On May 11, 7:12*pm, Larry wrote:
Bob wrote in news:f1700158-5c48-4fe8-b715-
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I, for example, am seeking training *and knowledge. However my modesty
prevents me from describing it here. gotta be a life long learner ya
kno.

Bob

Don't let them hold you back, Bob! *Anyone on any dock that claims to be
perfect is soon aground begging for a towboat. *We're all in this
together.


Well, for fear of receiving harsh criticisim I will disclose a
personal fact. I hope nobody says anyting mean to me ....

I completed a STCW-95 Basic Safety Training course (BST). Much of it
was applicable to recreational boats. I would recomend ANY yachty to
find and take the 5 day course. ALthough dragging 1 1/2" preasurized
fire hoze in a near zero visibility smoke filled and fire blazing ship
simulator building may not totaly apply to a 68' swan or flying pig.
CERTAINLY the in-water survial craft/imersion suit/cold water
survivial is 100% transferable.

So get off your fat ass and get some real training and maybe ya wont
end up like that sissy on Red Clown terrified of getting his toes
wet.

But then again STCW-95 trainig isnt needed to be a brownwater coonass
"captain" like our coffee king. Ya got to be willing to go to the deep
end of the pool. Then STCW is required.

Bob

Bob wrote in news:dd9624dc-c91b-477a-aad5-287f5e0400e5
@k13g2000hse.googlegroups.com:

Then STCW is required.


Took the Navy firefighter training in the fake ship at Charleston Navy
Base. The instructor lit off the "ship" and droned on and on and on as the
flames got higher and higher and higher until little tornadoes were forming
over the openings. Then, he said, "OK, Gentlemen, she's ready!"

Then, my ship sent me to Damage Control School, the one with the flooding
compartments you either have to "save" with shoring and mattresses or drown
when the air bubble at the overhead is gone. THAT separated the men from
the claustrophobic in a hurry. I never heard so much screaming, even after
we'd succeeded in slowing up the deluge through the "hull"!

If the plastic boat catches fire, I'm not sure those epoxy fumes are
survivable for long....

Welcome to the group. You're way ahead of the 95th percentile. You've
already qualified for carbon and diesel fuel submersion.....(c;

Which license do you hold?

On May 12, 8:48*pm, Larry wrote:

Then, my ship sent me to Damage Control School, the one with the flooding
compartments you either have to "save" with shoring and mattresses or drown
when the air bubble at the overhead is gone. *THAT separated the men from
the claustrophobic in a hurry. *I never heard so much screaming, even after
we'd succeeded in slowing up the deluge through the "hull"!

Heard several stories bout Damage Controll School ove the
years............ The word "screaming" was in each of them..... Sounds
a bit hard core.

No license yet, just a rating
AB
at east when I finish my Lifeboatman in a couple weeks. This sailboat
thing is kinda fun but time to go back to work.
Bob

On May 13, 2:11*am, Bob wrote:
On May 12, 8:48*pm, Larry wrote:

Then, my ship sent me to Damage Control School, the one with the flooding
compartments you either have to "save" with shoring and mattresses or drown
when the air bubble at the overhead is gone. *THAT separated the men from
the claustrophobic in a hurry. *I never heard so much screaming, even after
we'd succeeded in slowing up the deluge through the "hull"!

Heard several stories bout Damage Controll School ove the
years............ The word "screaming" was in each of them..... Sounds
a bit hard core.

No license yet, just a rating
AB
at east when I finish my Lifeboatman in a couple weeks. This sailboat
thing is kinda fun but time to go back to work.
Bob

AB, oh you must mean Alzheimer bound.
Study hard Bob and you might rate Cabin Boy.

Fred

Bob wrote in news:d3842ec3-c5bb-402b-aa0c-df162a048cb3
@k1g2000prb.googlegroups.com:

Heard several stories bout Damage Controll School ove the
years............ The word "screaming" was in each of them..... Sounds
a bit hard core.


Unlike merchant seamen who can quit, Navy sailors don't have that option so
you can treat them as the slaves they truly are.

MY Navy was different than today. If you were to carry the garbage to the
dumpster on the pier, you either had to get into your dress uniform, ready
for inspection, or go through the paperwork motions and get a permission
slip signed by someone in authority to authorize you to walk onto the pier
in your dungarees the Navy was so ashamed of, because they actually WERE
slave's clothes.

Getting in your whites to take out the garbage was much easier.....

On Tue, 13 May 2008 14:56:07 +0000, Larry wrote:

Bob wrote in news:d3842ec3-c5bb-402b-aa0c-df162a048cb3
:

Heard several stories bout Damage Controll School ove the
years............ The word "screaming" was in each of them..... Sounds
a bit hard core.

Nah, part of the fun. Nobody was that scared. If you did it at Great
Lakes in the cold months like I did it was when the Lake Michigan
water hit your balls that the screaming really began.
It's the real stuff that has you ****ing your pants, not the training.
The Forrestal guys were brave men, and many died.
Part of my HT training in '76 was watching Navy videotape of DC crews
on that ship approaching flight deck fires with 500 pounders in the
flames. Time after time a bomb would explode and a hose team would
just simply disappear. Soon another team would replace them.
Think there was a 10 minute sequence where 3 teams were blasted away
by one fire. A Chief was commanding each team.
They ran out of Chiefs.
Hull Technician replaced Damage Control as a rating in the early '70s.
On my regular Navy tour I was a BT (boilerman) and as the wrecker on
my GQ casualty team once was called to an electrical fire in the aft
steering space. That smoke was so stinking bad it closed up you lungs
and eyes right away. I was scared to death.
Luckily the DC men didn't need me. They just put on OBA's, yelled at
me to get out, jumped into the hole and struck the fire with CO2
bottles. Never put on my OBA.
(Did you get the OBA as grenade deomonstration?)
As an HT reserve it was nothing but training.

Unlike merchant seamen who can quit, Navy sailors don't have that option so
you can treat them as the slaves they truly are.

MY Navy was different than today. If you were to carry the garbage to the
dumpster on the pier, you either had to get into your dress uniform, ready
for inspection, or go through the paperwork motions and get a permission
slip signed by someone in authority to authorize you to walk onto the pier
in your dungarees the Navy was so ashamed of, because they actually WERE
slave's clothes.

Getting in your whites to take out the garbage was much easier.....

I was shocked at the "discipline" difference between my '64-68 tour
and when I went back aboard ships in the reserves '75-76.
Zumwalt probably had a lot to do with that, but the times and the
command also make a difference.
AFAIK it's a better Navy today. Smarter. And can you believe there's
females on ships!? Don't mean to sound like Wilbur, but I still just
can't fathom that. As the 17 year-old I was, that would have drove me
absolutely crazy. But as I said, they're probably smarter now.
Still, even now at 61, it just don't seem "natural" for a fighting
ship, and it would have my mind in the wrong places.

--Vic

Vic Smith wrote in
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AFAIK it's a better Navy today. Smarter.

Very smart. My last cruise was as a guest aboard the USS Pennsylvania
SSBN-735 out of Kings Bay, GA. What a great 16 hour tour with the Navy
elite. Too bad they had to suspend Friends and Family Cruises after that
jerk politician surfaced under the Japanese fishing trawler showing off.

I never quite got over how CLEAN the big Trident boomer was, especially
the air. There were 400 extra bodies eating up the O2 and not a hint of
oil or diesel (of course) or any kind of odd odors as the scrubbers did
their thing. We were at sea the day Kim Il Sung of N Korea died. I tell
my friends it was because he had a spy aboard and got a report that I was
sitting at the main missile firing console sorting through some keys....
(c;

I even took a nap between missile tubes 9 and 11 in my buddy Mark's
rack....very comfortable with multichannel stereo sound, sound proofing
curtain, thick foam mattress and a reading light. A far cry from my
canvas and cotton strung aluminum frame rack stacked 5 high on 2 flimsy
chains that broke injuring 5 guys in the stack of 5 when it collapsed.
The Repair Dept crew quarters was right over the engine room on AD-24 and
I've slept with 200 sweaty sailors at 102 degrees F with only 3 little
portholes for ventilation because the damned AC power failed,
again....PU!

They'd stand there making sure you didn't use much fresh water in the
showers, while at the same time the evaporators designed to power AD-24
and EIGHT destroyers under overhaul was POURING fresh water out the huge
vent pipes over the side into the Atlantic. How stupid!

We were just prisoners....volunteer prisoners avoiding the Vietnam Army
draft.

On Wed, 14 May 2008 01:29:11 +0000, Larry wrote:

We were just prisoners....volunteer prisoners avoiding the Vietnam Army
draft.

I was a USAF reenlistment clerk while I dodged that same draft. In
Charleston S.C. Lovely town.

Casady

On Wed, 14 May 2008 01:29:11 +0000, Larry wrote:

Vic Smith wrote in
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AFAIK it's a better Navy today. Smarter.

We were just prisoners....volunteer prisoners avoiding the Vietnam Army
draft.

I enlisted in the Navy when I was 16, about a month before JFK was
shot. Everything was done but the oath taking.
Took the oath and was in boot camp all in one day a couple months
later, the day after my 17th birthday.
My ma wouldn't let me go on my birthday.
Viet Nam and the draft had nothing to do with it.
I never had a draft card.
If Viet Nam had been hot when I turned 17 I probably would have joined
the Marines to fight commies.
A couple years into my Navy time there was a call for Swift boat crew
for Viet Nam and I volunteered.
They didn't want boilermen on Swift boats, so I never scored that
hazardous duty pay.
Like I said, smarter Navy today. Mostly due to better education,
better training, and fewer 17 year-olds.
And not a one of them is dodging the draft.

--Vic