I don’t remember ever standing an inspection while assigned to NSGA Taipei at Shu Linkou Air Station. That may be due to the efforts of those brave and bold CT’s that came before us.
Roland “Roy White Cloud” Roy (CT(I) 1964-66 sent us this explanation:
“One time we had a Captain’s inspection scheduled on the tennis courts outside our barracks. Well, the guys did not prefer to have it. So we got a wee bit drunk and I, being a Chippewa Indian, met up with one of the Zoomie medics who was also a Chippewa. As one would expect what whiskey would do to a couple of Indians, we got way higher and performed a “rain dance” to the delight of all who were watching.
Needless to say, the next day it rained and the inspection was cancelled.
So I came to be called a lot of cloud names, red, black, gray and white. That is how I became known as LUO BaiYun, Luo being the transliteration of Roy and of course White Cloud.”
A sincere debt of gratitude is owed to Roy for establishing a no-inspection policy for Linkou Navy CT’s that followed him on the ROC. The only thing I can think of to offer you is the can of Brasso that I never had to open again after ‘A’ school. My belt buckle turned green, never to reflect my un-shined shoes again.
These incidents were sent in by Roland “Roy White Cloud” Roy, CT(I) 1964-66
As many of our downtown excursions began at the Linkou club up on base, so did this one. We were playing a game called buzz, a very good drinking game. Some one would start counting and around the table we went until the number 7, or a number divided by 7, came up. The person then had to say “buzz” and the count would reverse itself. If you missed, you have to take a shot. I.E. 7, 14, 17, 21, 27, 28, etc. I’m sure you get the idea now. As the Navy had “open gang-plank liberty”, a few of us went down town for some evening fun. After hitting a few bars, we decided to hit the downtown Linkou club. We commandeered a couple of Pedi cabs to take us there. Only we put the drivers in the back seat as we drove. Well as luck would have it, one of us got off the road a bit and landed in a binjo ditch(luckily not a full one) and one of the Pedi cabs lost a wheel. Boy was the owner mad, we gave him some NT’s and scrambled out of there real quick. Never heard from those guys again.
Another game of buzz and again taking off for downtown. This time there were probably 5-6 of us and we wound up on a small side street. Found a store/bar that was selling firecrackers and rockets. Well I’m sure you can guess what we did next. You’re right. We bought a bunch and divided up one group on one side of the street and the other on the other. I worked my way up to the second floor and we started firing these rockets off at each other. The poor Chinese did not know what to think. This little war went on for about 30 minutes or so before we all ran out of ammo and called a truce. The Chinese were clapping and shouting when we left. I guess it must have been around Chinese New Year or so. I can’t recall exact time of year, but it was sure fun.