Floyd Parks (DD 884) - Naval Cruise Book

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fi N X Nl , UP' L x , 2 S1 Wong 4 au' I If W Q' H ' Brumly, G., CSSN-Some sing California here I come. 9 9 2 960 06 ell ' , N 6 iliousi ,ev 9 ss., Nl ,nl s ill ie ff 5 ISCRRF Xiffo I 0 Q5 5 Personalities About The Ship Let's take a jaunt about the ship and take a look at some of the personalities of the vari- ous divisions. While doing so we'll take a note here and there about some of the best guys in the world, your shipmates. Then some- time, years later, when you have your twenty or thirty in, you can break out this book and ....there you'll be back in 1950 with your old crew on the old Floyd B. ,ui SUPPLY DIVISION By H. M. DAMASKE, HM3 The Supply Division is a small but very important division of the ship. For in it are the important services of food, clothing, material, medicine and surgery, and laundry. Ratings, whose duties comprise these occupations, are in this division and, although of diverse character, they still all have to do with some sort of service to the ship. The ship would be a miserable place, indeed, if it weref1't for the men in this division. We could not get any food, if we did, we could not get it cooked. If we got sick, we would not have any medicine or pharmacists to administer it. We would not be able to get our clothes washed. We would never get paid! We could not get any of the many other supplies that we need for the maintenance of the ship. It is a small division but a very important one. As for personalities in the Supply Division, those are not hard to find. They may be a small division but they make themselves well-known. Sometimes, perhaps they are too well-known! Rawson, HMC-He doesn't wear a pigtail it just looks that way. Carroll, HMC-What's that you got under your nose, Chief? Burkett, CS1-CPoppasonJ. You can take it from there! Marquez, SH2--He's not hard on his boys. They just like to gripe. Guanciale, SH3-Just call me Mousie. I love it. Palmer, T. R., SH3-They call him Slugger but he's not, he's a lover. Brown, L. J., DK3-There's one in every department. He's in the S. Warden, CS3-He thinks he's a baker, but we know better. Damaske, HM3-Here's a king. Anyone got a Queen? Gilmore, SKSN-He plays at baseball, that is. Cooper, J. D., SKSN--What would he do without Ellis? Brown, C. R., CSSN-Could he be a relative of Brown, L. J.? Large, CSSN-He likes the hospital in Yokosuka, but he likes other things better. Lawson, W. E.-CSSN-Just call him nothing-hum. Dancer, SN- Tiajuana, here I come. I can't stand pale faces. fUpon arrival back in overseas U.S.D Zinney, CSSN--Here is a man of experience. Camp, SN-He thinks he's a corpsman. Humm. Payne, A., SN-You're a laundryman, not a shipfitter. QYou'd never know it from where he hangs out.J Gooch, CSSN-Isn't 18 hours a day enough sleep? He sings Yokosuka here I'll return. Phipps, SN--He was a boatswain mate striker but he decided to work for a change. How's the laundry, Jesse? Tisdale, CSSN-He used to weigh 150. Now he's in the galley. C240Jl OPERATIONS DIVISION By W. E. TIPPS, S01 The Operations Gang on the PARKS this trip have all turned in a 4.0 performance, and having done so, deserve due and proper acclaim. In order that such credit may be impartially distributed, we must take a close look at the specialized talents that these men displayed so unselfxshly. Let us divide the division into the various rating groups so that we may more accurately evaluate the personalities involved! First-CNow we're getting down to businessll-let us take a peek at the QM's CQuartermastersD-CFlag wavers to youse guys D Never in this young writer's career have I ever seen a more motley crew of Quartermasters. Ah yes, the ring- leader, none other than Yoddy Tye, QMC. Reports

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have it that he wants to be a Ping Jockey. Then there is his right- for left-H hand man Chickiesan Chighizolaf' QM1. Chick is the only man we ever knew from the fair state of Alabama who never heard of corn pone. We wish him good luck in his coming tour of shore duty in good ol' Alybam. The QM staff is supplemented by the following able and willing ???--hard-hitting crew. Big Red Zech, QM2. He's the hottest thing goin' on the sewing machine. CGirls kindly take note., Buddy R. E. Shrewder, QM3. Rumor has it that Shrewder's ambition is to get back on carriers so he can be near the airdales. Chicago Joe Wallace, QM3. Too bad you're getting out, J oe. The old Floyd B. will never be the same without it's sea-daddy. Jerry Skyles, QMSN-Sayonara, Jerry, see you in the Gyrene Recruiting Office. Hooligan Massie, QMSN-The Navy's gift to the women. Mike Purcell, QMSN- Oh you -must have been a beautiful baby -Red hot, hot rod enthusiast. Asiatic Harris, QMSN-Favorite hobby, sitting on the port flag bag listening to Japanese Jive recordings. Heinrich Hinkley, QMSN- The voice on the ship's Public Address System. Peaches Andal, QMSN-Mainstay in the semaphore branch. Next we look in on the COC QCombat Operations Center, gang, more affectionately known as the daffy dozen. The blip Qradarj boys are still mourning the loss of their chief, Windy Walton, RDC. However, when the going gets too rough, they can always rely on ever-reliable, Gordo Djerf, RD1. Djerf is trying to sell the Navy on a new operating technique for the air search radar that he dreamed up himself . . . wearing Holly- wood type sunglasses while operating the gear. Bolstering the aforementioned Gordo are the following ever-vigil- ants : Rack Time Cowboy Jackson, RD3-Harry James Striker-Favorite theme song- Somebody else is taking my place. Lindy Paul, RD3-In training to become a test pilot for the Beauty-Rest Mattress Com- pany. Ace Potts, RDSN-Top-flight athlete-favorite sports are basketball, baseball, and shufflin' the paste- boards. Specs McGrath, RDSN-Delights in giving the sonarmen a bad time-Also famous for his ability with the Joe pot. Nick Nicholson, RDSN-Mathematic- ian par excellence. Can't figure out why the whaleboat never catches any whales. All RAD Zimbleman, RDSN-Always has the scoop on all the news and never fails to cut-in his fellow pip men. Tiger Thompson, RDSN-Sometimes referred to as Dive Bomber. Can smell a pot of coffee brewin' a mile away D. O. Thomp- son, RDSA-The bargain hunter. He never pays more than half-price. Jesse James Parker, RDSA-Wants to get Senator Claghorn elected President-Also is instigating a bill to have the Mason-Dixon line moved up to the Canadian Border. Jimmy Greear, RDSA-Sorry to hear that you are a short-timerf' James, the mess hall will miss you. - Now let's open the door to the sonar shack, which we iind inhabited by the ping jockeys who spend their time listening to the salt water quartet composed of the Four Porpoise brothers. Pierre Tipps, SO1, heads this bunch of eager 'beaver sonarmen. His strikers insist that someone, somewhere must have invented a musical instrument Pierre can't play. He is assisted by the following lads, Ken Parker, SO3-one of the hydro- graphic oHice's leading reporters. He still wants the deck in sonar painted at least once a week. Lover Appleton, SOSN-The Navy's other gift to women App says he is only trying to keep up the Navy tradition of A girl in every port. Slow-motion Mansfield, SOSN-The only man in the Navy who can talk ninety miles an hour and still say nothing. Mumbles Moore, SOSN-The L.A. Lad. He wants the home port of the Parks to be moved to Los Angeles so he can get home sooner on week-ends. Okie Mathis, SOSN-The latest of the ping jockeys. While this is being written, he is sitting down in lower, lower sound, trying to get out of painting the bulkheads. Tex Pendergrass, SOSA,-Tipp's Pupi-He's learning to play the guitar. He stands at attention whenever he hears Deep in the Heart of Texas. Pendy thinks that the United States is around Texas, instead of Texas being in the United States. In his own little department is Stamps Phillips. He's the. only mailman we know of who carries ge-dunk in his mailbag. He uses stamps to patch his clothes with. Next we come to those dit-da boys, the radiomen. At the time of this writing they are all arguing with them- selves trying to get somebody to stand their watches. Leading the radio gang is Jiggs Lyons, RMS. When smoking his stogie on the O1 Deck, he makes the ole Floyd B. look like a three-stacker. We have been trying for a long time to decide which is the bigger, him or the stogie. Jiggs is ably assisted by the following boys: Gertrude Mails, RM3, Cfuture civilianj, the only man in the Navy who can press a mattress cover without an iron. Smooth sailing on the outside, Gertie and keep that mattress cover pressed. Lucky Larry Longmire, RN3, currently working on the problem of how high is up. He stilll insists that paradise is spelled F-L-O-R-I-D-A. Willie Williams, RMSN the only man who can get muscles out of a rubber ball. Or is it dynamic tension on the telegraph key? Don Lowry, RMSN, born with a silver horse shoe in his mouth. He still thinks that Buffalo Bill Cody was the father of our country. Ted Latham, RMSN, GeDunk sailor deluxe. He thinks the Navy will never be modernized until ice cream parlors are installed on every ship. Eddie Pina, RMSN, he's work- ing on the idea of revolutionizing the industry of hop- picking. This will undoubtedly enable the boys in blue to purchase a cheaper, tastier five-cent beer. Bullet Burcham, RMSN, Larry Adler striker. He believes the harmonica should be used instead of the boatswain pipe. Happy Jack Meddles, RMSN, the boy with the million dollar smile. Jack says that if all the girls don't quit chasing him, he is going to ask for shore duty in the Ant- arctic. Lew Wallace, RMSA, sack rat deluxe. Lew is also a past master of those galloping dominoes. You will find him in the Ice Box every payday. Benny Lynch, RMSN, that Georgia peach. Currently he has been running around trying to find a cheap Ford of the Model A Type to take him home again to his beloved state. Buff Bufiington, the 'Subic Bay Lover. He thinks morning muster should be more of a bed-check, rather than at quarters! Last and least of all, we come to those Yeomen. The ship's office boasts one hard-hitting Personnelman 3rd and five strikers. Here are the Yo-Yo's as they are some- times affectionately called. Blinky Plish, PN3, whip- cracker. He is noted for his attention to duty while on shore patrol. Robbie Robison, YNSN, future civilian, ge-dunk sailor, thinks all ships should be cruisers. Always yelling for somebody to pull his fingers out from between the keys of the office typewriters. Clin England,