the old-timers. . ■jgwi i — yt? 5 ' ' ! - V fc a k u .«. • » ' ,. K«. s . C «■ »:

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After a week of UNREPs, it takes time and elbow grease to clean up the ship before entering port. CHEMUNG used to be called the dirty Thirty by other WESTPAC oilers (pure envious spite), and the ship ' s force has had to work hard to live down that nickname. (One seldom hears it anymore save from the out-of- date or mis -informed.) Sure wish I could lace this canvas from the inside. I think I went right through the wood that time. It says there ' s oil down there. Sure, we ' re ready for a zone inspection. Sure. Everbody KNOWS Radiomen are squared away. Liberty pay: a sailor and his money are soon parted. Ready to drop the hook (and watch the fish bite). »■»! ' ' «. . ' u ' ti% «W ' « .. «.«. . ». K •