YN3 (E4) Jerry Stamps: Jerry was a flying buddy who flew over on the same aircraft all the way from San Francisco to Guam. He was a drinking buddy and general good friend while waiting for housing to open up for Diane Doris and the kids. One other thing Jerry was good at was getting Guamanian girls pregnant! At least two and quite likely more. On Guam it wasn't a stigma to become pregnant. In fact it proved you could produce children to support you in your old age. An island girl who could produce children was desirable marriage material. A hangover from the South Sea Islands old days when there was no Social Security system.
Airman (E3) Jim Voss. Jim was a young man who inadvertently became entangled in some discipline issues. Since he could type, he was a good candidate to work in the Operations Office ?where he could be closely supervised. Jim became a big asset to Operations as he quickly learned many of the office tasks and was self motivated enough to work independently on his own initiative.
AT1 (E6) Ed Metzger and his wife Sally. Ed and Sally were social friends. Visiting back and forth at each others residents. Card and board game friends. Sally started the preschool Cheryl attended.
Curt Jones and his wife. They were our bowling partners all the time we were on Guam. In New England it was mostly candlepin bowling. You used a small 41/2 inch ball and tried to knock down tapered pins. On Guam it was tenpins with a much bigger 8.5 inch tenpin ball. An entirely different game with a different set of skills. Curt Jones took us on as bowling partners in the first league we joined. Due to his tutelage, we learned as we bowled and became competitive. Once we became competitive, we changed our team name to the Diehards because we just wouldn't give up. On the last league bowling night we beat the defending champions for our first ever championship!
In our second year on Guam, Diane Doris and I started bowling for cash in couples Sunday night pot games. Win the game, win the pot of cash. Diane Doris was the secret weapon as she was a left-handed bowler and had a good bowling average. A left-handed bowler leaves certain pins standing. A right-handed bowler can just about always pick up the left-handed bowlers spares. And vice versa. She can easily pick up my right-handed spares. We won a lot of pot games! To the point that the other couples would groan when we showed up to bowl. It was all for small amounts of money but it was fun. Especially listening to all the groaning!
AT2 (E5) Larry Deck. Sharp, mentally quick, the guy you leave in charge of the Operations Office when you can't be there. For sure a future Master Chief Petty Officer.
Our Saipan Vacation
Saipan is another South Sea Island that figured prominently in World War II. We have a weeks vacation, known as taking leave in the Navy, away from Guam. It's a quick flight over and there's a rental car waiting for us. A Datsun and our first experience with a Japanese car. This is 1966 before Japanese cars were common in America. Driving it was a novelty. It's not far to our motel and settling in is a breeze.
We were able to take this vacation because our regular babysitter was a married (!) sixteen year old who lived with her husband at her parents house. While we are gone she lived in our house without her husband and with guidance from her mom.
Attached to the motel is a large South Sea Islands style restaurant. It has a grass roof, no sides, and a wood floor. What's really different is the slow relaxed pace of the wait staff. Order scrambled eggs and toast and wait for them. Gee, you're actually talking with your companion while you wait! Then the island waitress puts a huge wood tray loaded with fresh fruit on the table. Chunks of pineapple, papaya, mangoes, and bananas. Big chunks. Before the scrambled eggs and toast get there, your bloated. Same for lunch and dinner. Apparently you can gain weight on fruit. Add the tropical drinks and you gain weight fast. It's all a wonderful experience. The only problem with the motel is at 4:30 AM every morning, the cows up in the jungle come down and walk around the back wall of the motel, past your bedroom window, mooing loudly all the way. In Saipan, the answer to that is taking an early afternoon nap. Not a bad idea.
The shores and jungle of Saipan are crowded with rusty war vehicles and unexploded ordnance. Walk only on well defined paths. It will take many years to locate all the ordnance and remove it. The estimated time was 25 years. Wow! That didn't seem right. Japan and America should be working on that at a faster pace. The people of Saipan didn't drop that ordnance on their own island.
The roads on Saipan are narrow with good pavement. The island is smaller than Guam so it doesn't take long to drive all the paved roads and then try the better paved roads to get to the more isolated sights. One of the best places is the Saipan grotto. It's a visually fantastic sight! At night driving is a little more difficult. There's no streetlights so slower than slow is a good option. A strange phenomena is the frogs. Drive around along the road and THOUSANDS of giant frogs are hopping across. The frog stream is 20 feet wide. Each frog appears to be about six inches in diameter and eight to ten inches long. Stop and wait. Wait some more. Wait longer. Still waiting. Another car came up behind us, swerves by on the left, and drives over the frogs. We quickly drive over the already smashed frogs. Diane says, "That driver was probably a native." We decided that the people of Saipan are used to the frogs. Us squeamish Americans don't want to smash them. Before we got to the motel, there were more frog crossings. Not as big as the first one so we waited them out and got back to the motel about 1:00 AM. Three hours of sleep and here come the cows.
A few nights later we zoom around a corner and there's another huge wide frog crossing. Don't have time to stop and it's plop, plop, plop as we drive over the frogs. You can hear and feel the smashed frogs under the wheels. The car even slips sideways a little. Back at the motel we both agreed to no more night driving.
Soon the week is gone and we fly back to Guam with heads full of memories.
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| Fruit tray |

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| Saipan Grotto |
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| The frogs |
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| Tenpin and tenpin ball |
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| Candlepins and ball |



























