WHERE ARE YOU ROCKY ANGLIN?

By Paul McKenna and Jack Eckert


From the email inbox:

Jack:

I read the Evergreen article. Very good. Your should have been a Court Reporter like I was because you got that article damn near verbatim, of course you corrected my spelling. Since this incident took place in 1953, I am sure that everyone involved (except me) has passed over the bar or suffers from terminal CRS (Can't Remember Stuff, or manure such as the case may be.)

Paul

Aside: Rocky Anglin was the typical Boatswain's mate for that era. I believe he was awarded at least two General Courts Martial and went from BM1 to BM3 on a regular basis. I remember an occasion shortly after the Korean War started when everybody was issued side arms at Base Boston. BM1 Rocky was pulling the 0400 to 0800 Gate Watch, was very hung over and probably fast asleep. 

At about 0500 a milk truck pulled up to the gate and beeped for entry. Rocky waived him away, telling him the gate was locked and no entry was permitted. The milk truck driver told him that he had a milk delivery for the BIBB, which was tied up at the pier making ready to get under way on Ocean Station Patrol. 

Rocky told him to" get the hell out of here" and, when the driver refused to leave, Rocky put two rounds from his .45 through the windshield of the truck. The truck made a hasty retreat and Rocky was in the Brig in short order. 

After the courts martial BM3 Rocky Anglin was pulling permanent mid-watches on pier patrol armed with a duty belt and Billy Club. I believe he was eventually separated as a BM3 under less than Honorable Conditions, but he was one helluva sailor.

Editors Note: In those days there were a lot of good sailors who should have been kept at sea. Rockie was one of them. It was not unusual to see three and four hashmark seamen, and junior Boatswains Mates around Constitution Wharf (Base Boston.) Some worked as First Class Boatswain's Mates (They didn't have exclusive rights as a rating to get into trouble) from their lowly positions of Leading Seaman. Nobody ever questioned their practice of their trade. Many were darn good to have around when all wasn't going well. Unfortunately there was no place to put them, eventually the ship had to tie up, and eventually they had to be let off on liberty. When that happened, the inevitable happened. What is probably not admitted is the number of times the Rockies would get into a jam and it was just plain ignored. Oh for the good old days!

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