In 1970, I arrived at NAS Alameda upon our return from a WestPac
cruise. I was with VAQ-132 at the time, a freshly minted sailor
baptized by the fire of war and striking for Yeoman. Alameda became my
home between deployments for the next three years. In the fall of
1973, I transferred to NAS Whidbey Island for my final year of
enlistment. When I left Alameda, I knew somehow, some way, I’d be back.
And I promised myself that if the opportunity to return presented
itself, I’d surely take it.
So, in 1997, I was hired by a
Bay Area software company to write and develop their education program.
I arrived the weekend of NAS Alameda’s closing, unfortunately too late
to attend the ceremony and tour my once proud home. In fact, it would
be nearly nine years before I’d return again and finally visit the base.
Through those long years, I often reflected on my
experiences at NAS Alameda; life in the barracks and standing the fire
watch. The fine Navy cooked meals served in the galley. Drinking beers
with the buddies at the EM Club at the end of the barracks. There were
also the weddings in the base chapel and receptions at the “O” Club.
Movies at the base theater. Oh, and the visit to the base by Admiral
Zumwalt, CNO. Life during the waking hours was focused on squadron
activities in hangars 39 and 40. I’ll never forget the day I tacked on
third class and did everything to avoid my left arm becoming black and
blue. The guys in maintenance were all too eager to do the tacking for
me and all too pleased when they caught me and tossed me into the
seaplane lagoon.
As I write this blog, I am prompted to
also recall the names and the faces of the fantastic people I worked
with. Their names would fill many pages. It’s good to go back to
cruise books and look up those folks with whom I deployed but it would
be really nice to enhance those memories with a “base book” that helps
us remember those times between deployments and for those who were
permanently assigned to the base. Maybe that’s what we’re starting
here, a “base blog” about life at NAS Alameda. My experiences are quite
limited to my few months between deployments with VAQ-132 and VAQ-135
Det 2. I am always anxious to hear the stories of others who were also
stationed here. Often, I got out to the base, now closed and in pretty
run down condition, and run into NAS Alameda veterans. I enjoy their
stories and like to see where and how our paths may have crossed.
Hopefully, this blog site will become populated with hundreds of stories
about life at NAS Alameda. I also hope we’ll add to the historical
documentation of life at this Navy base that was so instrumental in
defending our nation during World War II.
Alameda Naval Air Station 1940 - 1997
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