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Sea Stories
Entry May 2008 - Dave Baber - BMSN 64-65
I
have a story that I haven’t seen anywhere yet. We were
tied up at the pier in Naples, Italy during the 1964 Med
cruise. The liberty section had gone ashore hours
earlier and everything had settled back into the normal
routine of shipboard life. It was quite late and a
bunch of us were watching a movie on the mess deck.
Suddenly, our tranquil existence was shattered when the
General Quarters alarm was sounded and someone started
yelling into the intercom for us to go to our stations.
We immediately did as instructed although we mused over the
possibility of the Italians attacking the ship. It did
not seem likely.
It
turned out that one of our rated boatswain mates had
returned to the ship in a very inebriated state (drunker
than heck). When he attempted to come aboard, he
somehow missed the gangplank and plummeted unceremoniously
into the void between the ship and the pier. To top it
off, he was singing (very loudly and very badly) through the
entire ordeal.
Somehow we managed to fish him out of the drink and get him
aboard. We were then ordered to take him forward and put him
in the shower. Actually, we kind of threw him in the
shower but he was a trouper and continued his crooning for
hours. Dave Baber (BMSN 64-65)
Entry November 2008 - Jim Antenucci (62-65)
Every person who proudly served on the “Saggin Sammy B” may
submit their sea stories, tall tales, prevarications, and
outright lies for inclusion on this page. Dust off the
old cobwebs and share the excitement and humor of your
tenure on Roberts. Simply write your story down and send it
to any Association officer. We anxiously await reading
them.
It
was the “storm of all storms.” At least, that’s the
way all of us now remember it. It was December,
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