A Publication of the USS Montrose Association
Happy Holidays
Alfonso The Fixer–
Upper
By Tom Gamel
o Good Deed Goes Unpunished!”
How true, how true! Just one of the
life-serving lessons I learned
during my time aboard USS Montrose. The
year was 1966; the place Mickey Finn’s, a well
known ‘speak easy’ in San Diego.
“N
Some of my Navy buds and I were
enjoying cold beer (a lot of beer) and
peanuts (Jimmy Carter’s entire crop that
year) and music. Fred Finn was tickling the
ivories while his gorgeous, blond wife
Mickey sat atop the piano, dangling her long,
shapely legs, singing….whatever it was, it
escapes me now!
All that beer was making me feel pretty
loosey-goosey, growing bolder by the
minute, and, if Fred had gone to the head,
I might of put the move on Mickey.
Finally, since he showed no signs of a
weak bladder, I turned my attention to one
of three reasonably pretty ladies sitting
near us. I zeroed in on the one named
Joanie (the prettiest). Last names can come
back to bite you, so just Joanie. I made a
subtle point of showing her money was no
object by asking her to write her name and
phone number on a crisp, green bill….a one, I
think!
Issue 72
Alfonso (cont.)
Making a long story short, true love flourished despite our being ‘geographic non-desirables’. She was an Elementary School
teacher, living in Anaheim, almost a hundred miles from San Diego. Of course, I asked the Captain if we could change
Montrose’s home port to Anaheim but he got all huffy and said ‘no’. Looking back, I don’t really know what she saw in me.
Joanie was a graduate of Purdue University and I had a G.E.D. (equivalent degree) alla USAFI. She was ‘officer bait’; I was
‘fish bait’. I wasn’t about to tell her about the secret, underground bars for the officers elite.
Every time I had a 72 hour weekend pass, she’d drive to San Diego in her new Pontiac Catalina and take me back to Anaheim,
the most magical place on earth. At nighttime, one of our favorite activities was watching the Disneyland fireworks from her
patio…and setting off a few ourselves. It was all very good for my sense of self worth. She encouraged me to attend college
when my enlistment was up; I just wanted to ravage her… I promised to think about college.
Joanie was a very creative teacher and soon I became “Alfonso the Sailor” for her students. With crayons they’d make
pictures of me aboard ship and write cute little stories of my daring do on the high seas. Joanie stapled them together and sent
them to me. In turn, I’d write back and send pictures. It was great fun for me and , I think, for Joanie’s kids.
True love, of course, knows no boundaries, so when I told her Montrose was steaming to San Francisco, Joanie said, “Not a
problem”, she had school teacher friends in San Francisco (great networkers, teachers). “She’d fly up, stay with them and we
could get together.” Not to be outdone, I told her I had friends there also…civilians even! I called Dan Davis and Chuck
Rodekohr, reservists I’d served with in ’64 and ‘65 aboard Montrose. They now lived in Danville, just over the hill from
Oakland. They and their girlfriends wanted to join us. It was fast becoming a party!
Can’t remember which one of us came up with the idea of fixing Joanie’s girlfriends up with blind dates, but absolutely
knowing it would be a cinch, I flippantly assured her it would be no problem whatsoever. I was sure a couple of love starved
swabbies would jump at the chance of going out with nice, classy girls…for a change! So sure was I, that I figured to wait
and see who was available and who had liberty, so as to get the cream of the crop, so to speak.
One of the great surprises of my life, even to this day, is that I almost, damn near didn’t find dates for those girls. When I’d
ask guys if they’d like to join us, I got a lot of questions: “Is she pretty?”, “Don’t know…I’m pretty sure!”; “A school
teacher?...You gotta be sh_ _ing me!?”, “No, not at all! You’ll have a great time and it’ll improve your vocabulary!” By the
time I’d gotten through the definite refusals, I had to overcome other barriers…mostly money barriers. When I was down to
the last two available sailors aboard Montrose, seemingly the last two on the planet, these boys sensed…realized, they had my
ass over a barrel. In desperation, I gave, not loaned, these derelicts, bribe, drinking, date money, and finally my solemn oath
I would not throw them off the fantail some dark night at sea.
For my life I cannot remember who the second sailor was but I’ll never forget the first one, who, in any rational sense,
would have been my last choice. He was a quartermaster…Again, no names, but he was the drinkingest, fightingest, most
uneducatedest quartermaster I ever knew…..I already said I was desperate.
Now I would have thought any sailor would have taken at least one set of civvies to San Francisco, it being such a classy town
and all. It is almost mandatory for purposes of mingling with civilians, pretending to be one of them, improving one’s chances
for a night of ‘civilian debauchery’. I myself took three changes, thinking one for each night of the weekend….even if it was
with the same civilian girl. The only flaw in my thinking was that neither of these boys had anything to wear but uniforms. In
order to make them look like something other than sow’s ears, I outfitted them with MY clothes, shoes and all. The QM was
short and stocky, so we tucked the slacks under. A little frumpy but better than nothing!
Neither of them would wear my black suede lace ups, which meant I had to. I must have been thinking of Carl (“Blue Suede
Shoes”) Perkins when I bought them. They didn’t have any in blue or I might have compounded the mistake. I prefer to think
they suddenly went out of style after I bought them.
Ten of us gathered at Dan’s girlfriend’s apartment in Oakland. We were sitting there, getting to know one another, as mature
adults and the first thing out of Chuck Rodekohr’s mouth was, “Hey Tom, how far did you have to chase him to get those
shoes?” Of course, everyone turned to gawk. I watched in amazement as my feet turned a 180 and hid themselves under the
sofa. I was beet red and totally at a loss for words. Some time later, I asked Chuck why he did that (I just couldn’t get it out
of my craw). He said he did it to take the attention away from his ugly, brown, slacks and that I should have came back with,
“About as far as you chased him for those pants!”. Clever! Damn him!
As one might suspect, things went further into the dumper as the evening wore on. This was due to the ‘Demon Rum’ and
whatever else the quartermaster was drinking, which was anything he could get his hands on. We were at the ‘Galleon’, a
Alfonso (cont.)
classy Oakland restaurant near the bay and our sloppy, loud drunk was fast overriding the expensive ambiance. I seem
to remember his schoolteacher date trying to cut her wrist with a butter knife. My Joanie was used to handling unruly
children and attempted to take control. She took his drink, moved it about two feet from him and said, in a measured, yet
commanding voice, “Now there, there is your drink, whenever you need it.” He was quiet for a moment, just staring at her
(I tensed, ready to cold cock him). Suddenly he reached out, gracefully picked up his drink, downed it in one gulp, carefully
setting the empty glass back on the table and said, “And there it is again!”. I laughed out loud, thinking it was pretty funny for
a falling down drunk (Hey, I was still a sailor!) and maybe a little relieved I didn’t have to get physical with him…or him, me!
I don’t remember anything else about that night. I may have gotten drunk myself in order to forget the whole fiasco.
Somehow, everyone got back to where they belonged. I know because I saw them later; everyone but Joanie’s girlfriends.
Wonder if she ever saw them again?
I’m older, wiser now, and would’ve handled the situation much differently. Now, I would have dated all three schoolteachers
at once, which would’ve enabled me to wear the ‘good’ shoes. That would’ve shown ‘Mr. Smarty Pants, Chuck’ a thing or
two…or three! Ah yes, a young Tom (Hugh Hefner) Gamel dating the triplets. As an added bonus, it would have removed any
need (and expense) for those other guys. OR, barring that, on the way back to the ship, I might likely stop on the highest part
of the Oakland Bay Bridge, drop the quartermaster…and maybe the other guy…and for sure, those black suede shoes into the
dark, cold, shark infested waters of San Francisco Bay.
As my enlistment drew to a close I developed a case of cold feet. I wasn’t ready to buckle down and settle down to four years
of college and the possibility of marriage…just yet. It was inevitable Joanie and I would drift apart. Sadly, our love affair
ended. Sometimes I wonder how Joanie came up with the name, Alfonso. I’d have preferred something like, “Thomas the
Thea Faring Thailor”, thus keeping my real perthona. Can’t ask her about it; suffering from a broken heart (I suspect), she
later married a Navy man and moved away to Texas. I take some small comfort in realizing, I spoiled Joanie…for anything
but a seagoing, swaggering, fun-loving, adventurous, military type, ‘man of the world’…from Texas even!
PRESIDENT’S LETTER
SEASON GREETINGS. First I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving, and
Vickie and I want to wish each of you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
I do know that this coming year will be terrific because it is our reunion year. Big
Mac has made all the arrangements and the setting will provide for a wonderful time.
I would like to ask you to make your reservations as soon as possible to make Mac’s
job of scheduling and coordinating as easy as possible. All the information for your
planning is contained in this newsletter and on the Montrose website. Also, if you have
not let me know if you’re playing golf in Las Vegas, please let me know. At this point
we have about twelve players signed up and we will be playing at the Nellis Air Force
Base; home of the Thunderbirds.
I know many of our members have served on other ships during their naval service.
There is an interesting website, www.hullnumber.com, that allows you to join and look
for past shipmates. Registering and using this site is FREE and worth checking out.
As always please let us know of any sickness and God forbid death among our
members.
Have a safe and wonderful holiday season.
Bob
Veterans Helping Veterans
by Bill Forbes
W
ayne Lamond told me about a Montrose Plankowner who lives in Bakersfield, California. Wayne said that Jim
McAdams was chosen by a group called Honor Flight Kern County for an all-expenses paid trip to Washington,
D.C. and a visit to the World War II Memorial there. But because there was another WW II vet in the area who is
apparently in failing health and wanted to go on the trip, Jim gave up his seat to accommodate his fellow veteran. I had to call
Jim and find out more.
Jim McAdams served on board Montrose from 1944 to 1945. He was a Seaman First Class when he went aboard. He later
became a Store Keeper. He said there were three others from Bakersfield on board at the time but he didn’t know them before
enlisting in the Navy. In later years he would be the Best Man at one of those shipmates’ wedding. He would spend the rest of
the war on board Montrose; going through the battles that led up to and included the invasion of Okinawa.
Jim remembers the time the war correspondent Ernie Pyle landed with the troops on the
island of Ie Shima. The famous correspondent, who was known and loved by nearly every
American, would not survive the day. He was killed in the battle. Jim says everybody on
board was shocked at the news.
An even bigger shock would come later in the war when the news arrived that President
Franklin Roosevelt had passed away. Jim says people were not only shocked
but scared. He said they were scared because they didn’t know if this loss would affect the
anticipated invasion of Japan.
Jim remembers the day they got the news that the war was over. He said they shot off guns
and yelled and enjoyed the day. Then he said, “We were at the International Dateline so
we said, ‘we can do this again tomorrow.” So they had two days of celebration at sea.
The war was over but Jim faced one more battle; a battle that nearly killed him. Shortly
after Montrose returned to Mare Island, Jim had an attack of appendicitis. Because of an
infection, he had to spend 28 days in the hospital. He said he almost died. All these years
later it was easy to laugh when I pointed out that he survived the war only to return home
to nearly die from an infection he picked up in a hospital. Apparently the only thing that
saved Jim’s life back in 1945 was the recently discovered wonder drug penicillin.
Jim McAdams circa 1944
Something else that he remembers about his time in that Mare Island hospital is the attitude of the wounded Sailors he
met there. He said there were cases of Sailors who had lost an eye or a limb and they were undergoing rehabilitation. But
according to Jim, they still knew how to laugh and enjoy life.
Fast forward 67 years to 2012. Although Jim gave up his seat on the first Honor Flight Kern County, he was on the second
flight to Washington, D.C. in November. I had a chance to chat with him just a couple of days after he returned from that
trip. To say Jim was impressed would miss the mark. He used words like fabulous, breathtaking and overwhelming.
When the chartered plane was preparing for takeoff from the Bakersfield airport, fire engines fired a water salute, enveloping
the aircraft. Jim’s wife Velma would tell him later than when the plane was airborne, it sparkled in the sun.
When the 93 WW II veterans landed at Dulles Airport in Washington, D.C., they received another water cannon salute from
fire engines. Once inside the airport, they were greeted by people who were carrying American flags. Jim said “They treated
us so nice; they hugged us.”
The three day trip included visits to the Lincoln Memorial, the Korean War Memorial, the Vietnam War Memorial, the Tomb
of the Unknown and a visit to the Capitol. At the capitol they were greeted by their U.S Representative Kevin McCarthy, who
just happens to be the Majority Whip. They also met Congressman Paul Ryan, House Majority Leader Eric Cantor and
House Speaker John Boehner. But the big event was the visit to the WW II Memorial.
Jim’s group had their picture taken in front of the Field of Stars. That’s a wall of 4,000, three dimensional gold stars, said to
represent the 400,000 American casualties of the war. Jim called it “breathtaking” and said, “It got to me a little bit.”
Veterans Helping Veterans (cont)
Before leaving Washington, the group visited the Navy Memorial and the Air Force Memorial. Before their take-off from
Dulles Airport, they had a chance to visit the Air and Space Museum annex there. This is an extension of the original Air and
Space Museum near the Washington Mall. One of the several airplanes on display is the Enola Gay, the plane that dropped the
first atomic bomb on Japan. That bomb was the beginning of the end of the war in which these men had fought and survived.
On the way home their plane stopped in Fayetteville, Arkansas to refuel and then on to Bakersfield. As they were leaving
Fayetteville, a recording of the Andrews Sisters singing one of their WW II hit songs was played. The next announcement was
“Mail Call.” Letters to these veterans had been written by school kids from Bakersfield thanking them for their service. One
seven year old boy thanked Jim for “saving my world.” Included in the 30 letters Jim received were some from his wife, son
and grandkids. Jim said, “I started bawling again.”
Upon their return to the Bakersfield airport the group was met by a band that played all of the military service songs. It was
obvious in the tone of Jim’s voice that this was a trip of a lifetime. Speaking of the Honor Flight Kern County, he told me,
“Not in my whole life could I imagine what it would be like.” His feeling of patriotism was so clear when Jim told me, “I love
my country so much.”
After 28 years in the automobile business, having retired in 1991from the local Cadillac dealership, Jim told me, “My life is
full and Velma has made the difference, except when she beats me playing golf.”
During this recent trip, Jim McAdams had a second chance to feel that warm camaraderie that exists in the company of a
tight group that has been through so much together. The first time was his World War II experience on board USS Montrose
(APA 212). Although he knew only a half dozen of these veterans before the trip, he said the 92 other men on this flight are
now just like shipmates.
Jim said he hopes to make it to the Las Vegas reunion next year. I know he’ll feel the camaraderie that comes with our
Montrose get together. I’ll be surprised if he isn’t still talking about his Honor Flight Kern County.
...and a hand salute to our
association members who, throughout the
year, take the time to send in their cards and
letters, sea stories and photos. You are the ones
who continue to make 'Ramblin Rose' possible,
with entertaining stories, reunion updates,
crew lists and other info.
The staff extends our special
'Thanks' and ask you to
please continue with
your wonderful efforts
in 2013.
Going Through A
Typhoon With A Set Of China
In The Hold
ere we are looking forward to the year 2013. That’s less than a month away. Where in
the world has the time gone? Think about it; our time on Montrose was in the 1900s.
That’s the last century. Most of us look forward to a new year during this season but a
lot of people in our generation, myself included, tend to also look back on our lives as we are
about to plunge headlong into a new year. My time in the Navy and on Montrose will always
be among the highlights of my life. However, it’s not only during the New Year holiday that we
think about how lives have been changed by our Navy time. In addition to our biennial reunions,
Memorial Day and Veteran’s Day are two other very important calendar events to us and are
also times to reflect. I bring this up now because of a newspaper article in the Iola, Kansas
Register that came to our attention.
H
Shipmate Jay Thyer, a Radioman on Montrose from 1958 to 1962, was among veterans
interviewed on Memorial Day this year. He was good enough to answer our call to
shipmates for input for the newsletter. For those of you who knew Jay
back in the day, you won’t be surprised to know that he continued
serving over the years. While he wasn’t in the military, he served his
community as a police officer in Iola for 31 years. For the last five
of those years he was Chief of Police.
c
Bill “M Scrooge” Forbes
Among the things Jay told the newspaper reporter, two of them
immediately reminded me of my Navy days. The first was Montrose
sailing through a typhoon. “…all of the crew were sequestered in the ship’s
innards”, Jay recalled. “Anyone who would have gone out would have been washed overboard.” Having gone through typhoon
Maria on a tin can in 1958, I can fully relate to the memory. Those of you who went through that typhoon with Jay are either
telling your family about it right now or you will tell them later. I’ll bet most of you didn’t think at the time…”You know, when
I’m retired I’m going to be sitting comfortably at home telling my wife about this experience.” Hey, I went through a typhoon
too so I know that’s not what you were thinking back then. Some might have thought at the time, “What in the world was I
thinking when I joined the Navy. The recruiter never told me about typhoons.”
The other thing that sparked a memory was when Jay’s wife told the newspaper reporter about the prized set of China that Jay
bought during a Montrose stop in Okinawa. It too made it safely through the typhoon. That set of china sparked a memory
because I bought more than one set of Noritake china myself during those days. Jay’s wife Sharon said, “Jay paid $35 for the
whole set, including two turkey platters and bowls.” (I guess those platters and bowls are a big deal. Not knowing my way around
the kitchen I wouldn’t have a clue). Years later when Sharon was shopping for a wedding gift, the bride-to-be had registered for
Noritake china. Guess what; the price of one plate was $14. ONE PLATE for this $35 full set of china. I wonder what a turkey
platter cost. I would be willing to bet the farm that Jay and I aren’t the only two Montrose Sailors who bought Noritake china
back in our Navy days.
These are the stories that bring back those wonderful memories we have from our days in the Navy. Come on; admit it, at least
one of these two events brought back fond memories. There’s a good chance you’re smiling right now. How about now?
You too can bring a smile to shipmates when you send Tom Gamel or me your memories from USS Montrose (APA 212).
Aaaahhh, the good ‘ol days!
YOUR FEEDBACK
any thanks Dr. Judge for your explanation (issue 71)
of the aberrant behavior of the Junior Supply Officer
I served with aboard the USS Montrose in the 1960's. I
have always mistakenly attributed his behavior to the many hours
he had spent on the gridiron, perhaps without the benefit of a helmet.
As one who was forced to deal with said behavior on a daily basis, I
would have gladly made any sacrifice to assure that he had his pasta fix
weekly, or daily if necessary, if only I had been aware of your research. It
is my sincere hope that upon his return to civilian life he has continued
to follow your sage advice and become a more mellow fellow.
M
H.D. Palmer – Supply Department
From The Editor
A heartfelt ‘Hand Salute’ to Jim McAdams for his memories of World War II and for his recent
experience honoring WWII veterans. Additional thanks go to Bill Forbes for interviewing Jim and writing
it all down so well. It is nice to realize Americans still know how to honor their veterans. The elementary
student letters were wonderful. The seven year old boy thanking Jim for “saving my world” was
particularly touching. We should all reflect from time to time and remember our WWII vets, because they
did, indeed, save our world.
Just as an aside, Jim, the wonder drug, Penicillin, not only saved lives, it saved some of us in the 60’s a great
deal of embarrassment.
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To our shipmate, Jay Thyer, a big “Thanks for the Memories”. The editor tried to ‘do the math’ as to costs
of Noritake China, ($35 a set) then and ($15 a plate) now…to no avail. But, when one figures what a buck
would buy in 1958 compared to what it will now, nothing’s really changed all that much. $35 was a month’s
(or more) pay back then!
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A Very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from the staff (Bill, Tom, and Don) of Ramblin’ Rose.
Remember to start the year off right by sending us your ‘sea stories’, memories and photos. It’s
your newsletter. You are what keep it and us going.
Time Is Short...so now is the time, not later, to register for Reunion 2013
in, where else, Las Vegas! Las Vegas, the entertainment capitol of the world,
and we're signed up exclusively at the Orleans Hotel & Casino for a mere $32.00 per
night. And that's just for starters. Don't miss out on the fun and and a chance to
renew friendships with your old shipmates and acquaintances. See the reverse side of the
memorabilia page for registration form and details. Don't miss out!
U.S.S. Montrose Association
P.O. Box 55
Dauphin, PA 17018
Forwarding & Return Address Requested
OFFICERS…………
PRESIDENT
Robert Hahn
7512 Pon Kan
Punta Gorda, FL 33955
(941) 575-9597
VICE PRESIDENT
Stephen Spohn
1079 Deerpath Ln.
Dauphin, PA 17018
(717) 921-8712
ARCHIVIST
Mike Campbell
9 Pond Road
Canton, CT 06019-2624
(860) 930-5882
VETERANS AFFAIRS
Andrew Garraghan
1441 S. 68th St., Apt 248
Milwaukee, WI 53214
(414) 607-0182
Sadly, aboard Montrose, another
Christmas came and went, with
hardly anyone in line for the ever
so colorful 'Alton Boykin Festive
Holiday Fruit Medley'.
MEMBERSHIP CHAIRMAN
Stephen Spohn
P.O. Box 55
Dauphin, PA 17018
CHAIRMAN, REUNION 2013
Russ McDonald
10072 Bonser Avenue
Garden Grove, CA 92840
(714) 636-6267
NEWSLETTER
Tom Gamel
[email protected]
(626) 369-5344
Bill Forbes
[email protected]
(760) 994-7981
SECRETARY
Keith Marlatt
4228 Encino Dr.
Ft. Wayne, IN 46816
(260) 447-5927
TREASURER
Larry Terracino
2724 Astaria Ave.
The Villages, FL 32162
(352) 750-1712
SHIP STORES
Wayne Lamond
511 Devon Rd.
Norwood, PA 19074
CHAIRMAN, BY-LAWS
Arnie Wegher
23836 Currant Dr.
Golden, CO 80401
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