Hickox (DD 673) - Naval Cruise Book

Text from Pages 1 - 72 of the 1955 volume:

CRfinofl NEWPORT R.I. U. S. Ai EDINBURGH BELFAST LONDONDERRY IRELAND PONTA DELGADA AZORES SCOT Ilan: tr mTo.j orway ,_..— l riANDI W J BREMMERHAVEN HATHAM l . HEMPE N- GERMANY J EUROPE craNCE bordeaux 1:genoa« i MARiEILLEST Salonika! GREECE ISTANBUL| TURKEY flfRICfi ! European cruise SEPTEMBER ' 54 - FEBRUARY ' 55 CDR. ROBERT W. POND, JR., USN Commanding Officer It is with pride that I, as Commanding Officer of the HICKOX, take this opportunity to express my appreciation to the officers and men for the excellent work they performed on our cruise to Northern European and Mediterranean ports. Since I have been aboard I have been extremely proud to serve with these men. It is a feeling which has continually grown through our association and which reached its zenith during this past cruise. In the many and wonderful countries that we visited, it was an important role that these sailors played. Every act, every word, every mannerism was watched and heeded by those they met. Many of the ports saw the HICKOX — the first American warship to ever enter there, and the sailors of the HICKOX, the first Americans that some of these people had ever seen. The way they behaved ashore — the way they shined their shoes, or wore their hats, or cleaned their blues, meant much, for to them this was the American Way. These were American men representing American families . . . Americans representing America. At sea they held their own with the best of them — replenishing, fueling, plane guarding, ASW, screening, firing, and doing all those many things expected of a destroyer. And doing them well. Small heroics were common and together went to make up the ex- cellent teamwork so essential to naval operation. NATO ships were impressed and said so. Yes, this was the part each individual played in the scheme of things and played it well. Witness to the fact that the American sailor is still the best good will Ambassador that our country has and that the tin can sailor is the best sailor in the world. LT. ROBERT C. NOLL, USNR Executive Officer LTJG. J. L. DODGE, USNR |_TJG. P. SOLLECITO, USNR LTJG. A. L. HARLOW, USN Gu nnery Officer Engineering Officer Operations Officer - 0 LTJG. E. J. BONDURANT (SC), USN LTJG. G. V. BYRUM (MC), USNR Supply Officer Medical Officer GUNNERY DEPARTMENT - LT. LTJG. P. H. BODDEN LTJG. J. J. MOYNIHAN LTJG. D. B. ROBERTSON LTJG. W. Q. STEINMETZ ENS. M. R. BYINGTON USNR USNR USNR USNR USN First Lieutenant Second Division Officer Second Division Jr. Officer First Division Officer Torpedo Officer OPERATIONS DEPARTMENT LTJG. J. E. COBB USNR A.S.W. Officer ENS. R. L. TRAVIS USNR Assistant Communications Officer ENS. E. J. TARTAGLINO USNR Assistant C.I.C. Officer ENS. D. H. SIMON USN Electronics Officer ENGINEERING DEPARTMENT LTJG. D. G. MONTGOMERY USN Damage Control Assistant LTJG. L. O. ARMEL USN Repair Officer ENS. J. J. O ' NEIL USNR Main Propulsion Assistant . . . and these are the men that fight and work the ship — the men that represent the United States throughout the world CHIEFS Row One: A. J. Danca, YNTC. J. M. Youngblood, CSC: F. P. Simmons, QMC, J. Cislo, BMC Row Two: R. D. Coggins, EMC, R. T. .Pickering, FTC, A. H. Kuhljuergen, GMC, A. H. Hanley, HMC (Missing from picture: J. F. J. Harty, TMC, L. J. Faehner, BTC, H. J. Tosh MMC, L. P. Rogers, MMC, T. M. Maloney, MMC) OPERATIONS RADIOMEN Row One: B. J. Bannon, R. L Layson, W. T. Kimble Row Two: R. C. Landry, C. F. Fitzroy, M. G. Boileau, J. D. Evans RADARMEN Row One: T. J. Spott, R. A. Leudesdorff, I. E. Willis, K. P. Sandifer, T. W. Pojedinec Row Two: S. A. Bradigan, W. K. Cotton, G. R. Gladu, W. Smith, V. L Groat, F. L. Jones, F. D. Chervenak SONARMEN Row One: H. G. Yerxa, G. V. Schefdore, B. R. Fraiier, D. J. Barnes Row Two: B. D. Free, D. Demont. L. H. Fleishman QUARTERMASTERS Row One: J. R. Mason, W. G. Ferdinandsen, F. P. Simmons, O C, T. G. Parrish, A. F. Westrick Row Two: E. Parido, J. Roiycki, D. J. Gapp, G. W. Gibson ELECTRONIC TECHNICIANS Row One: W. V. W. Coudreauf, G. A. Strong, K. H. Gahn, C. J. Eye J J . ' . YEOMEN Row One: C. F. Farmer, A. J. Danca, YNTC, J. B. Dixon, J. A. McGovern ENGINEERING MACHINIST MATES Row One: W. J. Lehman, H. E. Jones, R. E. Friii, J. W. Biesbrock, W. J. Desotelle, S. Kelemen, H. R. Malory Row Two: C. R. Pitts, A. F. Peck, J. Materowski, J. Ruben, R. A. Marchetti, R. L Gibson Row Three: J. L. McSorley, R. S. Durfee, R. Amigues, A. W. Borton, C. G. Olney, L M. Simon BOILER TENDERS Row One: J. J. Farrell, J. D. Bleakley, D. M. Paolotto, G. B. Luce, L. J. Wade, R. J. Home, G. T. Mulford Row Two: R. G. Dipiero, R. W. Gill, J. F. Biggins, J. R. Dilmore, E. L. Moore, G. F. Peters, A. L. Asrouch Row Three: F. E. Beverly, E. Mincey, F. L. Mroz, D. G. Matteson, R. C. Hardy, D. M. Mathews, E. J. Diaz (Missing from picture: E. J. Merlino) METALSMITHS, PIPEFITTERS and DAMAGE CONTROLMEN Row One: V. L Large, S. J. Boatwright, W. F. Erhardt Row Two: W. A. Hampton, R. E. Charbon- neau, O. F. Dean, W. A. Ring ELECTRICIANS AND INTERIOR COMMUNICATIONS ELECTRICIANS Row One: S. Carena, J. A. Miller, R. D. Cog- gins, EMC, L B. Lawton, W. L Baxter Row Two: W. Ginda, C. R. Fraiier, F. P. Sowell, R. F. W. Kunta, B. D. Million, F. Lemos (Missing from picture: K. F. Boland) ENGINEMEN and MACHINERY REPAIRMEN Row One: J. J. Serfilippi, R. Moeller, C. R. Shank, L. E. Whitley (Missing from picture: V. W. Decker) GUNNERY A for TAMPERING WITH , 1 FlRim CUT-OUT CflWS °n M i] V RND SH00TIN6 OOWN THE ■ PORT WIN60FTHE BFflDGt GUNNER ' S MATES Row One: A. J. Hall, J. O. Wilson, A. W. Shanley, P. H. Taylor, GMC, A. H. Kuhljuer- gen, GMC, W. E. Wilson Row Two: J. F. Zeigler, R. S. Hartman, R. J. Wood, R. L. Kreigline, R. W. Walker, J. R. Hubbard (Missing from picture: W. C. Hall, J. A. Webb) 1 liiYj jijiLiiL fit ■ ,,1j|1Bl|| LO$ f m Sj rt- i 1 VIHIhV tmt mtH . Bf KW iB tu TORPEDOMEN Row One: B. E. Tullis, R. C. Rust, D. J. Dahl- gren, R. P. Benoit FIRE CONTROL TECHNICIANS Row One: W. R. Mosher, R. T. Pickering, FTC, H. T. Oswain Row Two: A. L. Dahms, E. L Beal, W. R. Sub- lett :± JL 4 BOATSWAIN MATES Row One: H. Thumudo, A. L. Maring, C. Durham, M. L. Leggett, M. L. Lutz, B. R. Mercer, J. H. Holmes Row Two: J. A. Koshara, M. Palo, J. A. Egg, L. L Kapp, E. G. Lamantia, H. L. Butler, F. E. Bickel, R. S. Rosenberg (Missing from picture: R. A. Schneider, T. S. Rosplochowski, R. W. Latuselt) Sv wjiX. BOATSWAIN MATES Row One: D. R. Howell, F. J. Biggins, H. L Wyland, J. Pearson, J. C. Taylor, L. A. Rizor Row Two: M. J. Malvica, E. P. Sanders, J. J. Hendricks, E. J. Carafeno, E. G. Barankovich, E. J. Elka, J. P. McCole, N. Santiago, A. L. Cook (Missing from picture: R. C. Bewley, D. L. Rutledge) SUPPLY STOREKEEPERS and DISBURSING CLERKS Row One: D. N. Miller, B. J. Hayden, J. C. Schwing Row Two: E. C. Davis, W. P. Duarte, P. E. Moore COMMISSARYMEN Row One: R. Caltuvuturo, G. W. Prescott, W. D. Bashwinger Row Two: W. E. Richards, G. M. Lisbon, M. F. Ambron SHIP ' S SERVICEMEN and HOSPITALMEN Row One: G. R. Bellerose, C. Mikosz, R. E. Evenson Row Two: R. P. Mousette, W. J. Lehman, C. C. Cichowicz, J. Spencer — =0O STEWARDS Row One: E. W. Reynolds, F. V. Balbuena, D. J White Row Two: O. Harris, A. C. Virgil (missing from picture: E. Chapman) MESS COOKS Row One: W. V. W. Coudreaut, J. L. Clark, R. Y. Dolnicek, R. L Fanny Row Two: W. J. Fernandez, W. A. McKinney, MAA, D. D. Johnson THE BEGINNING The Bos ' n yelled Anchor chain is clear of the buoy! and at 1305 on 8 September 1954 the USS HICKOX (DD673), 225 strong was underway from Mike- 1 2, Newport, Rhode Island for Northern Europe and the Mediterranean. For some it was the first time crossing the pond ; for others it was the tenth; for all it was exciting. It was a singular thrill to see the stern swing around and the sailors domain stretch before us. It is a feeling that only sailors experience ... a feeling well . . . that we ' re sorry to leave our loved ones and our homes, but there ' s something out there and we ' re going to see it, experience it, and let it become a part of us. As we steamed past Coddington Point, we stretched our necks trying to get a last look at the U. S. and each one tried to hide his mixed emotions of sorrow and excitement, from the other. Our mission was two-fold. First, we were to be representatives of our country — to speak her words, to think her thoughts, to show her good faith to all peoples throughout the world. Second, we were to partake in a vigorous operational training program of exercises with NATO ships. This is what we set out to do, and to do well. The Quartermaster shouted Mark Brenton Reef Lightship, abeam to port! we hauled down NKIJ, secured the Special Sea Detail, placed the pictures of our wives and sweethearts close to our bunks and settled down for sixteen long days at sea till terra firma would once more rear it ' s lovely head. MANY MILES, MANY PLACES NEWPORT, R. I., U.S.A. PORTSMOUTH. ENGLAND TROMSO, NORWAY BREMERHAVEN, GERMANY EMDEN, GERMANY DEN HELDER, HOLLAND EDINBURGH, SCOTLAND CHATHAM, ENGLAND BORDEAUX, FRANCE BELFAST, IRELAND LONDONDERRY. IRELAND NAPLES, ITALY GENOA, ITALY MARSEILLE, FRANCE ISTANBUL, TURKEY SALONIKA, GREECE ATHENS, GREECE GIBRALTAR PONTA DELGADA, AZORES FALL RIVER, MASS., U.S.A. Hf gt Cletegirttj) THE (U.S.) FLEETS IN! American sailors will see Guy Fawkes night celebrations Monday, November 22. 1954. Twopence. TTHE distinctive flush -decked, ta.ll- funneled shapes of two Ameri- can destroyers were to be seen In Chatham Dockyard shortly before dusk on Wednesday, when the two United States ships. Capcrton and Hickox. locked-ln for a six-day operational The Amei ■ill m«t, althoufth the hensive programme of hospi- tality has been organised by the Reserve Fleet host ship, H.M.S. Diadem. Yesterday (Thursday) was largely ejccupled with the exchange of courtesy calls between the Com- mander of the U.S. 30th Destroyer Squadron (Captain Wlllard A. Saunders. US-N ). the command- ing officers of the two ships (Com- mander A. Parris. U.S.N.. U S.S. Caperton. and Commander R W. Pond. Jun, U.S.N.. U.S.S. Hlckoxi. and the Commander-in-Chief. The Nore, Admiral Superintendent. Commodore of the Barracks and the three Mayors. Dancing at the N.A A.FI. Club, a trip to a London theatre, cock- tall and dinner parlies by the Reserve Fleet took place In the evening. VISIT TO KNOLE tn the afternoon u party o. officers and men visited KnoJc. Sevenoaks, and four officers at- tended a luncheon given by the Chatham Rotary Club at the Suh a duck shoot by Lt. Cdx. (S) Hum- phreys. Assistant Secretary to the C.-ln-C. Cocktail parties were given at the Guildhall. Rochester, and the Town Hall. Chatham, respectively, for the commanding officers of the Hlckox and Caperton, and mes socials for chief petty officers In the chief petty officers and E.R.A.S ' messes In the Barracks Today (Friday) the will ha uupor Eng- lish celebration of Guy Fawkes ' Night when they attend fire- work displays In the Barracks. W.R.N.S. omoers and ratings will later play hosts In their respeo- Other arrangements Include a carnival dance at the NA.A.F.I. Club. Glllingham, tomorrow (Sat- urday) evening, a cocktail party, given by the Mayor of Glllingham for Captain Saunders and eight officers on Monday, a dinner for Captain Saunders and the two commanding officers at Admiralty House — also on Monday — and a mess social for petty officers In the Barracks. LINES ULHtMONY On Sunday. Captain Saunders Is to lay a wreath at the Naval Wu Memorial, and officers and men of tfc ' two ships have been, invl ' ed to attend Remembrance Sunday services later at St. ev ich. - . E«o i e z « J, 4« r .7 vo« ,« .sl e et- Sn JW ■ UjHREE SOLLY SAILORS COME UP FROM THE St WO l  g d _ n d es« Seaman Donald D. Johnson, from Syracuse, New Yo ■ Hickox to read CHATHAM esasgszfs? es time oft horn his duties in the mes children ' s magazine to Albeit Brown and Doioth j a paity of children who visited the ship to-day, at Duften With the destioyei Caperton, the ship is on nr operational visit to Belfast. WHS11P IIE AMERICAN FLAO flying from the stern of the U.S. destroyer Hlckox. as her  ter ship. Caperton. makes her way to berth In Chatham Dockyard hese are the first American ships to visit Chatham since the end jycr mcKox. as ncr _■ - x v ., V o • ;ard on Wednesday. . ■ ' ' ,, • ■«■ . ' - , ' XH, -L ' . V of the war. . . . , % •■ 2C fr i • ?• ■ JORVASK A s [oderne garderoberenseri ;ns storste maskinkapasitet, ... hurtig leveringstid! rantert fasarbeide ! Tromso til: Butikk «Arctic , - Ut nbys postiorsendelser til: 3RVASK, Finnsnes. Lossalg 20 ere Onsker De hie: Bat, vaerelse eller hva son Prev en annonse i vii n cOnskc-s leiet . toeste 1 voldsom storm 1 februar 1942. mens krigen ra- ste pa sitt verste, grannstette eh amerikansk destroyer ved New Foundland Til tross (or mannskapets Intense innsate sto skipet ikke til a redde. Blant dem som fant deden ved den- ne ulykken var skipets sjef, kapteinloytnant Hickox. Den frie verden trengte den gang hvert skip og hver mann mer , noensinne. Og fra verfter 1 USA og England ble stadig skip sjosatt. Hasten 1943 en ny amerikanstk de- stroyer ut fra et skips verft i Jersey — og den fikk nav- let US «Hlckox , til minne om iptelnloytnanten som gikk ned ijxunen fned sitf, skip ntenfor ' Foundlands forrevne 5 «Hickox ble satt inn i pene I Stillehavet, hvor ja- ne lenge liadde gatt seler- fram. Men etter hvert den amerikanske flaten, fikk tatt kraftig igjen. r iekox var aktlvt med ayene, 0st- og Vest-Carolii ne, New Guinea og Mariani karapene for befrleben Filliplnene. Senere har deltatt 1 Korea-krigen, I gar raorges kom denne k gens veteran pa uoffUielt I sek til Tromse og la til Nansen Plass. Skipet skal re ber til lerdag, da det i videre med kurs for Tyskla Det er ferste gang cHickox er i Norge. Ski] forlot Rhode Island 8. septe ber og gikk direkte til Por mouth i England, og der direkte til Tromso. Manns! pet er pa ca. 300 ma og 21 offiserer. Sjef er co mander R. W. Pond jr. «Tromsfi s medarbeider : la et besek ombord like et at skipet var kommet Tromsa. Det er et meget ' pi og velutstyrt fartey, med i de bekvemmeligbeter  m krigsskip kan by. Som en 1 rioistet kan nevn p. mrtt Torts, aiste siuc (21 Pa dans med amerik land American th Korean campaign colours painted on their brides steamed quietly Into Edinburgh Dock. Leith. yesterday. Their mission — a four-day good ss here — broke Caperton and Hickox had been given Customs clearance. They had been visited by the man from tile tourist agencv who advised them of the sights they ought to see in Edinburgh and the tours they ought to take. But when the loudspeakers aboard the Caperton crackled Liberty to the port section from 16.30 hours. 250 sailors shrugged the Hickox. Reason: The highest sailors hi the NATO fleets .._ financially embarrassed. Or. as a tall, bespectacled seaman put it— ■ ' Fella, we ' re plain, flat broke. Another, leaning on tile guard rails, said: Pav day is lone gone. I only get $24 and I owe S20— so what ' s the use of troing ashore. An officer explained: We ' ve been in Scandinavia and Holland, and I guess the boys spent all But there were some thrifty . For them taxis w Krafer - JW ffJer sine ,- har faktisk ikke a legge merke rikanere pa b Tirsdag kveld og i g; rangert stor dansetil beiderforeningen, og sknlle holde liv 1 sa norske mar bildet ser vi et pai PORTSMOUTH, ENGLAND We took NEW BROOM II and BLACKJACK in stride but after sixteen days at sea and Special Sea Detail we wanted land — not any particular spot — just land, and the wonderful support it gives. We were detached at Gibraltar and that any place proved to be Portsmouth, England — jumping-off city to London. We gaped at NELSON ' S ship H.M.S. VICTORY, visited British Frigates and Destroyers, had tea and toast with English Sigh- lors and saw They Never Wear Less at the theater in town. Bomb damage struck our eyes in many places and we wondered what it was like here then. We took a two day tour to London and saw everything — Buckingham Palace, St. Paul ' s, Westminister Abbey, Windsor Castle, Tower of London — the works. Of course Picadilly Circus had its own quaint little attractions. Newport was now but a memory. Our appetites were wet, our feet were dry. We wanted more of this. H. M. S. Victory — Lord Nelson ' s flagship. The Navy of another era. andmark of thirsty Englishmen Qfo Cm TOT line an J) i HUttiiMM I Dickens ' Old Curiosity Shop, Portsmouth St., London Children are the same everywhere md ; A study in rigidity at Buckingham Palace I say guv ' na ' ave ya got a fag? TROMSO, NORWAY M Vast billowy whiteness . . . pleasant warm congeniality inBm The North Sea obeyed the laws of gravity as we steamed ' neath the shadows of the breathtaking snow-capped mountains and the cool, crisp air they brought. We crossed the Artie Circle and took pictures of it. We ' re now official (and actual) BLUE NOSES. The first American ship in Tromso in two years, found us all over the front pages upon arrival. The city and its people were ours, and we loved it. We remember much of this beautiful fishing town . . . the Grand Hotel . . . the Tirpit-z ... the Northern Lights . . . Mack ' s Brewery with beer in every scuttlebut . . . beautiful blond girls . . . climbing mountains . . . that look people gave you that made you feel you were really something ... all those kids on the dock watching every move you made . . . the earthquake that Fleishman al- most started at the Arbeiderforeningen Dance, with Coudreaut and Rosplochowski contribut- ing the sound effects . . . the few friends Howell and Carafeno invited aboard that was a whole high school. It was truly great to be an American sailor in Tromso, Norway. One Pub, one movie . . . 14,000 wonderful people. Fellow Blue Noses No junk yard. The remains of the Tirpitz, German battleship sunk at Tromso by British bombers, November 12, 1944. 0? THE ARC T 7 Po all nilorsjulicrrtifnic nuujjjf: aOhb alt polar bears. - S FOXES. REINDEER. WOLVES, HUSK raulcu. and alt Met ' Jinny 3)etugeni rf tie Jtcjen . tithe, n M ufi Mn0XD IV. (Tha : WITH MYROYAL CONSENT PASSED THE GATEWAY TO THE TOP Of THE WORLD BY CROSSING THE ARCTIC CIRCLE , m WA and if jaee ' ei.BujjauL.Jlt k-aio. and myuad LlwfloJx . •Uoar tiu on . .19 _al_ tm abt. J.Boreas I, I ' Wind and Sovereign of all the Froien Reaches it touches d, therein declare ■ ' ;. ,al Doma in lobe a True and Trusty Brine Entrusted BLl F.XOSE BE IT V BREMERHAVEN AND EMDEN, GERMANY BREMERHAVEN After a picturesque journey through the Fjords, and being swallowed by the North Sea we surfaced in the second largest fishing port in Europe — in the land of beer gardens and uniforms. After a brief treasure hunt we went ashore and stripped down for Customs inspec- tion. WYLAND was sent out as a special envoy while we went broke buying 400 Day Clocks, Cuckoo Clocks and Cameras of all kinds. We ate Bockwurst and potato salad and drank schnapps, cognac, Pils Hereforder and Carls- burg. We talked a lot about the war and got the other side of the picture. Everyone from the milkman to the streetcleaner had a uniform At 2200 the last night in, we found it diffi- cult to stand at attention at quarters for mus- ter but at any rate we were all there and ready to go again. Demont and Sandifer give Fritz the word on flashing light (As if they knew.) Hey kid! . . . Ya got a wooden leg? It was worth every mile . . . just to see their faces. ■J$ I! The Mayor of Emden, Herr Rosenberg, presents a plaque to the Captain at the city ' s testimonial. Mr. Brown can ' t understand why he ' s not getting one. It was here that the first attempt at a parliamentary form of government was made. EMDEN We didn ' t notice the hundreds of peering faces that awaited us on the dock for we had just spent a couple of years at Special Sea Detail coming through the locks. It didn ' t take us long, h owever, to realize what it meant to these people to have the first American War- ship ever to moor in Emden. Tickets were sold to see us and 1500 citizens felt we were worth the price. We feted one hundred refugee children from the Russian sector of Germany with cocoa, ice cream and for many, their first toys . . . and when they sang a song to us in thanks we couldn ' t help but feel a little moisture under our eyelids. We visited the largest green houses in Europe at Weismore . . . The Blue Pheasant, a storybook East Fries- land Inn . . . and the spot where the first at- tempt at a Parliament in Europe was made. We also paid our respects to the Rio Rita. The town officials toasted us at Lindenhof ' s where sincere speeches of good will had to be made twice — in German and in English. When we left at 2 i 00 we hardly noticed the bomb shelters that Hitler built along the coast and completely forgot that this city was 84% bombed out during the war. The second largest greenhouses in Europe at Wiesmore. A place made famous by our Plan of the Day — the typically East Frisian Inn Torfkrug — the Blue Pheasant DEN HELDER, HOLLAND Dikes, canals, windmills, and wooden shoes — just what you ' d expect to see — appeared before us as we moored portside-to in Den Helder. But alas, people didn ' t seem to know much about Hans Brinker and the Silver Skates or that legendary hero who put his finger into the dike. We took a tour to Amster- dam where we learned that there were seventy canals which if put end on end would be fifty miles long and that the water averaged ten feet in depth. We visited the Zyder Zea, and stopped at Alkmaar where we were greeted by cows, pigs, and goats in the market place. We drank Bols, Geneva, and Neut met Neut, and also ate big platefuls of ham and eggs. We bought miniature windmills, wooden shoes and Blue earthenware and wondered how someone in stress could find his house when they all looked the same. When we left we had to look forward to two full days at sea before reaching another country. RUGGED!!! Hi in iii Hi nihil EDINBURGH, SCOTLAND A night at the Mecca Dance Palais with a beautiful lassie, a walk down Princess St. looking at all the beautiful things in the store windows, and then a wee bit of tea beside some open fire in a quaint Scottish home . . . these were the memorable nights spent in Edinburgh. By day, we saw Edinburgh Castle, the famous Loch Lomond with its Bonnie Banks, Loch Katrine, where Sir Walter Scott wrote his Lady of the Lake, and the Trossachs, a bit of the Highlands in the Lowlands. Color and cold seem to come to mind when we think back. Color in their tartans, Tarn O ' Shanters, argyll socks, their ties, silverware, and cashmere sweaters and scarfs. Cold in all their houses where central heating consists of a fire in the center of a room. It was here that we first heard ourselves referred to as Yanks. ' Till now it was just something we heard in war movies. Yes, we will remember Scotland ... its beautiful countryside ... its beautiful girls . . . the way they talked . . . the dancing multitudes at the Palais . . . the many homes we were invited into . . . the many families we met . . . the effect the country had on Cawley. In short . . . We were treated like Kings, by Queens. Towering, majestic fortresses. The kilt still lives — pocketboolc, spats, and bony knees. Sir Walter Scott Memorial towers over the city and seems to follow you everywhere. Moored port side to Edinburgh Quay using six destroyer mooring lines doubled up fore and aft . . . CHATHAM, ENGLAND Another day — another country, Chatham, England, called Hell ' s Corner during World War II . . . Silent testimony — the rows of stilted fortresses guarding the harbor. Only thirty miles from London, we found we could commute from the ship to that metropolis and renew our experiences. Norman Wisdom, the British comedian, was at the Palladium and Can-Can was in town. We were in Chatham for Guy Faulk ' s Day and saw the traditional burning at the stake of this gentleman who is supposed to have tried at one time to blow up the House of Parliament. As far as the eye could see there were fire works displays, also in keeping with this holiday. We found out that the name Wren did not necessarily refer to a bird but also meant a female member of the British Navy. So, being partial to that species, we invited a group of them aboard and showed them around the ship. Those of us who were guides enjoyed the work but felt we should have gotten some ice cream, too. Probably what we ' ll remember the most about Chatham is the visit the Mayor of Rochester paid us. Like a page from history he came aboard in full regalia symbolic of his title. Preceded by his mace bearer, in three cor- nered hat and leggings, and followed by his secretary in powdered wig and cloak, he transported us for a moment to the England of another century. It was very impressive. There wasn ' t a camera aboard that did not take this picture. We wanted to remember it for a long time. WL. 1 39 i BC i ; - ' 5l mfk ' Warn BORDEAUX, FRANCE 1 A 1 tin ' ' ' ' | ' l ' ' l l B _j j Advertising a dance — a la francais. St. Emilion. Where a miracle restored the sight of a little girl — a refuge for persecuted Catholics of another age. What the Hot Dog stand is to Americans. Dear Mom, France was great. Visited the art museum, saw a ballet, and spent most of my time sight seeing . . . The wines age, and with it, the people BORDEAUX, FRANCE This, indeed, was the wine capital of Europe — La maison du vin de Bordeaux. Wherever we went we couldn ' t help but be impressed by the city ' s chief industry nor could we refuse to accept it ' s chief product. We visited the Medoc region and saw how the little grape evolved through many processes to the cork restricted nectar that we know. We saw dark wine cellars, where thousands of bottles of wine aged. We saw great grape presses. We saw the whole sequence. We often heard the waiter say, Voulei vous du vin blanc ou du vin rouge? and though we spoke no French we knew what he meant. It wasn ' t Paris, but we could still sit out on the sidewalk cafe and watch the passing parade. We could still walk down to the Flea Market. on Sunday morning where we could buy anything from a beret to a jacknife with a monkey- wrench in it. St. Andrews Catholic Cathedral was being fixed and there were scaffolds all over it but it still impressed us with its height and magnitude. We spent a day at St. Emilion where we got a good idea of rural France with its narrow, cobblestoned streets and vast grape vineyards. When we left Bordeaux, each of us that had imbibed at all were sure that we were connoisures of wine of rare vintage — and to be honest with you — that was everybody. The Opera House BELFAST AND LONDONDERRY IRELAND Mr. Brown kisses the Blarney Stone to obtain the gift of sweet persuasive eloquence — and one buck from Mr. Dodge. BELFAST Faith and be ' gorra but it rained from the minute we hit the old sod till the day we left. Nevertheless, the beauty of this country couldn ' t help but show through it all. As soon as we moored in Belfast Mr. Brown and Mr. Moynihan were off to spread the faith in Southern Ireland, while the rest of us stayed up north in Ulster to do the same. Mr. Moyni- han went to find his long lost relatives. Mr. Brown went to kiss the Blarney Stone for he bet Mr. Dodge he would. We mostly spent our nights ashore at the Palais dance hall where we did the Irish Jig and tried to adopt ourselves to their ballroom style of dancing. Till now we thought the Scottish girls were the prettiest, but there was something about these young colleens that made it questionable. Maybe it was that brogue you could cut with a knife. We felt important when the Irish Republican Army of Southern Ireland wrote to the govern- ment asking why we couldn ' t go south and visit them. We drank gallons of wonderful Irish made tea and bought yards and yards of Irish linen. We talked and talked with these Irish people, in the stores, on the street corner, everywhere — we just liked to hear the sound of their voices. They had an irresistible charm all their own, and it wasn ' t hard to realize why they, and their country are sung about so much. LONDONDERRY Only two full days were spent in London- berry but it was a milestone in our cruise. This was the halfway mark. It was now goodbye to Northern Europe and an unforgetable experi- ence. We were relieved here by the USS er and the USS Dashiel. We were now to our efforts toward the Mediterranean. Blarney Castle, Country Cork, Eire NAPLES, ITALY See Naples and die someone once said. We thought we might die BEFORE we saw Naples. The Irish Sea had its temper up and tossed us around a bit so we were glad to see the outline of Naples with its sheltering harbor, and brilliant sunshine arise before us. Anchored in the shadows of Mt. Vesuvius, our stay here was just a two day lay over to prepare for opera- tion Italic Sky. The fleet was in and you could tell something big was up. Within shooting distance of such fabled spots as Sorrento, Pompeii and Capri, let alone Naples r itself, there was much to see and too little time in which to see it. But Naples has its effects on you, no matter the time. We remember the thousands of people walking up and down the torn up Via Roma and wondered if Italians ever went inside. We remember the Gallaria Umberto and its displays and knick knacks. We remember roaming vio- linists in restaurants, and people singing in the streets. Spaghetti, ravioli, Italian sausage, and Provallone Cheese found its way into the messhall. Rumor had it that Malvica, Cimino, Carafeno, and Mr. Sollecito put it there. We fueled on Sunday morning, which didn ' t go over too well, and continued getting ready for our next twelve days of operation. We left Naples with much undone and unseen but much remembered — a little apprehensive about our coming exercises but determined nonetheless to do good. ITALIC SKY Operating with the Sixth Fleet Fast Carrier Task Group off Sardinia and Corsica, the Hickox became a superior fighting machine. The sonarmen found the subs, and the torpedo- men hit them. The fire controlmen found their targets, the gunnersmates hit them. The radar- men kept us on station, the radiomen and quartermasters kept us informed. The deck- force refueled and replenished us, the supply men kept us fed and payed. The snipes kept us moving. We replenished, replenished and replen- ished again, at all hours of the night and day. The IMC became Public Enemy No. I and kept bellowing Now set the special sea detail on the bridge, in after steering and in the •Engineering spaces or Now Second Division rig out the Motor Whale Boat. We operated with many different ships. The replenishment group looted like New York City at night — lights as far as you could see. Admiral 31 Knot Burke kept us jumping but he couldn ' t frighten the snipes. They stayed right with him all the way. We were openly congratulated by a sub- marine. Carrier personnel thought at times we were going to submerge. We thought the exercise would never end but finally we were detached to proceed inde- pendently to Genoa, Italy. We had worked hard, were dead tired but were proud that we had made good. Mr. Dodge lays down the law Hey, whirlybirdl Any mail for us? Sometimes it was like this . . Fueling at sea . . . all the drama and tenseness of a Hollywood thriller but most of the time it was like this See Mr. Cobb, no pain, no strain. We took 60 doz. eggs on board like this without breaking one. The destroyer — workhorse of the fleet — screening Anyone see the slug? . . . plane guarding Now, First Division, rig high-line to port juardinc e supply ship — our mechanized mess deck 1 if ■■ A ¥ UJ Isik. AxjucJiy. -zUc xaA in cJ . tkosv . J i o-0-tA i lJ2oU - . (-fo-trk C c Christmas in Second Division compartment. GENOA, ITALY Genoa meant Christmas — away from home — but Christmas just the same. It meant a star on the mast . . . colored lights on the quarter- deck ... a Christmas tree in the compartment ... a good turkey dinner. But Christmas in Italy meant more. It meant a party, for fifty orphans, a brilliantly lighted tree in the Piazza de Ferrari . . . Merry Christmas in Italian . . . the midnight mass in the church of St. Giovanni . . . and thoughts — many thoughts of home. We could visit one of the states along the waterfront — the Texas, the New York, the New Mexico, or the Florida but English there was not the predominant language. In the city itself we saw the home in which Christopher Columbus was born, cnuckled at the Napoleanic dress of the policemen, and came to the conclusion that most everyone here must play the accordian. Some of us left the city and visited Milan, Venice, Florence, the Italian Riveria, the Swiss Alps, or Rome and tried to absorb all the wonderful things that these places had to offer. International Commerce thrived. The junk laden Italian tradesmen and the American white hat continued to try to mentally out joust each other in the middle of the street the seller understanding the word dollar but not too much. The streets rang with Hey Joe, want a salami sandwich? . . . beautiful cameo, Joe, . . . rosary beads? Wanna buy a Berretta, Some got to Rome. The famed cemetery in Genoa. Where the intracacies of a lace design are sculptured to perfection. MARSEILLE, FRANCE Often called the crossroads of the seven seas. Marseille ' s harbor was crowded with fishing boats of all shape and sizes as we moored port side to the Juneau at one of her many quays. We were quite a way from the center of town, but a quick bus ride and we were at fleet landing and the city proper. Fish carts were many in number along the dock with their hundreds of multi-colored and different named fish. The perennial sidewalk cafes were everywhere. Wherever we went, looking up we would see la Basilique Notre-Dame de la Garde, towering over the city. Upon taking the elevator up we found our- selves at the top of the world with the whole seaport spreading out beneath us breathtakingly. This church, still showing the scars of World War II bombs, is dedicated to all those who sail the seas. It was here here that we spent New Years — here that we found Auld Lang Syne among the missing at 2400, on 31 December 1954. The carrier Lake Champlain put on a U. S. O. show while we were here, starring Forest Tucker, Tony Romano, and a group of pretty Hollywood star- lets. Their hangar deck was transformed into a dimly lighted nightclub and we found out that Mr. Sandman was the big song hit back home. So, 1954 was gone and 1955 was here and we were still in Europe. But somehow it seemed that we were rounding the first turn of the last lap. ISTANBUL, TURKEY We fell rather mystic about the whole thing when we anchored opposite a sultan ' s palace in the land of Moslems and mosques. Here we were with another continent, Asia, in sight across the harbor, and, the Black Sea and Rus- sia only a day ' s ride up the Bosphorous. Fleet landing was part of a mosque which unfortunately became enhanced by a whole dead horse floating near the dock which no one seemed to care very much about. We were impressed with the splendor of the Sultan ' s Palace but disappointed to find that the harem was no longer a national institution. We toured the old city and the new city which were separated by two bridges and dis- covered many misconceptions we had of Tur- key. We learned that it is against the law to wear a fei in this country, and that women are no longer permitted to wear veils across their faces. The old city was probably the most interest- ing. We witnessed a Moslem ceremony in one of their churches and saw all the people face Mecca and continually bow with crossed legs. We visited the Sainte Sophia Mosque and the Blue Mosque and had to put on slippers before we went in. We heard and saw two priests at the top of the long thin towers that charac- terize a mosque, alternately calling the people to church in that strange mysterious mode of song they use. We saw a display of priceless Turkish rugs in a museum and wondered which palace floor they had once embossed. We went to the bazaar and found a page from the Arabian Knights. Hundreds of little stores and carts jammed together sold everything imaginable at every imaginable price. We mostly bought brass trays and Turkish cigarette holders, though the favorite was the little silver puzzle rings, over which we went beserk trying to put together. And, oh yes — they had belly dancers, too. No football huddle. Just trying to make out what the guide ' s saying. , '  x GREECE Jk r fc: Jt • • • ' f - -— ' l4 ,jr ' _ ; If E1t ft i l i -« • • i y| :-W « I By the time we got to Salonika, our liberty parties seemed to get smaller. Most of us usually stayed aboard, watched the movie or spent hours trying to figure out where all our money went. Those of us that did hit the beach found the city a very interesting place — a veritable melting pot of many different cultures — both Eastern and Western. In just a twenty minute walk up from the waterfront we passed through modern Western European-style office buildings and stores, through present-day Greek residences, through markets and bazzars that couid be in any Eastern city, and through the old Turkish and Byzantine sections. Churches of different styles were everywhere — St. Georges, St. Demetrios, Saint Paraslsevi, the Church of the Apostles and the Vladactor Monastary. We took a tour to Philippi, where St. Paul is said to have been imprisoned. We spent a wonderful day at the American Farm School, playing football — and drinking milk. Our basketball team got beaten a couple of times by the Greeks aj- the YMCA. Parrish and Elka told us it was because the rules were different. We ate at the Olympus-Naoussa restaurant on Kincy Constauline St., reputed to be one of the best eating places in Europe. People thronged the streets every night — some lining up to see American movies, most just walking back and forth, all in no particular hurry to go anywhere. On the ship we rolled out the carpet for a Greek Gen- eral, an American Consul General, and about a hundred orphans — boys that all look alike with their shaved heads, and who got such a thrill riding on the 40 ' s . . . cute little girls who experienced for the first time drinking from a scuttlebutt. ATHENS, GREECE We Mediterranean moored in Piraeus at Phaleran Bay, with a Dutch ship on one side of us and The USS Hailey on the other. Piraeus meant Athens — the new and the old side by side — its culture, its history — the feeling of being so close to antiquity. A tour of this political, economical and cultural center of Greece took us to the Acropolis, with its famous Parthenon, the Temple of Zeus, the Dionysus theater, where ancient Greek dramas were first performed, and many other fabled monuments of the Greece of old. We all posed for a picture in front of the Parthenon and found that the method of photography was as ancient as our surroundings. The guide was difficult to understand, but it was easy to realize that we were, indeed, in a very historical place. We saw the Panathonic Stadium, scene of the first modern Olympic games, and the flame that is carried for miles every four years to start them. There were many Americans in Athens. More than we had seen in any other place. American magazines could be bought at any newsstand. And as we roamed midst the columns and arches, a strange and exciting feeling came over us. This was our last scheduled port o ' call in Europe. This was the far turn coming into the home stretch, the last round, the ninth inning. When we got underway that last day, there was a wonderful feeling throughout the ship. After we fueled and cast off all lines from the tanker we backed down, swung around, and heard the Navigator say, Recommend course 270. We all knew what that meant. Mr. Harlow and Mr. Bondurant pose by the Parthenon. The Acropolis. The ruins of another era. J3 • wM J£ m | i ' i in VIM 1 ' 1 J J J© The Rock The Azores THE WAY HOME Now there was only a small matter of about 3,000 miles of Blue Lagoon between us and the Mount Hope Bridge — Only 3,000 wet, angry, rocky ... I wish I wasn ' t a lookout . . . stew for chow, miles between us and Gene ' s Cleaners. Our thoughts were of home, and those that would be there waiting, as we pitched along, but we couldn ' t forget for one moment that we were at sea. We felt every inch of the way. We stopped at Gibralter for fuel for a day and got a good look at the bulwark of the Mediterra- nean. We took a tour of the Rock and made our way through its labyrinth of tunnels. We found out that in case of siege, the British could, self-sufficiently remain inside for five years. Hubbard and Harrison had their pictures taken for some English magazine. We found the famous apes that roam the streets at will, but failed to see the Prudential Life Insur- ance sign. Some of us took a quick ride over to Spain, just to say we had been there. We said goodbye to Europe and were off again. Things hadn ' t changed much in a day. It was the same ocean, with the same ideas about the same ship. We got another respite four days later on a little island almost plunk in the middle of the Atlan- tic — Ponta Delgada, Azores.. Once more we had to fuel and had time to see this beautiful little place with its yellow houses and red roofs. 1700 was underway time and at special sea detail it seemed hardly possible that the next time we put foot on land it would be in that land owned by Uncle Sam. To think that once more we would be wrapped in the loving arms of tropical Newport in the winter. To think that once again we could swing from a buoy and ride the boats. To think that seventy- two ' s and forty-eight ' s would once more be a reality. It was unbelievable. HOME ... The Sea THE END February 8th dawned damp and foggy and though to most of the world it was just another Monday that you couldn ' t hang out the wash, to us it was a big day — the day we were going home. The weather cleared later on in the morning and at about 1230, there it wasl We could see it now! Not Stromboli, not the White Cliffs of Dover, but the dim outline of the smallest state in the Union, in the greatest country in the world. It was Newport, R. I. We were to pass through its harbor and continue on to Fall River, Mass., where we would tie up to the USS Cassen Young. It wasn ' t long before we heard someone on the bridge say Mark the lightship abeam to starboard and we all began to think that it was almost worth going away just to experience this thrill of coming home again. Soon we were passing the landmarks that we know so well and they looked better to us than ever. Everyone milled around topside at first, talking and wondering who would be waiting for us. As soon as the special sea detail was set and our call letters went up, we all fell into quarters for entering port. Then we just stood there watching, waiting, and feeling very excited. As we steamed by the familiar Castle Rock, Coddington Point, Mellville and under the Mt. Hope bridge, we had many places and things to remember since the last time we were here. We had been to ten different countries . . . could say thank you in eight different languages . . . were l oaded with shillings, deutsche marks, lira, drachma, krone, francs and guilder but broke in American bucks. We had sets of undress blues that could walk by themselves, white hats ready for the rag bag, enough souvenirs to furnish the Taj Mahal . . . sea stories to bore our grandchildren for years to come. We had nineteen new fathers aboard who had not seen their offspring — somewhere over there on the beach, fifteen brand new little girls and four little boys waiting for their daddys. Pretty soon we started to make our approach and a couple of tugs came out to help us. We could make them out now — all the people standing on the Cassen Young — girls in bright red and yellow coats — some standing with babies in their arms, others waving frantically — children running up and down the deck — parents standing with searching looks on their faces. Everyone smiling. And so at 1407, 8 Feb. 1955, five months and 23,574 miles later, number one line was secured and we were there. The gangway went over, there was a mad rush and when we saw those happy, smiling wonderful American people, we knew we were home. Z.I5 REVBIULE SHIfT f t Sfi 1 HOURS THE GUYS Number one, it ' s ■four beeps done in a sharp and orderly manner, not three . . . it ' s beep-beep, beep-beep, etc. The Caperton — our companions in travel. Lacey, you look so contented. Joe Hubbard keeps his mount shining. Okay, Flange, if you want some that bad, you ' ll get it. f I 20,000 Leagues under the sea. ' O Division, ready for inspection. I wonder it I oughta make him chip it again? ay routine. Let ' s have scrambled eggs tomorrow morning for a change — eh chief? T I. s o-h I£ r w m I The Chief and Moose in our hospital. We welcomed dignitaries everywhere, and the Captain and the Exec, were there to meet them. Can ' t you see me Cimino? Got any haze gray in there? Westriclt caught in a squeeze in a ball game with the Greeks. Moore, Schwing and Miller bang it out in their cubby-hole. Sorry, Rust, but slivers don ' t come under the category of light duty ailments i Request permission to go ashore, sir? Now, if I had had a good lawyer, I wouldn ' t be in here. I don ' t mind the autographs but please leave the uniform alone Those aren ' t spots on the sugar, mother! You ' re putting the dice in the tea. Everywhere we went. Hey, Gapp, you know the langwich ! How do you ask for a date in German? thought you said you bought It for your kid, Doc When it ' s rough at sea, it ' s rough in the wardroom. Need a guide? ALABAMA J. E. COBB 1401 East 7th St., Florala, Alabama W. E. WILSON Route 2 Kennedy, Alabama ARKANSAS H. L. BUTLER 214 Newton St., Camden, Arkansas CALIFORNIA R. C. BEWLEY Oakland, Calif. L. H. FLEISHMAN 1017 So. Ogden Los Angeles, Calif. G. B. LUCE 22 14 No. Caminar El Monte, Calif. CONNECTICUT E. J. CARAFENO 22 Spring Rd. 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