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POSTED: 12/30/05 @ 0530 hours
I spent a few weeks at the Naval Air Station in 1959 waiting on orders to Naples. We scrubbed and painted the hanger deck floors. I remember being warned about the city as a person might disappear in the "castle" and never be heard from. I still had good memories from the liberty. thanks for the web site.
Dick Logan ~ email: firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 12/29/05 @ 1750 hours
I was an RM2 who served at the comm center in the basement of the high school 1967 thru 1969. I'm trying to find CYN3(YN2) Kevin O'Brien and RM2 Robert Davidson who also served during this time frame. It was an exciting time since no American troops were in Morocco (supposedly).
POSTED: 12/25/05 @ 0630 hours
I'm from Kénitra (Port Lyautey) and i love this city so much ......wasn't the most open place in Morocco? :-).
Please if you have any olds Photos or informations about Kénitra 's history..please send it to me at this address email......:-)
Thanks For All
Mr Nabil AOULIDAT
POSTED: 12/22/05 @ 1930 hours
Enjoying this website, brings back ancient childhood memories of pomegranates, cork, slingshots, outdoor movies, fez's, French bread, Fatima's, and Bob Hope. My dad is Cdr. Ned Kenney. He was probably a LCDR during our tour in Port Lyautey from 1957-59. I was kindergarten age with three older siblings. He and my mom, Agnes, spent much of the rest of their lives in northern Virginia and still reside in an assisted living facility in Tyson's Corner, VA as of Dec 2005.
One of our dear old, family friends was a Navy catholic Chaplain named Fr. Joseph Brennan. We met him at the Long Beach Naval ship yard (long closed like Port L) in mid 1960's. Believe he was subsequently stationed at Port Lyautey in late 1960s. Anybody have current contact info on him? Last known whereabouts was back in Long Beach, CA area in late 1990s.
For many years our family also stayed in close touch with Capt. Jack and Mrs. Frances Counihan, Port Lyautey base commander and wife from late 1950s. The Counihans lived in northern VA for many years, but as some of you may know, they also spent a few retirement years living in Morocco in the 1970s. They loved it there so much. They both passed away about 20 years ago. My dad spoke at Mrs. Counihan's funeral at the Fort Meyer chapel before her burial at Arlington Nat'l cemetery.
Jim Kenney ~ email: email@example.com
POSTED: 12/05/05 @ 2000 hours
What a wonderful idea and thank you so much for sitting up the page. I was a dependent 1955-1959 I loved every moment of it. My dad, Chief Benson, was a Chief with the air traffic control and would love to hear from anyone who worked with him.
Being a teenager there was such a great experience. the school, Thomas Mack Wilhoite, also has a site and it is a good one. I dated a boy who was an Air Force dependent but most people did not know he was born there..always thought it was strange that he didn't want anyone to know what his name was.
Does anyone know where Chris Navarro is out there or where he might be? My parents were directors of the teen club and we would love to hear from anyone who remembers us.
Once again thank you for the site.
POSTED: 12/05/05 @ 2000 hours
And what a pleasant surprise to fined this site.
I was a plank owner aboard the USS Dahlgren DLG 12 and later transferred to NRST Boukdadel.
As an MM 1, I was stationed at Bouknadel from May 1964 to November 1966. My wife Wanda worked at the elementary school at the Naval Air Station I was assigned to petty officer in charge of the power plant which consisted of 6 150 KW FB Morris Diesel generators that had sever and constant bearing problems. ENCM (pappy) Dexter was transferred in and took over the duties of the power plant and supervised the assembly of 2 screaming rebuilt Jemmy diesels with the capacity of 1000 KW generators.
Upon completion of that project I was moved up to the UT shop (names that I remember.)
BUCM Babbs The best chief I ever worked for, As a black shoe in CB country I cannot stress enough how much I learned under his supervision and the guidance of the of men there.
Shakey Jake Hardwick
CMC Thatcher later made Warrant Officer
ENC Hedges later made chief there and he had to pulled ENCM Chief Dexter around the base as part if his initiation on a trailer that I made.
Gunny Boudlier and his famous MO Stick, NCO Marine Barracks
Omar an allied worker supervisor
Benny an allied worker
Mr. Ramsey GS supervisor for Public Works
I had to much to drink one night and went over to talk to Chief Babbs at his quarters and convinced him that the base needed an EM club. Soon after that he went about seeing to it that I was on the ground breaking ceremony of that event. Talk had it that Chief Babbs could rehab a door knob, and that he did.
I never had my hands on a jack hammer until then, I had a hang over that day and he came up to my house and got me out of bed, I cut most of the black top behind the exchange. Lt Harring USMC took up the rest. I also made the outdoor BBQ which was commissioned on Mothers day, all the mothers came down to the club and had breakfast. I fabricated out of a brass pipe the foot rail at the bottom of the bar. My Fatima and I planted a large vegetable garden behind my house. Lt Harring gave me advise on how to plant corn, He was from Texas.
We also built a swimming pool just to the right of the main gate, It was supposed to be an all base volunteer project. However the pool was built by PW works department. While at quarters one morning the water tower started to leak and the water was spraying down over us, Chief Barbs looked over at me and said " Oeser get that fixed" I never did any serious welding but I managed to climb up and inside the tank and welded the hole closed. That's just the way thing over there. and it was great.
I was the only 1st. class to make chief at that time and was transported to the CPO Club at Sidi Yahia for initiation in chains and carrying a very long and heavy pipe wrench and a duty belt stuffed with construction tools. The yellow plywood anchor that hung from my neck by the chain read " I Wish I was a CB" Because I had requested to transfer over to the CB's.
While I was there Public Works was also visited and the personal were inspected by Lt Gen Chesty Puller
This was the best duty I ever had, I was later transferred to USS Lawrence DDG 4, then to recruiting duty in the Denver area, then back to sea aboard the USS Ricketts DDG 5 retired in 1975 as MMCS. I went back to school, and here I am with all these great memory's compliments of the U.S.Navy Is there anyone here that remembers any of this short story?
this is my web site http://eclecticartcae.com
Thanks for putting this opportunity to share on the Internet.
Mark K. Oeser USN ret. e-mail address: firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 12/01/05 @ 0931 hours
My name is Mike Nappe. My brother, Artie Nappe, was stationed at Kenitra in late '70 through 1971. Sadly, Artie passed away on March 1, 2005 due to complications from advanced kidney and liver disease. I have heard from a few of his shipmates and wanted to get the info out to any others that may have known him.
Please feel free to contact me at either of the following email addresses:
P.S. I also served in U.S.N. aboard U.S.S. E. A. Greene...DD711 and Beachmaster Unit Two - Little Creek VA.
POSTED: 11/22/05 @ 1500 hours
HI, MY NAME IS FRANK PUGLIA. WAS STATIONED THERE FROM 10/68 TO 01/70, WAS A CT3. LOVE TO HERE FROM HOWIE DAHILL, STEVE JOINER, JOE SAVINO, KEN FLOWERS......ALSO CT MARINES "TINY TEARS" AND LIZZARD.
POSTED: 11/19/05 @ 1600 hours
My name is Elizabeth Ann Bodtke and I was born in October, 1957 at the Naval Hospital at Port Lyautey. My father was stationed in Kenitra. His name was David H. Bodtke, I honestly don't know what his rank was at the time, but he was an officer. His wife was Jeanbelle and I have two siblings older than myself, Paul and Rosemary. Does anyone remember my father? He was a wonderful and kind man. He died in 1982 of cancer. You an email me at email@example.com.
POSTED: 11/10/05 @ 2000 hours
Lou, I just wanted to thank you for a great site. It is because of this site that several guys that I was station with at USNTC Kenitra have come together. We had a small reunion this year and next year are planning on getting together in Detroit. We are still looking for others that were with us. If you guys are out there give us a yell. Larry Franklin, Jerry Giles, James Sonny Foster, Joe Cat Catillina, and of course Bones. (Never could spell your last name but if you see this you will know who I am talking about.) If you guys are out there we would love to hear from you. The reunion this year will be with Ciro Farina, Leonard Lenny Leon, Eric Pete Pedersen, Pete Kalil and me (Donald Max Smart). Other we have come in contact with is LT Bird, Jay Pyle, Terry Andress, Mike Bury and Janie Reyes. If you wish to contact us, you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com. Morocco was a duty station that stays with a person for the rest of their life. I will say one thing since coming in contact with Ciro, Lenny, Pete and Pete K. it is like we have never been apart; it was something about that place that gave us all a special bond with each other. We have formed a special friendship since we have gotten back together. Morocco was the best!
POSTED: 11/08/05 @ 2300 hours
My name is Gary States. I was a PN1 stationed at NAS Kenitra 9/70 - 9/72. Over half my tour I lived in Casablanca and worked with PanAm taking care of military persons leaving or coming to Morocco. I had to meet all incoming flights and arrange transportation to Kenitra. For outgoing personnel I had to personally write their airline ticket and hand deliver to the airport. I usually worked 7 days of the week, but still consider Maroc was the best tour I had in a long career. I can only recall two other PN's from then: PN1 Joe Couture and PN1 Terry Warf. I recall 2 attempts on the King's life while there. Also had an accident in Sale and spent some time in the local jail until rescued by Kenitra security. I first lived in a villa on Rue Mustapha Rafii in Kenitra until my wife left me (too much good liberty). I drove a little yellow Opal GT. Had some great high speed runs to Rabat on that banked highway. Would like to share lies with anyone who knew me. firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 11/01/05 @ 2300 hours
My name is Bill Brahney and I was stationed at NAS, Port Lyautey, Kenitra, Morocco, working in Supply, as a AK3 from July 1962-June 1964. It was a great time while there with many pleasant memories.
I remember the Fleet Club in Kenitra where many cocktails were consumed. The bus ride back to base was a trip in itself with always a stop at the clinic at the base hospital for penicillin before being brought back to the barracks. I remember our Moroccan barracks man named "charlie" who we once tied up with masking tape. We used to offload the supply ships at the port in Kenitra then drive truckloads of supplies, including beer, back to the warehouses for storage, etc. Many times the cases of beer were damaged enroute and some ended up in our barracks after the day's work. We put the warm beer in the barracks thrash can and instantly cooled them with a fire extinguisher. Names I remember are Tom Gallagher, who worked in the fuel depot, loading planes, ___ McCabe who worked with Gallagher and a guy named Copperwheat and Dave "Jake" Jacobs.....they were all from New York and were in the same barracks with us guys from Supply. pinnocle was the card game of choice in the barracks. I remember buying hand made suits at the Fleet in town when a tailor from Great Britan visited. We also had weekend hops to Gibraltar from Port Lyautey.
The base bus was deisel and I often wondered what kept the thing running and how it ever made it up the hill from the front gate. I also remember the prison just outside the front gate on the way into town. It was rumored that a chief was in it's confine and hasn't been heard of in years. There was a bar on the way to Medhia beach which was run by a mother with two daughters. One of the daughters had previously married a 1st class PO who was stationed in Yonkers, NY and had returned to visit her mother while I was there. We had a GREAT time while she was there. Shame on me! The bar had a long flight of stairs up to reach it.
Anyone stationed there about this time get in touch and maybe we met each other while I was there. Another thought......I was in the base theatre when Pres Kennedy was shot and killed in Sept 1963.
POSTED: 10/28/05 @ 2300 hours
Labess to all the Port Lahooch shipmates,
My son (retired Navy Air AMSC) put me on to this site and I have been having a terrific time reading all the comments!
I was stationed there from early 1956 to mid 1958, airframes crew in VQ-2. I flew a lot, but I worked in airframes a lot too. I arrived as a AM striker and left as AMS-2. I remember only a few names, but the one I really remember is my division chief, Lingenfelder. I don't know why I remember him because he was rarely in our shop. Mostly you knew where he was by checking the Chief's Club parking lot to see if his Lambretta was parked out front.
It was great duty, although there were times that, like most young sailors, I wanted to be any where but there, mostly home (NAS Whidbey Island). It wasn't until I arrived at my next duty station, NAS Corpus Christy, that I learned how good it had been in Morocco! I became so disenchanted with the Navy while I was in Texas that I opted to get out after my four years. The best part of my duty there was marrying my home town sweet heart and spending the next forty one years with her. I learned a lot being stationed in P.L., I "grew up" there and it holds a very special place in my heart!
Like most of the people that post messages here, I sure would like to hear from former VQ-2 shipmates that served with me.
POSTED: 10/20/05 @ 1030 hours
Greetings, from the fella who was known as CINCMOGARSEALM (Commander-in-chief Morroccan gardners Eastern Atlantic and Meditteranean) prior to obtaining my security clearance. I was attached as a TMSN and 3 at the facility May 1960 thru April 1961, than being transferred to Sigonella for a year. Some good times in Rabat. Names I remember: Eckardt, Reppert, Prasek, Pokarth (GMC).
Denny Sagaas email@example.com
POSTED: 10/20/05 @ 1030 hours
I was stationed there from march 47 to march of 50 in the crash boats and later in the fleet post office, my name is Ivan Rock USN retired.
POSTED: 10/20/05 @ 0500 hours
Great to see some guys who can share a memory or two.. Yes I was stationed in Sidi and lived in Kenitra way up on a hill to the west side of the city...an 11 room villa we rented from the chief of police.
I worked out at the power plant at Sidi and dealt with those no-break emergency units in the block house. Drove a white 61 Chevy impala convertible. also did a little motorcycle racing with the French Motorcycle Club down in Rabat during the Grand Prix of Morocco. Wow..what a place.
If you have photos to post I am starting a photopage at www.picturetrail.com/jerrysplace send any you have of the base and the area I'll be glad to post them there for all to appreciate. mention. Morocco photos in subj. line please.
Jerry Packer ENGINEMAN 1964-1967
POSTED: 10/20/05 @ 0500 hours
Allan Pochop ,was at NAS, was an ADR3 flew the UF on SAR. Was the best duty station in the eight years that I put in active. As a single remember the Rontond, Felix, Hole in the Wall, Crystal and many other bars.
Stayed in the reserves, Navy, Ca. Air Guard, USCGR, and retired out of the USAFR in 1988, as a SMS on C-5 at Travis AFB.
Would enjoy hearing form anyone that I may have came into contact with at the Port, through my time as mess cooking, and stint with the crash crew, and of course any of the hangar personnel at NAS. firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 10/09/05 @ 1800 hours
I'm Martine TRAMUS (born TAPIERO), I live in Paris.
I was born in Morocco in 1950 and I was brought up in Kénitra where I spent 13 years. Then I lived in Rabat until 18 , then I moved to Paris (France) where I teach english
I happy to say that if I am able to speak english today it is basically because I lived in this town. My friends were Americans and from the age of 4 , I was able to translate the conversations between my parents and their tenants who were US marines !
We lived in the neighborhood called Les Mimosas that leads to Rabat.
I spent all my chilhood in this lovely town, and going to the US Base was a treat for me .
I discovered what a "drive in" was. I remember taking my pillow and it was magic ; I could watch a film outdoor!!
My remembrances are so exquisite! I remember Christmas and the buying spree of parents inviting me to share this spectacular event.
A little girl of 5 amazed at what the children got in those days; the most beautiful toys, the most delicious candies...
Thanks to our neighbours we had a fridge and a washing machine in the 50's! Think of the hot summers there with no ice but the big bars delivered at home with a cart pulled by a donkey!
My father worked with americans and praised them. My cousin worked at tha base. I remember the Fleet where I watched "square dance"
I must say that I keep those memories deep in my heart
It was nice to share those impressions.
I don't know if by chance someone knew my parents or the neighborhood....
Hope to keep in touch
Martine ~ E-Mail email@example.com
POSTED: 10/06/05 @ 0900 hours
My name is Herb Bowers and I am neither ranked nor rated; my only claim to fame is having been dragged around the world with my dad in the late 40s and 50s. Its 1415 hours here and Im sitting at my desk at home remembering the good old days. I was thinking about dad (Herbert Jim Bowers, Pharmacists Mate, 1st class moms name was June) and the places I was lucky enough to see during my part of his 20 years. I was remembering a trip back home from Naples and the two weeks it took to get from there to Norfolk due to an unscheduled DC3 stop at this place somewhere around Africa. Seems we had mechanical problems and after that someone needed the transport more than a bunch of folks just trying to get home. I remembered what the name of the place sounded like, but it took me hours on the internet to find it. Port Lyautey; wow, what a weird spelling.
It was the fall of 1956 and I was 9; my brother Jack, was 8. I sit here and I can remember things that happened 50 years ago as if it were last week. We spent two weeks there on what I thought was an island. I can remember the Quonset huts, the walk to the movies, the heat, and most of all, the field behind our quarters where my brother and I played a card game called airplanes every day with a bunch of guys wearing fezzes. I know none of us understood the language of the other. I guess two years in Italy playing with kids who didnt speak English taught us how to get along without words. It was a short two weeks and we were off again. After a stop in Greenland (from 100 degree heat to what felt like a hundred below.) and it was on to Norfolk.
This is a good memory among a lot that werent. Thanks Lou, for letting me vent. I think this is the first time in the 10 years since my dad passed away that I actually thought about the good times.
Thanks a lot,
Herb Jr. Herb@BowersWorld.com
POSTED: 10/06/05 @ 0900 hours
I am a french citizen born in kenitra in 1969. I remember my father and friend's (Morrocan) talk about US Army in Kenitra and most of them keep a very good memories from you. Also you can find some Morrocans who was working in the base like snake and charlie (who live in Kenitra yet) telling story about American to Kenitrian kids. In this time Kenitra was the first city in Morroco who eat hamburgers wearing American jean's and drinks four roses. We die but memory not.
Loutfi from France sorry for mistakes,
a.arrab e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 10/04/05 @ 1540 hours
Thank you so much for the web site. I just accidentally discovered it and have had a great 3 days of reading every bit of it when I can get my husband off the computer. He also is enjoying this site.
We were in Morocco from September 1962 until spring of '65. Have many memories similar to the other folks who have written. My husband is Gerald Gardner who was a RMC at sidia Yehia when we first arrived, then was transferred to the transmitter site at Bouknadel for the last year of duty there.
We were a young couple (In our 20's) with 3 small children. We never did move onto base (though they tried to make us once) We lived near the dog training school on Rue De Chakib Arslane. Many times young sailors spent the remainder of the night with us after missing the last liberty bus to the base,
I have kept in touch with many of the people from that time and would love to hear from any of the others. One special friend of mine was Carol Berry who's husband was a Radioman. I lost track of her about 20 years ago. Her husband,Ron had just left for another sea tour and she was in Florida at the time.They had a son Ronald Sloan who they called" Slonie."he was the same age as our youngest daughter and we took turns taking the two to the Catholic School as there was no bus to the base for kindergarten age children. Our older two rode the bus to the base to school as they were 1st and 2nd grade.
I remember once our daughter said "Base Kids" called the town kids "Kerosene Kids." as that is the way we heated the house with Aladdin heaters in rainy season. We loved our "Villa" and would have hated to give up our yard and flowers. We had many cookouts there.
I saw a familiar entry to your book. My husband thought he remembered the man's name but we must give way to our brains becoming so full of knowledge as we age that names get shoved out (at least that is my explanation of it) I dropped an e-mail but so far have had no reply. The entry was a couple of years old,so the address may no longer have been valid.
I would love to hear from any of the people from our time frame in Morocco but don't want to receive any commercial mail at my address.
We are semi retired. Work for ourselves now as commercial nut growers (explains the address)and just had our 50th anniversary.
Gerry and Glenda Gardner email@example.com
POSTED: 09/25/05 @ 1540 hours
Wow. I had no idea there was such a website. Thank you for taking the time to do something like this for those of us once stationed in Morocco.
I was stationed in Morocco from December 75' - July 78'. I was first stationed at NCS Sidi Yahia from 75'-77' then I was transferred to NTC to close the bases. I was at NTC from 77'-78'. I was on the very last flight of Americans out of Morocco in July 78'.
When I look back at my life and my career in the Navy (I retired as an RMCS in 95') I can honestly say Morocco was the absolute BEST! I loved it. If I die tonight I know I lived the life of Riley for the 3 years of my life in Morocco.
I arrived as a scream'n Seaman (E-2) in Morocco just a few days after Christmas of 75'. It was my first duty station. Needless to say, the moment I left the airport in Casablanca I was scared sh--less. After almost getting into a taxi with a taxi driver who told me he knew exactly where City-Ya-Ha (my annunciation of Sidi Yahia at the time) was, I was picked up in a Navy van by the duty Seabee and taken to Sidi Yahia via Kenitra. The drive from Casablanca to Sidi Yahia was just like taking a trip back into the Bible. I remember thinking, how in the world will I ever survive here for 18 months.
When I finally got to the main gate at Sidi Yahia I quickly realized the base was a place where 'almost-normal' Americans lived. I got out of the van at the main gate to wait for my sponsor. Unfortunately, she was on restriction for getting busted with some of that funny stuff just a few days prior to my arrival and was confined to the restriction barracks. The MAA on duty took me to my barracks room then took me to the club so I could get something to eat. The next day I began the check-in process. I was assigned to work at the Receiver Site. I worked there my entire time at NCS. If anyone knows the whereabouts of Don Campbell (Don-Don) or Pete Peterson please let me know. They were both my supervisors and good friends.
After a few months a living exclusively on the base at Sidi Yahia I ventured out into town one night with an RM3 named Toni and his Moroccan wife named Flora. They were then regulars in the base club. Life for me in Morocco changed forever after that night. I found out that the place to be was "downtown", not on the base. I really got into the nightlife scene in Kenitra. I started running all night with the woes in the bars then I would sleep on the street near Jack's Bar until the morning liberty bus arrived to take me back to Sidi Yahia. What a crazy, crazy time in my life. It was definitely not like an episode from the Wonder Years. I was living life to the absolute fullest with no holes barred and not a worry in the world. I sometimes now wonder how in the heck I survived without being caught or killed.
I eventually got my own apartment in Kenitra. I even married one of those bar-woes. That marriage lasted until I grew up some years later. She now lives in San Diego. I wouldn't doubt if she is now an active member of a terrorist group. I hope she is not spending the part of my retirement I am forced to give her each month supporting terrorism.
When the word finally came down that the bases were going to close I immediately started volunteering to stay until the last and final moments. Luckily, I got to do just that. I spent the last year in Morocco as an RM3 at NTC running a one teletype operation message center. Toothpicks were the only thing that could keep my eyes open and get my through a watch at the place.
I would love to go back to Morocco and see all the places where I spent so much time. Jack's Bar, The Mamora Hotel Club, Mehdia Beach, the streets of Kenitra. I'd like to go back to Rabat, Fez, Ifrane, Ketama. If anyone has any experience to share with me about now going back to Morocco, both the good and the bad, please let me know. I do want to go back before I am too old to enjoy it.
Marcus Wilbanks, RMCS, Retired........email: firstname.lastname@example.org
Marcus L. Wilbanks,CSA
Certified Senior Advisor
San Antonio, TX
POSTED: 09/09/05 @ 0700 hours
It has been awhile since we talked. I hope all is well since we last communicated. We are adjusting to Texas. Carl is still hanging on. We almost lost him in the nursing home but the VA took over and got him stabilized. He is in the VA for good.They are taking good care of him too.
I sure miss San Diego and my friends but what can a person do but to adjust and be thankful.
I wonder if you would mind adding a message to your web site? My son Mike was in Montreal and he took a cab. He asked the driver where he was from and he said, " Oh,a place in Morocco you wouldn't know. It is called Kenitra". Mike laughed and told him he started Kindergarten there on the Navy Base. He told Mike that he worked on the Air Base there when they attempted to kill the King. He had a very close friend named Jerry Freiberg (or Fryberg) that he has been all these years trying to find him. My son thought since so many check your web site that someone might know where he is. His family owned a chain of laundries and dry cleaners in Colorado in the late 60s. The Moroccan man's name is Dahbi Bouchaib and his phone number is 514-955-8663. If anyone has any information on Mr. Freiberg maybe they could call Mr. Bouchaib.
My mission is completed. Now when you get a minute maybe you could write me some of your news. Have you gone to any recent reunions? Not as good as the one we had in San Diego though.
Hope to hear from you soon. Hugs, Jeri ~ JeriYaz@aol.com
POSTED: 09/06/05 @ 0500 hours
Great web site!! It brought back a lot of good memories. I am Jack Fooshee and was an AT2 in VC-7. We were there in '52 and '53-'54. My e-mail is email@example.com. I got to go to our last two reunions at Charleston and Reno. Looking
forward to New Orleans if it is rebuilt by then. What a shame! It was a very unique city.
Thanks for this site. A lot of work went into it!!
POSTED: 08/30/05 @ 1500 hours
Very enjoyable website! I was stationed at Sidi Yahia from November 1962 until transferred to the Azores in Feb/Mar 1963. While in Sidi I was assigned to the scoop section, where I usually worked 4-12. I believe 7 or 8 CTRSNs arrived from Bainbridge and Pensacola at the same time. I remember the EM club where I first drank hard liquor with the inevitable results! We had to walk from the club over a pipeline back to the barracks. In Kenitra, Men below 3rd. class had to be off the streets by the last liberty bus (about 1AM). We usually had a last call at Mommas and a steak sandwich in the café behind her building. I think we also had to wear sport coats while in town. After arrival at Azores, we were ordered to sick bay to undergo hepatitis screening because the steak sandwiches were made of dog! Many trips to Rabat (Susies?) for entertainment. The Fleet Reserve Club was also a favorite watering hole. After separation went back to the Reserves where I retired in December 1989 as a CWO4. Les Sargent (firstname.lastname@example.org)
POSTED: 08/30/05 @ 0800 hours
Just trying to find out if anyone knew my father. We were stationed in Port Lyautey in 59-61. That being Charles Nichols, wife Maxine, son Chuck, daughters Teresa and myself, Katie (I was born there in 1960). Dad was in the Navy and was from GA? He was a Radioman. He loved to bowl and play softball. Please email me at AHarleyLadyRider@aol.com
POSTED: 08/28/05 @ 1400 hours
Very nice site.
I spent two 6 month tours in PL, 1952 & 1954 also flew back there in 1960 with the Reserves. I flew as Radioman on the P2V-3c and as 3rdCrewman on the AJ-1 & AJ-2. Your site brings back fond memories of my time there. If anyone knows the status of the base today please Email me.
POSTED: 08/28/05 @ 1400 hours
Greetings from Mattapoisett Mass. I am still looking for Hospital Corpsmen from Port Lyautey. Looking for Dave Miller,Bob Anfinson, Joe McCaffrey,Dale Medrud and Tom Draper. They were all NAF Corpsmen while I was attached to VR-24. I had a lot of fun while at Port Lyautey. The best duty station I had. If any one knows these men or know where thy are now please E-Mail me at email@example.com. Many thanks for this site. Jim Touhey Former HM2 AC USN.
POSTED: 08/27/05 @ 1120 hours
Just discovered your website. Great Job! I was not in Navy or Marine Corp, but Air Force S/Sgt in Rabat in AC&W Group living in winterized tents for a year next to a French fighter base at Sale'. Didn't realize all the really interesting things that happened at Pt. Lyautey before and after I got there. Wonderful history you've documented!
I was priviledged to play in most of a touch football game against the Marine team at Pt. Lyautey in '52 which I remember well (up to a point).
The Marines played more of a running game and we were passin' em dizzy with spread formation and good execution like we did @ Highland Park in Dallas when we beat Odessa in the State Semifinals in 194.
They got pretty rough about it and one big ole linbacker bumped me before I could get off the line to run a down- and-out pass pattern. He elbowed me up side the head and I hit the rocks and hard ground and was out cold. Don't remember anything else until I woke up in an infirmary in Rabat later that evening.
I think we won but not real sure what ever happened for final score.
Really enjoyed year I spent between Casablanca and Rabat. Won a Royal Enfield bike in a poker game and rode it all over Morocco. Had a blast in Rabat and Casa...went to all the beaches and brothels. ...never saw so many good lookin hookers with so much class before in my life! It was a hoot! Volubilis (Roman ruins near Meknes) was so interesting too.
We later moved to Paris for 3 years with Mobil Oil('65-'68) and travelled much in French West Africa.
I am now 73 and living in San Antonio still ridin' motorcycles and playing golf (I remember the sand greens at the course in Sale').
Hope ya'll enjoyed Morocco as much as I did. Sweet memories!
William (Buddy) West
POSTED: 08/22/05 @ 0550 hours
Greetings from Seattle!
My name is Warren Boomer. My Father, Merle Boomer, was stationed in Kenitra from 1954 until 1979. I was born on the basa and am probably the only person yet who has started from kindergarten to senior graduation in Kenitra. Loved every minute!! If anybody out there remembers my father, or me, please connect with me via email...firstname.lastname@example.org.
By the way, this is a great site that brings back close friends and warm memories....
POSTED: 08/17/05 @ 0640 hours
My name is Ciro Farina and I want to thank you for this site, it has brought together some GOOD old friends. This summer Lenny Leon , Don (Max) Smart, Eric (Pete) Pedersen and Pete Kalil came to Michigan for mini reunion, we had good old time. The last time we were together was 35 years ago in Kenitra. It was like we had not been apart. We also found Al Bird, Terry Anderss, King Smith and Mike Bury. We hope to do this every year. If you were there in 68,69 and 70, please e-mail me at email@example.com.
Char and Ciro
POSTED: 08/14/05 @ 1330 hours
I am posting this message on your site in hopes that someone that was stationed in Rabat with the 7416th Support Squadron, MLO from 1960-1963.
My husband was Douglas Hunt (now deceased). We lived in Temara. I remember some of the places mentioned in your guest book. i. e. Mehdia, Bouknadel Beach, going to Port Lyautey to do our shopping. Our outfit was a small unit. We had a MUSLO club in Rabat which was a clinic, church, school and club. I hope this note will reach someone from Rabat.
Nancy Hunt (firstname.lastname@example.org)
POSTED: 08/08/05 @ 1030 hours
I was stationed at Sidi Yahia 66-67, I was a watch stander at the power plant, under Chief Fullerton. My name is Jim Schutze from Michigan and would like to hear from anyone stationed at Sidi. My e-mail address is:
POSTED: 08/08/05 @ 1000 hours
My father transferred to Port Lyautey from NAS Brunswick back in the early 70's (I believe 1972) He was a Yeoman (I believe YN3) when he was stationed there. I am fortunate enough that my mother was able to travel there as
well, because I was born there.
Your site is great. I have only seen a very small number of pictures of the base and surrounding areas, and I happened across your site because my son was asking me where I was born, so a quick search turned up your site.
I too was in the navy, and was stationed in Pearl Harbor (my son was born at Tripler Army Medical Center there), so he and I share a pretty cool bond in being born in pretty exotic places.
Anyhow, great site! I thoroughly enjoyed the stories, and pictures.
POSTED: 08/01/05 @ 1030 hours
Thanks Lou for this site,
I'm RMC Terry McCutchen (USN-Retired) and was RM2 stationed at Sidi Yahia Receiver Site. Great memories of there and Kenitra base housing. I don't remember a lot of names from there but the CinC of the receiver site then was RMC Eugene Powell and my Comm Officer was Ltjg Bock who also lived at Kenitra housing.
I drove a 64 Chevy Nova back and forth from Kenitra for duty at Sidi and sold it for about twice what I paid for it when I left. My sponsor was a Bob Nowitzki. Would like to hear from anyone from that era. Thanks again for the site.
POSTED: 07/29/05 @ 2300 hours
I was both surprised and elated at the same time Lou when I found this site. I was an RM3 stationed at NCS Sidi Yahia from 72 - 74, first in the Message Center and then later until I left Tech Control.
My mind wandered back to my arrival at the airport in Casablanca and bewildered by the sites and sounds. I can recall getting off my flight and not knowing what laid in store for me. Some kind person at the airport saw how dazed I was and helped direct me to the bus station for my trip to Kenitra. Arriving in the early hours of the morning still dazed and confused a pair of Moroccan airmen directed me to the base and the Main Gate. Upon arriving with no proper I.D. card (which was later provided by the personnel office at Sidi) for the station and just my bags and orders the gate guard contacted the MA's, who kindly picked me up and allowed me to sleep for a few hours in an open jail cell (some first impression or was this a sign of things to come).
After being awoken and taken to where the first bus for the workers to the base at Sidi Yahia was departing from, my new duty station awaited. Once at the Main Gate to NCS Sidi I was started my in-processing and after being assigned a barracks and a bunk, the bag's were dropped and it was time for chow.
My first memory from that day was, sitting in the chow hall having some breakfast and looking out the window to see the first bus of the day arrive and let the folks off. This in it self seemed pretty much normal, until I saw the likes of "Papa Joe", "Dirt Bomb", Randy P, "Sir D the B", "Pig" and a few others whom I would later make friends with, getting off the bus with woman's panties on there head!
From that point on over the next two years many a friendship's were made and are still cherished to this day. We worked hard and partied even harder. With NCS Sidi Yahia, Morocco being the last of the Major Communications Stations being Torn Tape message relay, Fleet Broadcast and Major HF Tech Control facility and working a 2-2-96 rotation we went non-stop when on shift. Can ever forget the passing of "getting loaded party on the loading dock" or "Burn Run" being passed over the intercom and lets not forget the "Chad parties" during those never ending 12 hour Mid shifts.
As I said we partied even harder so who can forget; the late night's taking a cooler of beer out to the antenna field with our buddies the Marine dog handlers (hay we were all young and enjoying ourselves at the time, plus it was getting close to pay day and cash was low). If not staying on base and having a few at the Sportsman club, we were in town and odds are at Jack's Bar playing Ship, Captain, Crew with Bill (a former Marine who never left) and the rest, for rounds of beer. OH YA lets not forget the 4th of July fireworks gun battles at Media Lake (it was a dry lake bed and no one got ever got hurt). We even did what Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young sang about and we took the Marrakech Express a number of times those wonderful years.
I guess I could go on and on about all the good times and the wonderful memories I have of my time in Morocco, but will end it here. I will say the saddest day was when I departed to move on to my next duty station, I never did say goodbye to my friends, just "See you Later". So to all of those who came before us and after us and those we have lost "Keep on Turcken"
Kurt, Ben, Kip, "Papa Joe", "Tall Man", "Dirt Bomb", "Bro", Randy P., Rick "Got any Greenies" N., Sue P., Debbie, Patty M., John S., "Tiny" (jarhead), "Pineapple" (jarhead), "Sir D the B" (Seabee), Jim & Betty E., "Sammy$", Harry Lee, Chief Simmons, "PIG", Charlie T. and if I left anyone out please forgive me (getten old) remember Jackson Browne's album "Saturate Before Using", Track 6 "Something Fine" and the line "Now you say Morocco and that makes me smile, I haven't seen Morocco in a very long time" but I still recall you all in my dreams.
Finnie Whalu (its been a long time so the spelling may not be correct) for now. So let me hear from one and all.
RM1 Joe "Shwea (little) Joe" Fielding, USN Ret.
POSTED: 07/29/05 @ 1730 hours
First of all, let me congratulate you for this very interesting website. Almost every two days, I read all messages in guest book in case I found someome who I knew either from NTC Kenitra or NCS Sidi Yahia. Frankly, It takes me back to my old days in these bases.
Let me introduce myself, my name is Zoubida ZAKIR, I started on 29 September 1970 working at Special Services, then I moved to NCS Sidi Yahia at Public Works, then in 1972 back to NTC Kenitra at Public Works, Housing Office. The name of my boss at the Housing Office was Mr Maxwell. I do remember also LTC Shelton, USMC who used to be my boss at CEM School. I hope that anyone who remembers me to send me an email, I would be very very happy.
Another case which is bothering me is that I am looking for two young brothers whose names are Roger and Jerry. My mother used to work for them in 60s in Kenitra. Before their departure from Morocco, my mother and her family invited them for a dinner. We spent a good time and I still have the photos taken by their father that everning. Also, I still remember the room in their villa where my mother and I used live .
Again, thank you so much Lou for this job well done.
POSTED: 07/28/05 @ 1350 hours
I served as Bill Middagh's B/N in VC 7 at Port Lyauty in 1955. We and our AJ2 spent most of time on the Intrepid in CDR Forrest Norvell 's Detachment 33 Our 3'rd crewman was AT1 O W Austin,
What great memories. We all turned out great !!!! Sorry I missed Reno. Will see you in New Orleans ( I wager the drinks will be more than 10c each as they were in Lyautey at Happy Hour. Email me at email@example.com
Warren Bruce, Capt. USNR Ret
POSTED: 07/24/05 @ 0900 hours
Ron Szulborski, RMSN, May 1958 to November 1959. Thanks for a great website. It was quite a shock to see some of the base pictures. The memories were starting to fade.
POSTED: 07/23/05 @ 1020 hours
I'm attempting to locate Ronald A. Collins. He was an a fireman stationed at USNRS(T) Sidi Bouknadel 68'-70'. He arrived from Naval Support Activity, Danang, Vietnam June 21, 1968. His home state was California.
He has a daughter living in Kenitra, Morocco who would very much like to know him. She doesn't want to impose on his current life, but if he's amenable, she would be interested in learning about him and his side of the family.
If anyone can provide information which would help in our search, please e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
- Kelly Krieg
POSTED: 07/18/05 @ 1300 hours
This is Neil Walman and I just found the site, never knew one existed. Using the postings on the site I was able to contact 4 buddies that I served with at the Fleet Weather Central between 1952 and 1954. We were all Aerographer mates. It was a great duty station and a great bunch of weathermen that I had the privilege to serve with.
POSTED: 07/16/05 @ 0700 hours
Was stationed at the PORT for about six moths before being shipped to the STATES in 1960. Because I was a SA
and working most of that time as a Mess Cook, I didn't have a lot of spare time to enjoy the area. However, I was able
to see and do enough to wish I could have stayed longer. After reading the postings that you guys wrote, I know
that I missed a lot of good times.
Lou, thanks for the website.
Frank Haynie (e-mail ~ email@example.com)
POSTED: 07/10/05 @ 1900 hours
I was born in Port Lyautey in January, 1959 to Jim and Connie Hutchinson. Is there anyone out there who knew my father. He passed away in 1989 from cancer.
Tina Dobija (Hutchinson) ~ email firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 06/23/05 @ 0635 hours
I was stationed in Morocco at Sidi Yahia at the communications site from 1955 to 1957. I worked at the power plant and was a 2nd class Engineman. Our middle son, Glen, was born at the Naval Hospital at Port Lyautey. We supplied power to the base. Maybe someone will remember me. We lived in Mehdia Beach, fourth level. Would like to hear from anyone of my peers. Thanks.
James A. Gould ~ email@example.com
SSgt, USAF (Ret)
POSTED: 06/20/05 @ 0230 hours
My first Duty Station after Parris Island and Camp Geiger was 1st Guard Company, Marine Barracks, Sidi Yahia, Morocco, 1965-1966. The duty itself was boring and uninteresting except for the shennanagins of the Marines I served with. Liberty was great. I went to Casablanca as often as possible. I met a girl who worked in the Dutch Consulate and we became close friends. I'll always remember the "wild and crazy" things I did there.
I used to ride for miles on a rented motorbike and soak up the culture, the food (though a bowl of Pepper Soup gave me a good case of the 'Ho Chi Minh Two-Step'), the friendly people, and the amazing scenery. I was just 18 and thought I was a 'bon vivant' of sorts. The beaches of Mohammhedina (sp) was a regular hangout for me. My Dutchie friend introduced me to many people within the Consulate circle and I was invited to attend several wing-dings at the Churchill Club. I learned to play Snooker and acquired my taste for Gin and Tonic there. I listed to the 'colonials' talk of the "old days" and of "Indo Chine" and the Viet Minh.
I've never forgotten Morocco and its secrets that only one who has lived there can understand.
Brian Hipwell ~ email: firstname.lastname@example.org
Cpl. USMC 1965-71
POSTED: 06/12/05 @ 1635 hours
My husband's father, James Beverly Bailey was stationed at Port Lyautey 1941-1944. Unfortunately that is about the only information my husband has about his father's military service. His father did however send him a small brass figurine from Port Lyautey. Is there any way you could suggest how we could get information on Seaman 1st class J.B. Bailey?"
We believe J. B. Bailey was assigned to a Load Docking Ship (LSD).Thank you,
Frances S. Bailey, e-mail: email@example.com
POSTED: 06/10/05 @ 1230 hours
What a great site. I hadn't heard "labess" in over 45 years. I graduated "Boot" at Bainbridge in Jan. '57. Just prior to that I was
chosen, along w/ 99 other guys, to march in Eisenhower's 2nd inaugural. That's something to remember! Went to NAAS Jax for a year. The base was real small back then, only a little over a hundred guys. Then off to Port Lyautey in early '58. Flew
MATS out of Charleston, S.C. and had engine trouble in Bermuda, a day or two layover, and then a fuel stop at Lajes, Azores and finally Morocco. First assigned to mess cook duty under Cochrane the cannon cocker (Gunner's Mate). Remember the Galley CMAA, real skinny guy, used to wear his Chief's hat cocked to the side and give use lectures on staying away from the brothels, or else we would wind up w/ a case of "the old joe"? :-) Can't recall his name. There was also a Marine staff sergeant on the MAA staff, rumor had it that he had been one of Carlson's Raiders in W.W.II. I remember once they caught two mess cooks, in the spud locker, mixing a big tub of salad w/ their feet, then they confessed to spitting in the food, and maybe worse. I think they both got court martialed.
When there was political unrest in Lebanon (July '58) we had Marines flying through on their way to beef up the area. Served them steak and one beer w/ the meal, in the mess hall, I was impressed! After the galley I was assigned as a watch stander in Boiler Plant #2, at the bottom of the hill. Chief Kettle was the boss. My best buddy was Joseph L. "Nick" Jones. He stood watches in Boiler Plant #1, behind the galley. We both had the eve. watch and would meet in the galley when we got off to fix ourselves a big breakfast. We'd both been on mess duty and knew all the cooks and, beside that, they depended on the boilers to keep them operating smoothly. My lesson in trading favors, or "cumshaw",had begun.
At Boiler Plant #2 we had two "Mo's" who did mostly janitorial work. We knew them as "Peewee" and "The Old Man". I used to buy them hotdogs from the "Geedunk" wagon and they would hide to eat them. Muslims are forbidden to eat pork. Peewee had an old Ariel "4 Square" motorcycle that he occasionally rode to work. After several months in the boiler room I was transferred to the plumbing shop where I did "Trouble calls", fixing leaky faucets, pluggedtoilets, failed water heaters, etc. Many of the calls were to base housing.
I recall a few names. Lt. Lake was the Public Works Shops
Officer. Among the crew were CN's Ralph Tarbox, Bob Hartman, SW2 Starr and a CE1
named Jeter. Handicapping and betting on college football was a weekly
pastime. There was an American civilian, Merle Boomer, who worked in
the telephone exchange. We became friends and I spent many evenings at
his home, in base housing, playing cards and drinking beer. His wife,
"Mimi" was french I think, a very beautiful woman.
I don't think I was ever in Mama's, it was too expensive for us non rated peons. Made many trips to Suzzane's though and when I had a few bucks in my pocket I hung around the bars in Kenitra.
Mary"? She worked at the Felix bar, it was near the police station,
where you changed your Scrip for Francs. She was a very flamboyant young woman who many thought was a hooker. I remember that several of my
friends tried to "date" her, to no avail. As I recall we figured she was looking for someone to marry her and take her to the U.S. She eventually married a young Seabee who was charged with marrying a foreign national without permission. He lost a stripe and did some brig time. While he was in the brig Mary came on the base and used a can of shaving cream to write "I love you" on the pavement outside the brig. Sgt. Yancey formed the prisoners and marched them up and down the street
until the words were obliterated. Mary was there watching, but the young man didn't dare look at her w/o incurring Sgt. Yancey's wrath. I think the couple eventually had the marriage recognized and were allowed to return to the U.S.
There was a UT2, in the plumbing shop, that brought his wife over. I
don't remember his name, but I think her name was Betsy. They had a
'53-'54 Plymouth 4 door and took several of us to Marrakech and Fez for
a long weekend. We stopped in the mountains when we saw some Berbers.
Some of the Berber men were on horseback, fierce looking guys, but they
were friendly enough. Made a few trips to Rabat and one or two to Casablanca, but don't remember much about either place.
I stayed in the Navy and retired in 1979 as a CPO, it was a good life.
In looking at the pics.(Newsletter, Folks I most remember '57-'59) the
faces look familiar, but I can't specifically remember them. I have
memories of the barracks. Remember when we got the pool table and some
guy brought in his pet monkey, which proceeded to soil the felt? There
was "Greaserack Charlie", he was a CM2, older guy who kept to himself and another older guy, a first class I think, who we called the Limey War Bride, As I recall he had been in the British military and had married an American WAC or Wave during WWII.
There was a big free-for-all one night and I tried to break up a couple
of guys, got cut by a broken light bulb in one of those bunk lights for
my trouble. Still have the scar on the back of my arm.
I've got 4-5 pics. that I'll get to Lou so he can post them.
I guess I've rambled on enough, hope I sparked some memories. Get in touch if you want to swap stories, or whatever.
Douglas D. Whitten
POSTED: 05/26/05 @ 1330 hours
I am Moroccan, born in Kenitra and I left Kenitra allmost 35 years ago. I spent two years in USA from (1980 to 1982) and now live in France After all these many years, I am pleased and proud to see my home town on your website. Some of the stories of the Navy Station at Kenitra (Port Lyautey) are very touching. The story of Greg Phillips was both happy and sad.
Thank you very much Lou and keep doing a god job for our memories, God Bless you, Sallam Alikoum
Sylvie Favier, e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 05/26/05 @ 1330 hours
FOUND THIS SITE. I WAS STATIONED THERE FROM MARCH 1944 TIL OCTOBER 1944. RM1C IN STATION COMMUNICATIONS. BEST FRIEND BOB DIAMOND WAS KILLED IN PV CRASH INTO BLUFF DURING BOMBING RUN IN JULY. CAME THERE FROM NOB PALERMO SICILY AS RM2. CAME BACK TO STATES ON ROTATION AFTER 17 MONTHS SINCE HAD BEEN ON 2 SHIPS, LST 3 AND 387 THAT WERE TORPEDOED AND BOMBED. WISH COULD GO BACK SOME DAY. NAME IS GEORGE L DERRICK. EMAIL GeoDJax@aol.com
POSTED: 05/25/05 @ 1445 hours
My husband, 3 kids and I, arrived in PL in Dec., 1959 and left in June of 1962. Maybe someone out there remembers Barbara and Ed Pokarth. We were met at the airport by the Stengels' and settled in at the Regina Hotel in Kenitra for about 3 month until base housing was available. Ed got the news that he had made Chief Gunner's Mate while we were there. We frequented the Chief's Club quite frequently and had some great times there. Paul Gentry, the "weather guesser" was manager at the time and did a fine job of running the bingo games. We were on a couple of bowling teams and had many friends from there.
Ed passed away 4 years ago from complications of diabetes and numerous other ailments. We divorced in 1973 and he re-married 4 more times. We didn't stay in touch on a personal level but the kids kept me informed about his health, etc. We both had very fond memories of our tour in Morocco.
Barbara Pokarth Bauman
POSTED: 05/19/05 @ 1435 hours
Hello I am looking for a picture of St, Mere, Eglise # 2 Cemetery.
Thank you John Slade, e-mail: email@example.com
POSTED: 05/15/05 @ 1545 hours
Hello, Everyone, I was stationed Main Side from Feb58, to I think Sep59, 19 months anyway? I was in the H&SCo, of the Marine Barracks, we where in barracks right across from the PX. I left there as A Sgt., It was a fun time, would have been better if I had been able to speak the language. Would like to return someday, it anyone has plans let me know, a couple of the guys I was there with have been back twice. Semper Fi.
Jim Horner ~ email: firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 05/05/05 @ 1445 hours
CEC- Jack K. Ward and His former wife Bess,were stationed at Sidi Ahihi,from '67-'69..lived at NTC Kenitra....Bess was Seabee Queen in '68,and worked at the exchange at Sidi and NTC. Most enjoyable duty station...friend's are still in touch..Carl Lindau,Richard Buchahan,...also before our tour and met later Jack Kasper....he was there before us..
Great site and so glad to have received from Young Morrocan friend Roy Hassan, from Kenitra, his Dad worked at the Mamora Hotel when we lived there before our household effect's got there.
Jack now live's in Elizabeth City,N.C. with other wife....he is Maintenance Supervisor for Pasquotank County School sysytem there. I'm living in Long Beach,Ms. retired from an insurance company...our son Dwayne Ward,is living in L.A.,an upcoming actor/singer/songwriter/actor/model.
We both keep in contact often...
Jack and I are still friend's...
Maybe I'll hear from some of you stationed there when were..I'd love to go back someday...I loved the brochett's and the nearest I have come to being back there was Barcelona,a couple of year's ago,on a company trip...
Thank's for the site..great memories spent there.
POSTED: 05/04/05 @ 1045 hours
Hello to all Port Lyautey alumni. I was stationed there from 4/52 till 12/53. I was a Communication Technician, Radio 2. When I heard where I was going, I said OH NO. How wrong can one be. Great duty. Enjoyed every minute. Visited most of the towns from Casablanca north to Tangiers. Spend a lot of time in town and in the medina. This site brings back great
memories. Mama's, Rotonde, Bar Americaine and having a beer with the French Foreign Legion. Anyone out there that was a the Port at the same time, drop me a line.
POSTED: 05/03/05 @ 0945 hours
Aboard NAS Port Lyautey '59-'60, PN2, Admin. Bldg. Lived in town first in apartment then in a villa. Attended the port Lyautey Alumni Association reunion this year (2005) in Savannah. It was great! Everyday was packed full of activities. On the way there from Delaware stopped in Norfolk to see Nauticus and board the Wisconsin. Next stopped in Charleston to visit the Hornet, Laffey, Clagamore (Sp?) and the Coast Guard vessel.
Here is a coincidence: at the reunion met a former corpsman who had been assigned to the same barracks in Port and also served aboard the USS Tutuila, as I did later. Here again we both had berthed in the same compartment! Good example of 'ships passing in the night'!
Have a lot of slides and photographs that I took while stationed in Port and some that I picked up on Ebay. The Ebay ones are from the 40s along with two sets of foldout French postcards of Kenitra. I know I have a slide taken from the enlisted barracks area looking over the quonset hut housing, the hospital, the chapel, the chow hall, exterior of bldg where we held court martials, personnel from admin., the red cross in town etc. Will try to get them together. Let me know which ones, if any, you would like for the site.
Paul L. Fleming, PN2
POSTED: 04/20/05 @ 1230 hours
I was a Radio and teletype operator from 1952 to 1953. Worked the Primary Station "NHY" Sent Fox Broadcast to the Six fleet, Ship to shore and Air to ground Circuits.along with the British at "GBG" (Gibralter). MY First Son was born in Casablanca at the Air force base.Had great times touring and enjoying Morocco. If any one was operating at that time would be nice hearing from you all. Ralph Piscopo at that time RM3. Served from 1947 thru 1956.
POSTED: 04/20/05 @ 1230 hours
1st Sgt Albert Jones, USMC Ret. and wife Carridder (Rita) here.Thanks for the website, we read all of the letters and enjoyed hearing about everyone's duty in Port Lyautey. We were there 1959 - 1962 and were stationed at Bouknadel, our fifth child, Anthony was born there and he is the one who found this site. We are now retired and living in Louisville, KY, getting ready to celebrate our 50th wedding anniversary. We think often of the friends we met at Port Lyautey and still are in touch with some of them. Best wishes to you all. See you at the Oasis.
POSTED: 04/14/05 @ 0730 hours
My name is Leila, born in Kenitra;
Could anyone help me to locate DAVID, who was my friend when I was 4 /5 years old!! We both went to the catholic school sainte-famille His father was based in Kenitra in the 1970s. They left for ROTA on late 1976.
Any information would be appreciated!!!
Thanks in advance !
Leila, Email: email@example.com
POSTED: 04/14/05 @ 0730 hours
My name: Edward Porter, DM3 stationed in Port L. June '54 thru Sept. of '55. Assigned w/FICELM, Photo Interp. Draftsman. Great duty and a great "bunch of guys". Anyone out there that remembers me, please communicate.
e-mail--- firstname.lastname@example.org (P.S. Just found this site.)
POSTED: 04/13/05 @ 0800 hours
I was a Flight Radio Office on board a PB2Y3 flying boat contracted to American Export Airlines by NATS when we flew from New York to Natal, then to Dakar and ending up in Port Lyautey. This was in November 1944.
Busy base. Stayed a day. Saw a number of search blimps. Served meals by Italian prisoners from a large prison camp on base. Took tour of Casablanca. Stayed in a hotel off base overlooking sea. Beautiful place. Learned of this site from Dr. Hoffman who removed a cataract last week. He was born in Port Lyautey and when I mentioned I was going on a cruise at the end of April he asked where to. Told him to Barcelona. He said you will be going close to where I was born and then I mentioned my flight to Port Lyautey. He immediately went on the computer in his office and downloaded your web page for me.
Do hope somebody from the airline might still be around and go to your website. Great service you provide - thanks.
Robert L. Klein
POSTED: 04/02/05 @ 1000 hours
Hello sir, I am a Colonel in the French Army and my father arrived in Morocco on 09/23/57 as Commander of the French Naval Air Station. We lived in town Rue Colonel Driant and I remember one of my american friends whose name was Christopher Golden, I was 5 years old at the time. The swimming pool on the US Base is still in my memory. My father was a great friend of Captain Counihan the Commander of US Naval Activities of the US Base and received the Legion of Merit, he was very proud of it.
Christian Nielly, e-mail: email@example.com.
Web-editor Note! Colonel Nielly provided three photographs that will be linked in from the Newsletter. They were of the French Base Commander (his dad) Captains Counihan and Jennings and Marine Corps Colonels Mandeville and Silvey, all from the 1957 era.
POSTED: 04/01/05 @ 0700 hours
I was in Port Lyautey from Aug. 1954-Aug. 1956. My dad was the terminal office of VR-24, LCDR Ernest J. La Fleur. I finished high school over there in 1956 and was on the radio show "Teen Timers".
In 1954, we lived in town and in 1955, we moved to the base in the quonset huts across from the Marine Corps barracks. I spent a lot of time at the Red Cross Center in town.
Would love to hear from anyone who "knew" me or my dad (who passed away at the age of 51).
Pat La Fleur
POSTED: 03/27/05 @ 1215 hours
My stop in Post Lyautey was in the Spring of 1956--"Her stillness took me to my first Mediterranean night in Port Lyautey, northwest of Casablanca, then in French Morocco." It was the start of a Med-Cruise. Port Lyautey was the first stop after leaving the aircraft carrier Ticonderoga, CVA-14, in Gibraltar. I was as a part of a two-man plane-maintenance crew that flew with a twin-engine Beechcraft from port-to-port, meeting the ship so that its deck-bound pilots could put in flight time.
In writing about the experience, I would like to know if it was the town of Port Lyautey that would have been where I spent the evening in bars and night club, after taking a bus to town from the airbase or air station?
I remember, during the day, seeing Berbers, I think, riding horseback in the streets, bandoliers crossing their chests, rifles on their backs.
Thank you for the providing this website; finding it via Google and reading it has been a help in fact-checking what I write.
David George, e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 03/22/05 @ 0715 hours
Lou, I never cease to be amazed at the work you have done on this web site. I was in Lyautey part of 1949 and 1950. For any who might remember GENE RICH on WNAA feel free to contact me email@example.com for a little passing of the time.
POSTED: 03/18/05 @ 1400 hours
I served first and second grade in Port Lyautey. If memory serves, my teachers were Ms. Mossburgh and Ms. Watson. I was friends with Diane Jacobi and my first crush was a boy named Wesley Perry. Now, do the math, I am well into middle age, can't remember where I left my glasses, but I can remember these things. Living in Morocco was a thrill of a lifetime, a lesson in other cultures and world history, strange flora (cork trees and the amazing flower gardens in the Palace at Rabat) and fauna (camels and those great chameleons). My family was my father Cdr Conrad Donahue and his wife Regina(aka the rabbits) and kids, Conrad Jr, Anne (me), Steve, Paul, Tom, Mark and Billy, who was born there. My mom was pregnant again when we left. Because of the familial size, we were lucky to live in the exclusive double quonset hut next to the admin bldg. It had a lovely courtyard in the back and banana trees.
While living there, my parents took the 4 oldest kids and traveled in Europe..Italy, Germany and Spain. I may never get back there and treasure the sights and memories that being a Navy brat gave me. Thank you for setting up the site.
Anne Bethel~email: firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 03/18/05 @ 0730 hours
Just to note, I served at the subject Naval Communications Station from 1958 to late 1959 just before being assigned to USS Fort Mandan LSD21 Little Creek, VA.
Michael Collum RM2 USNR
POSTED: 03/17/05 @ 1020 hours
My last year of duty was a memorableone as I arrived at P.L. Nov. 1954 for six months tour of duty at the terminal driving heavy equipment and also part of line crew. Spent a lot of time in town barteriing with local merchants and petite taxi drivers. Enjoyed times at Mammas, Jacks and a restaurant run by a Jewish gentleman from N.Y. Also visited Fez Rabat and Casablanca.Took a trip to Marakesch with the basketball team. The duty was good and the local culture was very interesting and educational. Then transferred to our detachment at Capadechino.Same work but duty was 24 on 48 off. Last six mos. of service was a total blast. Managed to visit the ruins of Pompeii.Then offto Brooklyn for discharge Nov 1955. Returned home to Leominster Ma. Moved to Ormond beach Fl. in 1986. Cannot recall many names but would like to reach a couple guys namely Charles Hoerner, Wally Raimon,Don Bent Robert Roberts and any others who were also stationed at both places, also Jack Fulton.Great web site and wish Iwas aware of it sooner. Thanks for bringing back so many memories.
Robert (Bob) LeBlanc ~ e-mail: email@example.com
POSTED: 03/08/05 @ 1135 hours
I am looking for any one who served at Port Lyautey around '48 thru about 07/49. Looking for any one who might have known my father Fred Carr (311 08 50) and his wife Florence. My sister, Patricia, was born there in July of 49. The pictures I have are of them standing in front of a "hut", a sort of metal pole barn looking building. Is this where they lived?
Your welcome to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Great web site, especially for us kids trying to find out more about our parents and their lives.
Debra (Carr) Balentine
POSTED: 03/03/05 @ 1100 hours
Didn't even realize this website existed till another old navy buddy informed me of it. I am Bruce Parkhouse was an rm2 at the time (1964) stationed at NCS/ receiver site. Have lots of good memories of my time there, anyone remembers me drop me a email@example.com
POSTED: 03/01/05 @ 1020 hours
I served at Marine Barracks, Kenitra, Morocco in 1965-66. I was stationed at Bouknadel on guard duty at the antenna fields and then as corporal of the guard at the Bouknadel main gate. I was transferred to the barracks at Kenitra where I was stationed at the main gate. I remember going into the Fleet Reserve club in town and meeting these French girls who lived in Kenitra. I also took side trips to Fez and Rabat while stationed there
POSTED: 02/28/05 @ 1000 hours
Rudolph G. Metzger (Rudy) I was in VR-24 from 1/1/55 to 9/57 and worked in the aircargo div.secound sec. I would like to hear from anyone who was there with me at the time. My E-Mail address is fishingopa@msn,com.
POSTED: 02/21/05 @ 1700 hours
I stumbled onto your Port Lyautey site while surfing Moroccan sites in view of eventually winding up in Morocco for my retirement. What I had intended to be a brief visit turned into an all day stroll down Memory Lane. It is amazing, warm and reassuring that, in spite of having been stationed in Port Lyautey/Kénitra at vastly different times, so many of those contributing to your guest book have so many similar memories of the time they spent in Morocco
I arrived in Morocco in September 1968 as a Supply Corps Lieutenant. My wife, who was French, and I quickly decided that we wanted to live in town rather than on the base and we found a big old house at 40, avenue Hassan II in a garden behind a rather ugly apartment building, just up the street from the Ambassy Hotel where lots of new arrivals were lodged prior to finding long-term housing.
My duties were those of Assistant Supply Officer in charge of Material this meant that I oversaw the receipt and distribution of supplies arriving from the States on the monthly supply ship, including household goods. Everyone arriving or leaving the bases had to pass through my office where they were counselled and assisted by Helene Walton and Hafsa Bekri, my assistant. John Labbancz, a long-time American civilian employee, oversaw the non-household goods aspect of things. It was a happy office with lots of fun and our share of private jokes.
The big event each month was the arrival of the supply ship which did a circuit between Kenitra, Newark, NJ and Newport News, VA. Eastbound the ship brought everything from goodies for the Navy Exchange and Commissary to spare parts, ammunition, everything necessary for the bases as well as personal effects and vehicles. When the supply ship arrived there was always a frenzy of activity on the base and at the port. Personnel from almost every department were mobilized to keep an eye on the discharging of the ship and the loading of the trucks that made the shuttle between the port and the base. There was a real sense of effervescence.
Because my wife and I spoke French, we were called upon to act as informal liaisons with the junior Moroccan officers. We made a lot of good friends and did a lot of mutual entertaining. Unfortunately many of our friends came to bad ends after an attempt on the life of king Hassan II.
Like so many before and after us, we set out seriously to discover the wonders of Morocco. There were frequent trips to Rabat where we explored the medina, the gardens of the Oudaia and the lovely little café overlooking the river. There was the fun of shopping trips where we did lots of bargaining and very little buying. The days in Rabat inevitably ended with drinks on the terrace of the Balima hotel and dinner at La Maman.
Warm weather meant visits to the beach, either at Mehdia, nearby, or Bouknadel where there is a large beach and a lovely little restaurant run by an older French lady, Madame Bernard I can still taste the grilled shrimp and the marinated mussels. At Mehdia there was a restaurant whose real name was the Bellevue, but which everyone called Chez Mamie because of the ancient French lady who ran it and who had dozens and dozens of cats everywhere. In spite of questionable hygiene we delighted in the fried squid and delicious steaks. (I recently learned that the people in Mehdia still call it Chez Mamie even though she has been caring for her cats in Paradise for years )
As our daughter grew older and more transportable we began exploring further. Weekends now included Fes, Meknes, Marrakech, Casablnca, Agadir, Essouira, Taroudant and dozens of other magic places. One precious memory is of being able to picnic in the ruins of Volubilis, undisturbed. Our daughter saw her first snow at Ifrane.
The years were filled with happy moments, both large and small. They were also marked with two major dramas in our lives and in the life of Mococco. I am not a golfer and was not invited to celebrate the kings birthday at his palace at the beach at Skirat on the 10th of July 1971, but several of my friends were, including a close friend, Lt. Skip Boorman, the Legal Officer. Instead we spent the day lounging by the pool at the new beach complex at Mehdia. When we returned home we learned that soldiers had invaded the golf course at Skirat a had killed over a hundred of the guests including senior diplomats and people close to the king. We were told to get to the base and prepare to evacuate. My car was being repaired so a friend, Brenda Benadom, who worked for Civilian Personnel and I bundled my wife, daughter our dog and her dog into her car and headed for the base. We left my wife, daughter and the dogs near the exchange, telling them to go to Skip and Bonnies house to keep Bonnie company. We also made plans where to meet in Rota, Spain if we were evacuated separately. Brenda and I went to our respective offices to wait for orders. What seemed like endless hours later we found out that the plot had been unsuccessful and we could resume our normal activities more or less. We went to the Boormans and waited Skips return. He came back with harrowing stories of people being shot all around him and being forced to lie nose down in the gravel drive in front of the palace. We drank a lot of Scotch that evening. As the days wore on we heard other equally harrowing stories from other friends who had been there. The following week the high ranking Moroccan officers who had led the plot were executed it was televised !!
The second event marked us very closely personally. A little over a year later, the 16th of August 1972, pilots or the Royal Moroccan Air Force based at Kenitra fired on the Kings plane as he is returning from a private visit in France. My wife and I were vacationing in Germany and heard the news on the US Base radio. We raced to the nearest US base to get more information. On the base I ran a couple of red lights and wound up being escorted by MPs to the Admin building when I explained why I was there and why I was driving like a madman. Very kind personnel got in touch with USNTC and assured us that things were under control. We raced across Germany, France and Spain in record time, getting more news along the way. When we got back to Kenitra we learned that almost all of the young Moroccan officers who had made up our group of friends had been involved and were under arrest. Some were married to French or American women; we were told to keep our distance from the families. The trial was held at the Province building at the top of Avenue Hassan II and barriers were set up at the intersection just up the street from our house. Families waited there each day to hear the results of the trials. It was a very painful time and we were close to some of the principal actors. On the 13th of January 1973 eleven officers were executed, several of them close friends.
Two years earlier I had left the US Navy and continued in the same job as a civilian. I decided it was time to leave Kenitra. It took a while to organize my departure and I left in September 1973. My wife had left a few months before, taking our houseboy, Touil, to work for her parents. He now has his own business in France and a large family.
I have lived in France since my departure from Morocco. I have kept in touch with some of my friends from those days. Lt Bert Rucker and his wife Suzie have visited me several times in France, I saw Brenda Benadom, from Civilian Personnel, in San Francisco in 2001 and had dinner with Fr. Joseph Brennan, the Catholic Chaplain, in Santa Monica the same year.
In 1999 my daughter suggested that we make a trip to Morocco. We began planning, right down to copying photos we had taken when we were there to try to find the same places. We visited Marrakech (where we were able to duplicate the photo with the snake charmers 25 years later), Casa (where we had dinner at the Cabistan, a favourite from the 70s), Rabat (for bargaining and not buying well a little buying - and drinks on the terrace of the Balima and dinner at La Maman), Kenitra (of course), Meknes and Fes and then drove down the inner highway through Ifrane, Azrou and Benni Mellil back to Marrakech. I was pleased to see that my memories of the beauty of the country and the warmth and kindness of its people were confirmed.
I was surprised to see the changes in Kenitra, it is a modern town now and has spread out in every direction. Some things are still the same. I am rather sorry that the clock has vanished, but it is probably out-of-place in todays Kenitra traffic. The house where we lived is now a school. The flowers I planted are long forgotten. We had lunch in Mehdia at the restaurant know as chez Mamie it is very clean now and there are no cats. The new manager knew the story about Mamie and her cats but I was able to fill in some further details.
I am hoping to get back to Morocco in the VERY near future to do some exploring for a retirement spot
I am surprised to see that there are very few Guest Book entries from my time frame in Kenitra. I have sent the site link to friends from that time and hope they add to the wealth of memories.
(Bernard) Craig Phillips former LT(SC)USNR
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Please note my change of address :
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Thanks - Merci
POSTED: 02/21/05 @ 1240 hours
Help; Especially to those who were in Port Lyauty from about 1957 to 1960. I am searching for two guys I worked with. Petty Officers Jim Freeman and Jim Beard.
I was there from about September of 1958 to July 1960. I worked in the air terminal doing weight and balance on various aircraft. In acquiring the proper cargo for those flights, we worked with Noact, and the post Office in the terminal. Two particular guys there in the P.O. were petty officers Jim Beard and Jim Freeman. Jim Beard was rated in construction and probably assigned to the SeeBees. Whereas with Jim Freeman I am not sure of his rate. In any case, I became friendly with them primarily because they delivered many special letters via "frog mail" from my girl in England.
In particular, I am searching for Jim Freeman. He was a small frame guy. Maybe 160 pounds and probably about 25 years of age at the time. I don't know where he was from in the US or anything about his background. Somewhere early 1960, he transferred to North Audly Street and the COMCINCNELM (I think). Once there, he was once again initially assigned to the mail department.
The reason I would like to find him is: He was best man at my wedding in May of 1960. The wife and I have been together 45 years now and if we make it to 50, I sure would like to have Jim Freeman back for a reunion. Do any of you guys know of him, clues as to what I might do to find him, or any methods to search military records without knowing his serial number?? I might even have his name spelled wrong. It may be with just one "E". I did a searches on phone white pages and came up with about 150 J, Jim, James Freeman's but no luck there yet. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
Jim Deitschman AN USNR
POSTED: 02/17/05 @ 2230 hours
SERVED AT NCS FROM 11/68 UNTIL 02/70 WORKED FOR CTOC ROBERT F. KUKALA, THE BEST CPO I EVER KNEW OR WORKED FOR.
POSTED: 02/15/05 @ 2300 hours
Walt Smith alias Lee Jayson of WNAF the first radio station on the base. Attached to Special Devices unit, Link Trainer Instructor of Instrument Flying. SeaBees were still building the base. Squadron had two or three quonsets next door to French Customs at base of the hill. Started as TDAN and left as TD-2. Hello to all and remember the hours DJ-ing on the air. And teaching all the pilots from our squadron and attaches and foreign pilots from Gibraltar and other units. Helped build the first group of four links tied to one contol to simulate stacking over Orley and Blackbushe! Any others of this time period would love to hear from you. firstname.lastname@example.org
POSTED: 02/10/05 @ 0935 hours
Anybody out there remember me? Cpl. Burns, Bouk 68, 69, and 70.
POSTED: 02/07/05 @ 0940 hours
Thanks for a super site Lou, my wife and I enjoy it very much. Thanks to it and to the French AAKPPA site I feel I have shared precious moments of my wife's youth, and although I grew up in Sweden we both share lots of common Memories, starting with American music and fashion in the 1950's;Isabelle of corse got it from the US Base, I spent my nights listening under my bedcover listening to the AFN, the American Forces Network in West Germany.
My wife Isabelle GARCIA is a French lady who worked for the US Military base in Port Lyaute/Kenitra between 1957 and 1963 She was seated opposite one of her great friends, Michael "Mickey/micki" Murray from Harlem, N.Y.,who was working for the DISPOSAL in one of the Quonset (?) semicircular huts at the airbase and we would love to hear from him or about him if anyone got some news.
Our e-mail is BGUSTAFSSON@libello.com and we would appreciate if no commercial messages follow.
Thanks in advance!
Bo and Isabelle Feb 06, 2005
POSTED: 01/27/05 @ 0400 hours
I did a deployment, in Port Lyautey, with Patrol Squadron 23 (VP-23) in 1954/55. I have some pictures of the base as well as some Rabat photos if you are interested. I viewed all your photos with great interest. You've done a wonderful job with this site. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. By the way, that P2V in the '57/'58 Dean Miller Collection, with the LA tail designation, is from Patrol Squadron 5 (VP-5) out of NAS Jacksonville, Florida. They were more than likely doing a six month deployment. Again, super job on the Lyautey Site.
Jack Malone, VP-23 1953/1955
POSTED: 01/23/05 @ 1840 hours
I was born in PORT LYAUTEY in November 1959 when my father was serving as a doctor on the base in Rabat. I know that among all the other things he did, he delivered many babies there as well. My mother, like many of you, said that those were the best years of her life.
My parents' were Judy and Baruch Hurwich and are both unfortunately deceased. It would be fun to hear from anyone who knew them - or my brother Mordy who was an adorable one year old, or me, of course...
Ariel Braun ~ E-mail: email@example.com
POSTED: 01/12/05 @ 1430 hours
Greetings to all who served at Pt. Lyautey during the mid 1940s. I was in VPB 114 AMM3/C and plane captain for Lt. Com. "Boom Boom" McCort.
P.O. Box 886
843 774 2818
POSTED: 01/19/05 @ 1320 hours
Served 6/7 months, March/October 1946 with a detachment of VPB 114 (or was it VP 114 by then?) as ARM 2c. We did some patrols (for what?) and were trained and prepared for Air/Sea Recue operations but as I remember we mostly taxied people around the western Med. Was in one of three crews who took first PB4Y2s to Lyautey from Edenton, NC. Lt. Comdr. W. D. Robinson was our pilot. As I remember he made Lt. Comdr. while we were there. There was also an Air Force high altitude photo unit there, flying B17s if I remember correctly. In my view it wasn't bad duty, probably because of the fairly frequent trips to Oran, Naples, Gibraltar, Rome, etc. Would like to hear from anyone in the squadron at that time, whether there, the Azores or back in the states. When I came back for discharge the squadron had moved up to NAS Atlantic City, my home town! E-mail address is firstname.lastname@example.org
John (Jack) Born
POSTED: 01/18/05 @ 2300 hours
Hi my name is Ciro Farina. I was stationed at Kenitra from July of 1968 to Nov. of 1970. Worked in Personnel and S.S. This site has gotten me in touch two good friends, Don (Max) Smart and Lenny Leon. We are looking for more. If you remember any of us please e-mail me. email@example.com
Char and Ciro
POSTED: 01/17/05 @ 0840 hours
My father (Grant Lawrence) was stationed at Sidi Yahia from 1956-58. We lived on the base and I graduated from the dependents High School in June 1958. Would love to hear from anyone who remembers my dad (who unfortunatly passed away in 1995 or me.
Sue (lawrence) york
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POSTED: 01/09/05 @ 1600 hours
I was an Air Force Weatherman at (first) Sidi Slimane, and (later) Nouasseur, in 1955 and 1956. I worked
long-distance with the Weather Swabbies at Port Lyautey, and they were professional and friendly.
I even went into Port Lyautey once...to the club in town for GIs of all branches...USO, I believe...and took photos all over town.
Thanks to all of you.
Formerly USAF Air Weather Service (1954-1963)
POSTED: 01/04/05 @ 1535 hours
Hello Lou... Don't know why I never thought to look for a site on Port Lyautey before, but what a wonderful surprise. My name is Dean Miner, and was an aerial photographer PHA3 in the photo lab at PL from 1957 to 1959. Some of the best times of my life were spent there and I wonder what has happened to some close friends, like Herb Keller from New York, Larry Houser from Texas and Ben McDaniels. There are still times when I can still smell the smell of riding the bus to Rabat. Just the other day I was trying to remember the name of the bar at Mehdia Beach. It's a wonder we didn't all drown in the surf there. If anyone knows the above names, please contact me at email@example.com.
Thanks for a great site.