Letters from the Crew
From: Donald M. Adkins aka Domenic, 62-64, En3, 1126 12th Ave. Suite 205 Honolulu, Hawaii 96816,
In Adak Alaska the watch blew the boiler stack and I was on shore with others
having a few and upon returning to the ship Mr. Stewart said Adkins get up there
and help weld the stack and he said to the rest go hit your bunks
you are in no shape to do anything,,, well, I was the one that had the most
to drink, But the only place it was warm was up in the stack welding
so I was lucky you might say. In Guam taking the old man fishing in his gig so he could drink his Gin and Tonic
was a trusted secret and with trust he repaid in his own way.
Recovering the lost canoe in the PI was also great???? We did anything that needed
to be done on the Mighty "Q"
During the time I spent on the Quapaw it seamed like we were always out to sea
going somewhere and helping others. For a small ship it had a history before
and after I was aboard and that is a great tribute to the service it and the crews
provided for our Nation.
Thanks for the memories
Harry put us all to work on Saturday (even my Shirley). We painted all morning
and afternoon. The kids were treated by a swim at the Marina pool
later in the day. I really enjoyed taking my grandkids on a tour from bow
to the stern of the ship.
The ship is currently docked innerharbor in Baltimore, MD. The Tamaroa is the
only ship remaining from the battle of Iwo Jima. It was a Navy ship (Zuni)
then a Coast Guard ship, then privately owned. It was then bought by a foundation,
made up mostly of people who served on it or similar ships. It is presently being
restored and will be moved to West Point, VA, where it will serve as a museum and
If you are ever in the area, take the opportunity to visit the ship and the
foundation can always use financial and volunteer help.
Heading back to Hueneme we had a heavy storm chasing us. One of the mains was down
hard waitng for parts so we had three and a following sea. I took over the EOOW
for the 16 - 20 watch. I have never figured out what came over me but I decided to
balance the engines by load instead of RPM. Before long the bridge was calling down
(Medberry was on watch) asking what was going on. It would seem that miraculously we
were making a better speed over ground than the ship was rated on all four mains and
a 70 knot pusher wind. By the end of my watch we were making 20 knots good over
ground. Of course the Cheng, CWO4 James, came down to congratulate me (stand by).
He had a simple question "Petty Officer Glosson, what did you do?" So, I told him.
From that point on it was rather loud in main control. Cheng had just come from #1
engine room (no warning from my watch standers) where he had strobed the engines.
It would seem that although I made good use of our power plant I had one engine
within a couple RPM of overspeed and the other two not far behind. Bobby didn't fire
me that night but I doubt I was his favorite turd at the time either.
Moral of this story? None, but we did outrun the storm!