COMBAT PHOTOGRAPHY FROM PARADISE...1971
Boys Who Carried In
This page is devoted to photos
of the early days, as well as any other "first
photos" anyone would care to share.
Welcome to Diego
Garcia, 47 years ago...
Now here's a lost art - docking an LST on a tropical island!
Launching the Causeway
Tugging the Causeway to Shore
Approaching the Causeway
This spot is approximately where the Seaman's Club is now located.
Note the "Welcome" sign.
And the uniforms and beards... ah, Zumwalt's Navy, the good ol' days!
All Done. All Hands, Liberty...
And so what did they see and do then?
They had a beer, and started building the airfield...
Check out Page 2 to see the big picture!
And here's a message from an REAL OLD shipmate on the GC:ROY PERDUE <LST1176USN@aol.com> did my time on the GC 64-68 good to se the good page you done on her. Wish we all could do a reunion.. think about it maybe in kansas that away it would be even from both sides east or west. ROY PERDUE
and another!Apparently, I really am older than dirt since I didn't see a prompt icon for anything prior to 1971, while I was there during 61-63.
Thought of a funny story from the GC, I was OOD or CDO one day while we were back in Portsmouth waiting on the FRAM, a QM-2 named Hozias was POOW and was steadfastly maintaining security on our gangway while pacing up and down near the brow. He was also practicing quickdrawing the 45 caliber pistol and 7 cartridges issued to POOWs, suddenly he whirled while drawing the weapon and found himself confronted by a huge black wharf rat. ("Biggest damn rat I've ever seen, Mr. Edwards. I feared for my life!") Naturally, he completed his drawing efforts by firing and killing the rat. Thereafter the log entry read, " 45 caliber pistol and 6 rounds of ammunnition". The seat of my washed khakis looked rather ragged because the skipper strenously objected to us shooting up the town.
I offered to write the commendation letter for a Navy Commendation Medal for excellent shooting in a time of duress. That only got me a dirty look. What do ensigns know anyway? At least I didn't have to organize a burial detail, we got away with tossing it into the dumpster, after all hands had admired it and we invited the ship's company from across the pier to view our triumph. Don
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