By Garland Davis
Ike was a Commissaryman, a career Third Class. He had fifteen years in and could retire in another six years. It’s not tha he wasn’t ambitious. He had made Second once, had even took the test for First, but had been busted to third before the results came back.
I was the night baker and Ike was a Watch Captain on one of the Galley watches. We had nothing in common. Ike was in his thirties and I was a seventeen-year-old kid, just out of boot camp. He was my friend for a while. I sometimes went drinking with Ike. He knew places where the bartenders weren’t interested in checking my ID card.
After the ship deployed, he took me under his wing and taught me the ropes in Westpac. He introduced me to the world of dive bars and the PI Wedding Night with the meter running.
After we returned to Port Chicago, the Chief closed the Bakeshop and bought bakery products from a civilian bakery. I was moved to Ike’s watch so the other cook could go on leave.
As cooks, we didn’t stand duty in a duty section. We could go ashore every night if we desired. I usually stayed aboard when Ike and I had to cook breakfast the next morning. Usually, it was me doing the cooking while tried to beat a hangover or sober up napping in the bread room before the Chief arrived.
A couple of weeks after I moved to the galley Ike went UA. We had breakfast the next morning and I decided to stay aboard. I was saving money to go home. I had orders to a Navy school and could get thirty days’ leave before reporting. Ike borrowed ten bucks from me and left with BM3 Pico for the Bank Club.
I cooked breakfast and dinner by myself the next day. No Ike! Actually, he and Pico were gone for 21 days.
When they reported back to the ship Ike told me that he and Pico had caught a ride to Oakland. They drank up all the money they had and mugged a drunk sailor to get money to pay their fare back to the ship. He told me a cop was chasing them and they ran into a rail yard and hid in a boxcar.
The train started and didn’t stop or slow down enough for them to get off until somewhere in Montana. He said they worked odd jobs to get drinking money and bus fare back.
I made third the day Ike was busted to Seaman and sentenced to thirty days in a Red Line Brig. I transferred before he returned to the ship.
I sometimes wonder whatever became of Ike.
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A great story of sailors doing what their next thought is.
I love stories like this!
I entered the US Navy in 1963 and reported to rhe USS Gearing DD 710. Reported to the galley as a designated striker. I did not not go as far as Ike went but did go out a drank a lot and ended going to many Captains Masts. Took me awhile with the guidance of CS2 Robert Banks to get my act together. In those days you saw a lot of shipmates retiring as 3rd class or seaman/fireman. We had a 3rd class Ship Serviceman get busted to seaman because the old man caught him with a bottle of wine in the dryers lint catcher. Three months later he retired as a seaman. The day before he retired washed the old mans laundry with added fiber glass.
When I was mess cooking and worked in the spud locker on the old AKA I was sailing in we had a Second class cook like that…his name was Clancy. Went around all day scaring the beJesus out of young sailors saying, “hey sonny how about a hand job”. Scared me the first time I heard it…young boy outta Oklahoma…I thought Holy Shit!!
He probably made Chief!
I’m glad that you did not follow Ike’s way’s of life. Ike was a Sailor who had a drinking problem and could not control it. I truely believe that, he may have gotten straighten out. I can relate to Ike because during my career I found myself in the same situation. But I took steps and found the way. I retired as a CHIEF with 30 years total service. I have not touch alcohole for 46 years
Nostalgia, Bach in the ‘60s my first tour was onboard an MSO out of Long Beach with a CS3 with 12yrs active duty . He had served in the US Army prior to switching over to the Navy. He had been advanced to SSGT twice reduced in rank twice B4 deciding to give the Navy a try & that his future endeavor would be to do tours of duty in the Air Force & Coast Guard. Lost contact after that — hope he met his goals!