Yep, if you are from there it is ‘All Benny’. Anyway I reported into my new duty station. I liked the crew and the Old Man right away.We had a couple ‘Mustangers’ (Officers that had came up thru the ranks.) Lcdr Joslin was my officer in charge and he was a Mustang. Officers up to the rank of Lt. commander are addressed by rank, sir or Mr. Mr. Joslin became a good friend and was always a good leader. My Chief in charge was Senior Chief Dan Doughton. What a great guy, he was also a family man with a great family.
Our little family lived at a state camp ground until housing became available. It was only a couple weeks and then we assigned a great 3 BR home. We then notified the furniture company to send our STUFF on down.
It arrived and we were a little embarrassed at our furniture ignorance, We had bought three master bed room suites. They had 6 & 7 feet dressers and large chests of drawers, the boys small rooms were FULL! But we really didn’t care we were beginning to enjoy late night shopping if we wanted and TV around the clock.
Speaking of TV’s. We bought one with a remote tuner (there was a time when they did not even exist?). Remember there was 13 channels on the tuner and we could point to the TV and click it and it would turn the dial, ‘click, click, click,etc, as it went thru the channels. If you were moving to channel 8 and mistakenly went to 9, you had to go all the way around again, it was called an analog tuner, today they are digital.
We had our own pecan tree out back, and it wasn’t far to the base and my work. The boys raced Moto-cross.
They entered school, Jack was in High School and Mark still in Middle School.
I was assigned there to teach, but I was required to go thru the school to learn ‘how’ I was going to teach the stuff I already knew from Shipboard use. I taught two or three 6 week classes before the final closure.
When the base moved the Intelligence command for security reasons has to move itself, so we were doing a lot of shredding and burn runs. This also presented a family problem, Sherry and the boys were sent to Key West before I was able to go, this time things were reversed, they were living in paradise a couple months before me, this time. .
Thanks for coming this way.
This time there was no ocean to separate us, so we could drive down. Folks, Florida is a long state. From Albany to Key West is about 700 miles that is 12-13 hours driving. But to see your love, it ain’t that far!
This Pickup got about 14 mpg. It had a big V8 in it.