THE  SCUTTLEBUTT

 

The Newsletter of the

USS Buchanan (DDG-14) Association

 

September, 2004

 

Vol VI.  No. 3    http://www.uss-buchanan-ddg14.org    Editor: David B. Malone

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NEXT REUNION

Our next reunion site has been selected by majority vote of association members.  The site will be Branson, Missouri, to take place in late May or early June of 2006.  Tim Nightingale is planning the reunion and will be forthcoming with details.  All members are encouraged to check the association website from time to time for details.  The link to the reunion page on our website is http://us-sailors.com/Reunions/index2006.htm .

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THE PASSING OF TWO SHIPMATES

It is with a sadness and heavy heart that I inform you of the death of Frank Manis, former OS3 and Buchanan crew member.  Frank died of a massive heart attack in his home in West Hollywood, California on Monday, August 2nd.

 

Frank was born and raised in southern California, and joined the Navy in 1976.  He served aboard USS Schenectady (LST-1185) before coming to USS Buchanan in 1978.  Frank deployed to WestPac and SouthPac with the ship in 1979 before helping bring her into the yards in Long Beach for routine overhaul in November, 1979.  Frank reenlisted in 1980 and transferred to the commissioning crew of USS Sides (FFG-14).  He later served aboard USS Okinawa (LPH-3) before leaving the Navy in 1986 as an OS2.

 

Frank lived and worked in West Hollywood as an apartment manager.  He also had a weekly broadcast on a local radio station and was active with his church.  He was involved in veterans activities, working actively in the USS Buchanan (DDG-14) Association.  He was also a co-founder and president of the Adams Class Veterans Association, an organization working towards the saving of a Charles F. Adams Class DDG for museum purposes.

 

Frank was my best friend in the Navy.  My memory is crowded with images of him.  On duty, standing endless hours on watch together in CIC.  On details, painting bulkheads on the 02 level.  On liberty together.  In San Diego, buzzing all over town in his 67 mustang. Visiting his family in LA.  Overseas on WestPac, in ports all over the pacific...New Zealand too.  Frank was a great friend and a beautiful human being, and he will be missed.

 

For those that wish to, donations may be made to Frank's church in his memory for the Military Ministry that Frank help to start.  Checks should be made payable to MCCLA.  In the memo section please write "In Memory of Frank Manis" so that the check may be identified properly.  If anyone would like tax-deductible statements, it is imperative that you include your full name and address as well.

           

 

Checks may be sent to:

 

Reverend Neil Thomas

Metropolitan Community Church, Los Angeles

8714 Santa Monica Blvd.,

West Hollywood, CA 90069

 

We lost another shipmate earlier in the year, with the news just reaching us.  SM1 Jerry Tanguay died at his home in Olongapo, Republic of the Philippines on April 22nd of this year, having suffered from a heart attack.  His death notice was picked up in a veteran’s magazine by Michael Norrod, who obtained more information from Jerry’s post commander in Olongapo. Jerry was from Nashua, NH and served aboard Buchanan during my time.  He was one of the saltiest sea dogs I ever saw.  Tanguay was one of those guys who had an endless supply of sea stories, most of which were guaranteed to bring tears to your eyes.  And he had the absolutely whites dungarees I ever did see.  He must have washed them the old fashioned way by tying stops to them and dragging them aft over the fan tail.  They were so bleached out that barely any trace of the indigo dye remained.  When Tanguay was on the signal bridge, you definitely knew who was in charge up there.  Many was the time when I was told to “get my *ss back aft of the flag bag!” whenever a signal drill was in progress or we were involved in some sort of maneuver.  To sum it all up, Tanguay was the consummate professional sailor...the epitome and image of the fleet sailor.

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TREASURER’S REPORT

 

PAID MEMBERS (44)

Acosta, Javier; Alexander, Ted; Baile, Bruce; Beinke, Phil; Borg, Gene; Botti, Bill; Browning, Rob & Marian; Boyle, Tim; Casmier, Dave; Cotant, Mike; Crisp, George; Egge, Dennis; England, Carl; George, David; George, Ken; Ginter, Roger;  Heffernan, Michael; Heisler, Tim; Hoermann, Richard; Kern, Tom; Kupec, Cole; Looney, Glenn; MacAdam, Mac; Malone, Dave; Manis, Frank; Marak, Ron; Mezori, George; Myers, Dean; Nepper, Jerry; Nightingale, Tim; Probus, Ed; Proctor, Lou; Rudisill, Terry; Schaefer, Larry; Sheridan, Tom; Smeltzer, Steve; Taylor, Jim; Tom, Phillip; Ursich, Al; Wallace, Jim; Wihera, Victor; Yow, Tom; Ziesmer, Jim; Zimmermann, Dick

 

 

NEW MEMBERS SINCE JUNE 2004

Alexander, Ted                       LCDR (XO)        69 - 71

Boyle, Tim                              ETC (SW)         85 - 90

Crisp, George                         RD3                  65 - 67

MacAdam, Mac                      HMC                 74 - 77

 

 

TREASURER’S REPORT

Balance 1 July 2004                  $3,300.87

Dues                                            218.00

Ship store sales                            188.35

Ship store expenses                     -372.77

Balance 30 Sept 2004               $3,334.45

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THE SHIP’S STORE

Rob Browning, our Ship’s Store operator, has more copies of Buchanan, Who Needs You available.  For the uninitiated, Buchanan, Who Needs You is a Navy training film which was made in 1964, and stars our beloved DDG-14 in the role of the multi-purpose tin can.  If you weren’t aboard at the time, you probably saw the film in boot camp.  In addition to VHS, the movie is now available on DVD.  Both sell for $15.00, plus Shipping and Handling (S&H).  S&H is as follows.  Purchases 0 to $15.00 = $3.85 S&H, $15.01 to $25.00 = $540 S&H, and $25.01 and up = $6.40 S&H..

 

And speaking of S&H, the Ship’s Store is having a Christmas sale.  All sales from October 1st through Christmas Day will be free of S&H.

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NOW ON THE BUCHANAN...

Moments in the life of USS Buchanan (DDG-14), taken from the ship’s annual reports.

 

Thirty five years ago... 1969

From 18 September till 19 October, BUCHANAN remained in a leave and upkeep status. On 20 October the ship began an extensive TAV witht the U.S.S. SAMUEL GOMPERS (AD-37) which lasted till the end of the year. During this time extensive retubing and rebricking of all boilers was accomplished and the ship underwent an INSURV inspection from 24 to 26 November.

 

Thirty years ago...   1974

Following her visit ship duties, BUCHANAN entered an extensive upkeep period which lasted through the first week of September. During the this period, the ship received the word that BUCHANAN had won the annual competition for the Commander Cruiser Destropyer Force, Pacific, awards for excellence in the fields of Anti-Submarine Warfare, Missiles, Gunnery, Operations, and Engineering. It was also during this time frame that BUCHANAN was announced as the winner of the Pacific Fleet's Arleigh Burke Fleet Trophy for being the most improved unit in the area of combat readiness.

 

Fifteen years ago...  1989

BUCHANAN was underway again from 25 - 29 September for four days of local operations and on 7 - 11 October the ship was in San Francisco Bay for San Francisco's Fleet Week.

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SEA STORY OF THE QUARTER

 

The Bar Glasses

By Dean Myers, ETR2, 1971-75

Once upon a time --- What am I doing? The statute of limitations has long expired, so I can tell the truth.

It was 1974 and we were just completing a WESTPAC cruise, stopping at Yokosuka, Japan, before heading home. We had Monday off, as it was Washington’s Birthday, so we went to the exchange and bought the last of our goodies, stereos, speakers, cameras, etc. Then three of us, two Radiomen (Rick Dragoo and Dave Barnswell) and I, went into town for our last night of I&I before getting underway in the morning for San Diego.

At the first establishment we stopped in, we discovered that the cost of beer was higher than we expected. So we drank one beer and tried another bar, only to find that the price there was the same as at the first bar.

 

 

As the night progressed someone decided that as much as the beer was costing us, we must be paying for the glasses too. We started slipping the empty glasses up our jumper sleeves. When the bar ran out of glasses, we left.

As the night went of course, we never got to the second “I”. Besides, we probably couldn’t afford it anyway.

As the three of us walked through the gate, we each had six glasses up each sleeve of our jumpers. I believe it was Dave who, when he put his ID back into his wallet, had an accident. All six glasses in one sleeve fell out and shattered noisily on ground, making the Marine at the gate wonder what had just happened. All of us walked a little faster to clear the area before he figured things out.

When we reached BUCHANAN, the ladder in the forward ship’s passageway down to Forward Crew's Berthing had been removed - they were painting behind it. No, we did not fall down the hole, thinking the ladder was there - we were drunk but not stupid.

So we had to go into the passageway towards the Wardroom, and down the ladder to Forward Officers' Country, and come out at the Forward Head over the sonar. When Rick stepped onto the top rung of the ladder and reached for the handrails, he let go of his sleeves and the glasses from both arms came out. The peaceful midmorning silence of the ship was suddenly broken as 12 glasses bounced and smashed on each of the metal ladder steps as they made their way to the deck below.

This created a noise that to us drunks sounded like the earth was exploding. As the metal rungs of the ladder vibrated like tuning forks, we realized we had probably just woken up half the officers aboard, with the assumption that those in After Officers' Berthing may not have been affected too much.

So we did what came natural - we ran. We were down the ladder and out of officer’s country in seconds. None of the officers had looked out in time to see who we were, so we went straight to our berthing areas, kicked off our shoes, crawled into our racks, hid under our blankets, and pretended to be asleep in the event we had been followed.

Nothing ever happened - we figured the next morning there would be an investigation into who had made the noise and mess, or at least someone bitching about being woken up - but not a word was said about it.

I have to assume that either we were the first ones to return from liberty, which I find hard to believe, or everyone else had just as much to drink as we did, and was able to sleep through it.