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What a dork! My San Diego boot camp photo taken in late 1964. |  |
Foolin' around with one of my Jason buds in early 1965. |
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Working real hard to hold up that bulkhead on the Jason in early 1965. | | Doing some "maid service" duties on the Jason in 1965. |
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Enjoying another day at sea on the Jason in early 1965. |  |
Wanna bite of my apple? Photo taken at LAX in the summer of 1966 while waiting for my plane to take me back to Hawaii. |
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Photo taken in the Falgout snipe berthing area after a hard day's work in 1967. |  |
What the heck are all these guages and switches for? Standing a switchboard watch in the B2 engineroom on the Falgout in 1967. |
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Nick the "chowhound" getting some chow on the Falgout in 1967. |  |
Standing yet another switchboard watch in the B2 engineroom on the Falgout in 1967. |
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Poor homesick Nick on the Falgout messdecks writing a letter home to his mama in 1968. |  |
Me trying to look cool while I was topside during a storm out at sea on the Falgout in 1968. |
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Relaxing on the Falgout in 1968 while in our homeport of Pearl harbor, Hawaii. |  |
The fearless Falgout sailor hanging on for dear life during a storm in 1968. |
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Photo taken in Taiwan in 1968 while on the Falgout. |  |
Hey, check out this monster 3" gun! Only 13" more and we'd be a battleship, heh heh. Taken in Pearl in 1968. |
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Trying to look like a real sailor. In Pearl 1968. |  |
A very manly pose, heh heh. In Pearl 1968. |
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Smoking my new pipe next to the peashooter. In Pearl 1968. |  |
I'm showing my pal Jack that I was the boss! In Pearl 1968. |
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Me and my bud, Jim Blanchard,
having a smoke outside. (Photo courtesy of Jim Blanchard
EN2) |
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Me enjoying the view of Pearl Harbor in 1968. |
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Nick the thirsty sailor soaking up some suds at Fort DeRussy near Pearl in 1968. Looks like an ad for Bud beer, doesn't it? |  |
Assuming my usual working mode in the EM shop on the Falgout in 1968. |
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A whole lot of years after my Navy days! |  |
Elizabeth, the love of my life and my
Commanding Officer for the past 38 years. |
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