The following is an excerpt of one of my fondest letters from my father, Wayne C. Ammeson. I asked him to write some letters regarding experiences during his time aboard the Bordelon....
"(Back to the past)
“As you know, I served in the
When we crossed the
For our efforts in the
On the next cruise, (around
Equator. That's where we held initiation for first-time-crossers.
It started at the bow of the ship. We commenced crawling the length of the ship. On the way, they hosed us down and paddled our behinds. When we got to the Stern, there was a man in a bonnet and diaper. There was grease on his stomach and we had to “kiss the baby's belly"…. then the Chief Corpsman squirted hot sauce in our mouths. Finally, after crawling through the "garbage chute", we went before
I crossed the Equator four times on my second cruise. One thing you see in the Southern Hemisphere is the Southern Cross. It's unmistakable. When you’re out to sea, and the skies are clear, you can see the entire Milky Way. As far as that goes, it just makes you humble......
Over and out.” Dad