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USS Shannon DM-25
call sign NUHQ
My first taste of sea duty. Reported on board early January 1947 and
remained a crewmember until my obligated service was up in May 1948. This
was to be my first tour aboard Shannon.
Believe it or not, I was sea sick before we got out of sight of land en route from Charleston, SC to New Orleans and on to Colon, CZ in early 1947. All during both my tours, Shannon served as the flagship of Commander, MinDiv2 flagship
My first permanent job aboard Shannon was as a messcook....known to Beetle Bailey as "kp". In fact, of my first 7 months of naval service after finishing boot camp was....you guessed it...Messcooking. I thought I was never gonna get outa there. Finally I did and was transferred to the Auxilliary Gang...where I was just a warm body, and engine room watch-stander..a "gopher". During this period, we made a trip to Africa via Recife, Brasil to celebrate Liberia's 100th anniversary. We arrived in Monrovia and was amazed that people live in the squalor and filth that most of these people did...At this time, indoor toilet facilities was maybe a hole in the floor, and I am not kidding...At one bar close to the capital building in Monrovia, I witnessed and used this "facility" after drinking a few beers...bottled of course. We drank no water there...only bottled drinks, and believe me, I ate all my meals aboard ship.
We spent a week there and then left for Dakar, Senegal (French West Africa) and spent a few days learning more about Africa.
We returned home to Charleston, and remained in port the remainder of my time aboard. Just before my service ended, I was transferred TAD to USS Fitch DMS-25, who was shorthanded. We went to KeyWest and on to New Orleans for a few days of their Mardi Gras, then overnight we steamed to Mobile Alabama to help them celebrate their Mardi Gras week. While there, I boarded the L&N's Hummingbird and took an overnight trip to Birmingham to visit my Uncle Joe and Aunt Margaret. Sure surprised them...but was only able to stay 4 hours then back on a train to Mobile again. (Who said kids weren't crazy??...but then I was only barely 21). We had a great time in Mobile, and we did put down lots of beer. Then back to Charleston and discharge.
When I left ship upon the completion of my 2 year enlistment, shortened to 20 months for "downsizing", I was still Seaman Apprentice (SA)...the lowest of the lowly.
I went home with my $300 mustering-out pay...happy to be away from making $50 a month for lots of paint chipping, gophering and messcooking...and believe me, all those jobs are HARD, monotonous jobs. Went back to Alabama to spend the summer with my mom and relatives, and just chilled out...doing nothing but drawing my unemployment.
Come September, I went back to enroll in Berea College for my sophomore year, finding my old room-mate Harry Shaw and all my other friends were now Seniors....and also that my girlfriend, Mary Lou Smith was now enthralled with someone else. Not to worry..I was now a world traveler, having been to the bright lights of far-away foreign ports of call...Recife,Brasil, Monrovia Liberia Santos, and
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