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This me, Sharkey at the Rota Naval base when we first arrived in 1960 to begin a cruise. 19 years old, arrogant, probably a snot nosed kid. About a year later, qualified, I was finally humble enough to be called a real "Bubblehead." God bless all the great guys I served with who took the time to do that to me, make a man out of me I mean. |
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Moored stern to, Med style in Naples, 1960, liberty time. I hope to ID all the guys soon. I took the pic. |
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Moored in Porto Portugal summer 1960 and all hands are ashore, ceptin us kids. The tides ran 18 feet or so here. |
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Me in the middle with two other kids down in the crater of Vesuvius, Naples. Went to see the newly discovered ruins of Pompei after this. |
Geez, what a punk! Note the lack of belt or anything Naval at all. We alongside fuelling in Rota here, I look like a gangbanger does today. Also note the new dungarees. I was a a EM and as such I went through 2-3 pairs of them a month crawling around on top of the battery cells. Acid. They even look shiny! |
Good shot of the Tusk in Naples Med moored. Tell Cowboy the numbers were both welded and painted regularly by me! Also a curious note: At sea we never took down the ensign aft. It would submerge with us, still flying. Standard practice? |
That is the COB, Italian named guy. I think he got off soon after as I remember a "Ski" as the COB. I hope the guys like these. I have many more. - Sharkey
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