SUNY Maritime College - Eight Bells Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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MUGT 1 5. S ! a .A -e 5. L I I ,rx , I N tx After initial losses from the Academic Board, we plunged into the . - - ' ' the Second Semester. Along with it came blizzards, ammonia gas 1nP ventilating system, St. Patrickls Day and the Irish flag il? the fm tagon Cnot to mention the paradej, and more lifeboat mstruction with Mr. Riser. , As we painted Class of '649' on the ronof of the boatshed. at Kings Point, final exams came around, and then the best Pre-Cruise Dance we ever saw. As we wheeled and spun around.the floor, the blO1'1ClC or brunette was being replaced by our upcoming SSTP-for manl' of us a time replete with unique experiences. Turning to the Northwest off Cape Hatteras, hurricane Diane headed our way with wind and wave, driving us to the Messdeck to cast away freedoms of which we were not aware until their loss. Under the gentle prodding of Lt. Sauve, our IDO,s turned us into cadets. When the upperclass came back we became Mugs, low men on the totem pole. Life for many of us centered around gil SL 2 Hatch, or 'The Hold. The water fights, shaving cream duels, and punches thrown and received served only to form an unbroken bond of unity that has lasted four years. Throwing off the burden of enforced study in the Fort, we pro- ceeded through Academic Restriction, false fire alarms, and swim- ming parties at local bars to Christmas. We all got into the proper Yuletide spirit singing Christmas carols aroundthe Messdeck tree and further celebrated with a set of electric trains in :MQ Hatch. We revelled in delight when Bob Ca.rty's girl became the Campus Queen at the Christmas Dance. 32

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GCR IE Although we now responded to the title of Third Classmen, we were still on the b,ottom of the heap. Striving to paint at least one side of the Gray Whale before we left, we plunged into the activity of Pre-Cruise Week. During this time we were so busy we didn't even think of the eventual farewells and the slipping of the last line, deciding our fate for the next two months. Scrubdown was only one facet of our new life. For the deckies there was the first trip aloft, and for the engineers the initial trip to the more remote parts of the engine room. There was the movie detail. Messman watch, morning stores, and a host of other activi- ties. We ran into a full blown gale and, after cleaning up Charlie Ray's crockery in the Dining Salon, went to the fantail, and in the X S, X tl ...., x X A X s WI! -it If - X A W, V 1- 'Lt 1 I Mfr' ,--- , A , an - . 5.1 I , , S Z., A y 1 I i- ' . J X X ,ff X ,fi X ff ' K .f I X i N 5' , X ,a lf - ' rf X if ' lt 1 lx , T J T N' , x ii 1 'ii A Q X I K- R w' , A K Q , -- 5 If , Q . , -. 'iii fi,-- J' 3 4 aai We - I 'lag V 'w M ' l 'I 3: .I A til 15.22 E 1 Ig! -fl' r - gilt ' ?, g f i 4 u,i s . s .5 1 1 if ei s W te. , r f 1 5 2 XS fy? V if All ,ff , . - xt-,P , is , ,iffy Q g yi' i seas washing over the stern Nineteen days after leavi g New York, the storm troopers disembarked at Southampton and took London. From England we went to Denmark and wonderful Copenhagen. Everything was magnin- Wi, cent in this beautiful city and with a few elephant beers under our belts and throngs on the pier, we bade farewell. Our next port of call, Lisbon, had attractions for everyone from cathedrals and breath- taking views, to an excellent opportunity to ob- serve unique customs in this land of varied folk- WaYS 9-Hd mores. Soon we were bound for Ville- Franche and the Riviera. Not having too much Cash left, many of us spent most of our time on the beach. The exams that faced us on the way back Was easily overcome by our desire to get home and WF Counted the days, hours, and minutes that Sl1PPCd by as this important phase of our Mari- tlme career drew to a close. true spirit of the class, had a limbo party with the n 33 M ,W -Q!