USS Hassayampa (AO-145)

USS Hassayampa (AO-145)
United States Navy
15 April 1955 - 17 November 1978

Home Port Pearl Harbor, Hawaii

USNS Hassayampa (T-AO 145)
Military Sealift Command
17 November 1978 - 2 October 1991

*************                                                                                                        "Cashmere Delta"
*************                                                                                                           "Humpin' Hass"
*************                                                                                          "Finest Oiler in the Fleet, she was."

Reunion Report - 2003

 

Report prepared by Vic Alasio, President, USS Hassayampa Veteran's Association

Date:  Sat Nov 8, 2003  7:20 pm
Subject:  Reunion Update!

Now Hear This!

Well Shipmates, the sun has set on yet another Hassayampa Reunion and what a time it was!  We even made the front page of the Wickenburg Sun!

All was in readiness for the crew of the USS Hassayampa as we began to roll into Wickenburg on Monday the 20th of October. The advance team...me...arrived mid-afternoon to a blazing sun and a crystal clear sky. The temperature hovered around the 104 mark (but it was a dry heat), and the reception by the Rancho Grande staff was just as warm. After checking in to my room and shifting into the Uniform of the Day, (hint: never wear black jeans while driving a convertible in Arizona when the sun is blazing), I made my way to the office to check on the Reunion preparations, only to find that everything had already been done. Aside from a last minute meeting on Wednesday with Royce Kardinal and the caterer, the only thing left to be done was to fill the "goody bags" and the girls were taking care of that!

The rest of the "advance team" arrived Tuesday, led off by Dickie Eilers and his wife Eila, and what an arrival it was. Dickie drove to Wickenburg from his home in Minnesota in his restored, fire-engine red, 1961 Lincoln Continental convertible.  The only thing he was missing were line handlers to moor that ship!

Chief Lange and his lady Dorene arrived shortly after Dickie and Eila and we commenced reuniting.  Randy immediately assumed the duties of "Chief Mess Cook" and assembled the required pot, coffee, 1 each, silver in color.  Using imported coffee (from California...last year's....), Wednesday morning's pot brought back the memories of the Black Oil we used to pump.  Luckily, a few other hands got involved and by Friday, the coffee was almost drinkable.  It wasn't till Saturday morning that Randy found out that I got my morning coffee from the Circle K convenience store down the street!

As expected, most of the guys scheduled to show up on Friday....showed up on Thursday!  The lobby of the Rancho Grande became the area for "sea stories", coffee and good times.  Friday found me back on the road to Phoenix to pick my wife up at the airport, returning to Wickenburg around 1130...only to be met by one of our shipmates from the Memorial Page on the website!

Tom "Magoo" Rogers and I were shootin' the sh*t at the registration table Wednesday evening when he noticed a name tag for Bob Burch.  "This guy's dead" he said.  "Why do you have a name tag for a dead guy?" he asked.   I told him that I had received an e-mail telling me he was coming to the reunion.  Magoo then showed me a printout of the Memorial Page and, sure enough, there was Burch's name.

Seems that last year I had received word that Bob Burch had passed away so I included him on the page.   When I got the e-mail telling me he was coming to the reunion, I never bothered to cross reference the list of the guys who said they were coming to the reunion with the guys on the Memorial Page.  So we spent a day and a half....waiting for a dead guy to show up!  Happily, especially for Bob Burch, Bob showed up Friday morning, very much alive!

The rest of the weekend went great.  Once again, our Opening Ceremony was very moving...especially the Two Bell.  The poolside gathering went off without a hitch, except for the PA system, which crapped out right away, but we overcame that.  The highlight of the evening was Jessica Stanley, the 13 year old daughter of the local preacher who sang "God Bless America" and then went on to sing "The Navy Hymn" during the Two Bell Ceremony.  Her appearance was arranged by Cassandra just a week before the Reunion. 

After a few words by Captains Goulds, Coulter and Olds, we presented a gift to the Desert Caballeros Western Museum for their permanent USS Hassayampa DisplayTom Joyce (CS1 1963-1965) had a wagon wheel that the Mayor of Olongapo presented to Captain Walley in 1962 which hung on the Mess Deck over the salad bar.  When Tom left the ship, he took the wheel with him and has had it ever since.  The hub has an inscribed brass plaque detailing the original presentation.  Royce Kardinal and Mayor Lon McDermott were presented the wheel for the museum and the people of Wickenburg, at which time Mayor McDermott declared that henceforth, every October 24th shall be known as USS Hassayampa Day.

I can't let another sentence go by without giving a Hassayampa Well Done to Ed Swedenborg SH3, 1958-1961.  Thursday afternoon found us lacking just one thing for our Reunion...San Miguel beer!  Try as they did, no one could locate any of the Hassayampa Holy Water anywhere!  Royce's source was as dry as the Hassayampa River and we were in trouble.  At that point, Ed suggested we try the Commissary at Luke AFB....just down the road a bit.  Around noon Ed and Dick Eilers embarked on a road trip.  They returned, empty handed, about 3 hours later...much to the chagrin of all hands.  No San Magoo! 

Not one to give up, and in true Hassayampa spirit, showing the highest traditions on the Navy and all that, Ed jumped into his car and told us he wouldn't return without enough San Miguel for the crew!  We figured that we had seen the last of ol' Ed and somebody would be eating his chow Friday night.  Not so.  About an hour later Ed pulled into the driveway.  He came into the lobby and asked me to come outside where I was met with a back seat filled with cases and cases of that golden, sudsy quaff!  Ed had done it!  In less than an hour's time he found enough San Magoo for everyone!  Tom Rogers even had tears in his eyes!  I quickly grabbed a bottle, opened it and sucked it down....just to make sure he had the right stuff and not some mislabeled imitation!  Oh....where did he find it you ask?   At the supermarket....just 2 blocks from the hotel!

Business Meeting

Our Saturday morning Business Meeting went along well, with the main items on the agenda being the election of new officers for the coming year and the selection of next year's Reunion site.

I'm a firm believer in term limits, even for a group such as ours.  The one thing I don't want to see happen to our Association is for things to get stale.  I did what I wanted to do....got the Association started and off on the right foot and got our Shipmates together for a Reunion.  I felt it was now time to get some fresh ideas into the mix.  It's time to change the watch and get a different man at the helm.  With that in mind, rather than accept the nomination for re-election, I chose to nominate a new slate of officers for the coming year.  It was my pleasure and honor to nominate Norm Barron for President, Dick Eilers as Vice-President, Russ Hawkins as Secretary and George Brown as Master-at-Arms.  The nomination was seconded and the Membership voted their approval, electing the slate as nominated.  Your new officers are all fine men and a hard working group.  I'm sure all hands will join me in pledging our support for them in the coming year.

I will be as involved as ever in the Association.  The web site will be updated soon with new photos from this year's reunion and a couple of new features.  You'll still be getting these pesky e-mails from time to time and I'm working on a newsletter, which I will be calling "The Hawsepipe", which will be available on-line and in print for those of you that feel you are too old for all this computer crap.  (Just a point of information: Our former skipper, Captain J. Maurer just purchased a new computer...at 91 years of age, because his old one was too damn slow!)  I will also be able to devote my time to fulfilling one of my goals for this Association...namely accounting for every man that ever served in USS Hassayampa.

 A word about "the girls"...

Our "adopted" Shipmates, Cassandra Flick and Kristan McPeeters really outdid themselves this year. They spent the last few months hitting up the local merchants for discount coupons and the little gee-gaws we found in those goody bags, arranged all the meals, coordinated everything with the caterer, printed the meal tickets and went out of their way to insure that all was in readiness for our arrival.

With the hotel having been sold on the Friday before our reunion, their future employment was, and still is, in doubt. However, they still proceeded as if nothing had happened, even to the point of showing up at our functions on their own time to make sure all went well.

Admiral Update!

Being the great investigator that I am (they don't call me Inspector Clouseau for nothing), I have succeeded in tracking down VADM A. T. Church, III, our "pal in the Pentagon" and the son of our former skipper Captain A.T. Church, Jr.  Seems that the Admiral finally got the Navy budget straightened out and moved on to greener pastures.  He is now the Navy's Inspector General...as of March, 2003.  I've sent a congratulatory message to the Admiral on behalf of all hands.  I may be wrong (but I doubt it) but I think our ship has had the highest number of officers go on to flag rank and attain very high positions in the Navy chain of command.  Our Captains, sons of our Captains and our junior officers have gone on to become Vice CNO,  head of Navy Exchange worldwide, CinCPac, ComSubPac, Inspector General of the Navy.....the list goes on.  One could say that it was the influence of the Hass that brought them to great things.  Yet others would say they happened to be in the right place at the right time.  The truth is that these men were, and are, all fine Naval Officers and achieved because of themselves.  We just happened to be lucky to have them as part of us.   Well Done to Admiral Church...and thanks for making a bunch of crusty old salts mighty proud!

Well, Shipmates....that's about it for now.  Taps has sounded on the Right Coast and it's time for me to climb my tree.

I would like to thank all hands for working with me in making our Association what it is.  The past two years have been the most fun I've had with my clothes on in years!  It's been a real kick in the ass...and I thank you for letting me enjoy it so much.

Fair winds and following seas to all hands!

Vic Alasio

     


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