Hooligans Navy Takes Care Of Its Own
By Mike Spillman
Bon Dia Amiga:
My brother and I were Army brats who had
to fend for ourselves most of the time and oft times went astray.
(Aft Gang Agly... B.Burns.)
He Joined the Coast Guard and I the
He married an Italian girl from the
northern seaside shore of Boston; bought a rickety old three story house on
the ocean and spent about ten years making it livable.
She was a good Catholic and they had nine
children. After she had the children she ran off with a bar tender
from the local "Slop Chute" and left my brother to rear the them.
Bobby always loved the ocean and built a
special room on the top floor facing the sea so that he could be there and
enjoy the view. He always went to the harbor to visit any Coast Guard
vessel in port and kept his contacts.
When he passed away in his sleep on
Christmas morning 1999, his daughters had him cremated and gave his ashes to
his shipmates in the Coast Guard to be spread in the North Atlantic Ocean
as per his wishes.
The Hooligan's Navy takes care of it's
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