Steve Brown
I was surfin' the internet and ran across your
website. I was a crew member on the Parsons, so I thought I'd add my two
cents worth.
I served onboard the USS Parsons from December
1977 to December 1979. I was an ASROC Gunnersmate 3rd Class. I'd come to the
ship direct from BEE and Gunnersmate School in Great Lakes, Ill. I remember
we were sent to Subic Bay in the Philippines and waited there for almost a
month for the ship to come and pick us up. The ship was on deployment, so
several of us got to know the bar strip outside of the base pretty good
before the ship showed up. After staying in the transit barracks for almost
a month it was a bit of a let down to find my self being berthed in a
temporary rack in the snipes compartment. My rack was the top rack with a
huge steam pipe passing overhead, seemingly inches from my head. I kept
thinking this pipe was going to explode or spring a leak while I was
sleeping.
There was a big turn over of ship's crew in
Subic in December of '77 and I ran into the 1st class Gunnersmate who was
the LPO of the division as he was departing the ship. He said hi and told me
that I was now the new LPO and good luck. I was new to the Navy and knew
nothing of ships or the ASROC and I was in charge. I knew this was
going to suck. But, I jumped in and I had lots of good hands to work with.
We had a great Gunnersmate division and worked well together. Some of those
guys I met on the Parsons I knew through out my Naval career. Guys like Mark
Trusty, John Haggins and Larry Lewis. We spent lots of time together while
in Japan. Today, I'm in touch with John and Larry via e-mail but I've lost
touch with Mark after he retired from the Navy.
The two years I spent on the Parsons were great
times. We spent a year in Yokosuka in dry dock while the ship went through a
major repair. A bunch of us bought bicycles and rode all over Yokosuka
together and saw some great sights. Spending that much time on shore duty in
Japan, naturally we got to know several of the bar owners and one stands out
in my mind and her name was Mickey. She owned a small bar near an alley not
to far from the FRA (if memory serves me). She asked John and I to design
and make a sign for her bar and we did. We spent several days there at the
bar and made a great looking bar sign over the door and painted Mickey's Bar
on the tinted glass doors that led into her bar. She paid us back in beer
and sandwiches. A friend of hers asked us to re-do the wall paper on the
stairwell that led up to her bar. We did it. This took lots of work and we
were very proud of the results. Several years later while on other ships,
everytime the ship pulled into Yokosuka, I'd check to see the condition of
the wall paper and report it back to my old Parson's shipmates.
While aboard the Parsons, I saw some rough seas
in Japan. It was the first time I saw guys walking on the bulkheads as the
ship was tossed side to side. During one harrowing storm the 1st Lt was
swept over the sides by a huge wave at night. We rescued him but it was a
touch and go situation and he was lucky to survive. It was on another
rough sea that I felt and heard the screw coming out of the water as the
ship pitched fore and aft. I was on the Parsons when a Gunnersmate was found
dead, shot with his own 45. He'd been an ASROC rover. We were ported in Hong
Kong at the time. We buried him out to sea several days later after getting
underway. Very strange time.
After transferring from the Parsons, I served
duty on the USS Bagley (FF1069), USS Acadia (AD-42), USS England (CG-22) and
a couple of stints at SIMA (Gunshop-San Diego) mixed between a couple of
sea/shore rotations. I retired in 1993 after 22 years of active duty. I
moved to Sierra Vista, Arizona and currently work as a parts manager of a
Honda/Yamaha motorcycle shop.
I guess I have the most fond memories of my Navy
career thinking of the times on the Parsons. It was my first ship. I saw
lots of exotic lands and met lots of different people. I made some good
life-long friends on board the Parsons and I always liked the idea of being
a 'tin can sailor', something that was quickly disappearing as the new Navy
encroached. We worked hard on the Parsons but we played hard too. There was
a team work atmosphere on the Parsons that I never felt on the other ships I
got stationed on.