Back in the day, sailors had their bars…
Sometimes a whole bunch of them…
Olongapo City, back in the 1970s, over 200 bars…
Sometimes it was just one bar…
George the Crooks in the Azores…
There were always places that sailors were attracted to, for better or worse…
And this doesn’t count the bars (legal and otherwise) that were run on bases all over the world. The Brass Nut in Kef, The Fly Trap in Sig, fun times…
$.50 a drink, and you could run a tab…
I’m surprised any of us has a liver left…LOL
Vientiane — The Green Latrine, the Purple Porpoise, the (infamous) White Rose, etc.
Ha. The Good Ol Days. Our famous bars were the locals and not very exciting. So..we took to the hills and burned tires and had a bon fire, came home black and smelled like burnt rubber. It’s the Wyoming Way. LOL
In looking back at that decade, I have to paraphrase George Carlin: “If you can remember the ’70s, you weren’t really there.” 🙂
Hell, you run a tab now at the Soldier’s Club they start asking if your an alcoholic.
Granted, post deployment #2, I might have been approaching six figures.
I believe my liver is still drying out from my 18 to 20 year old years. Now days, 50 plus years later, you can wipe a bar rag under my nose and I get woozy. I’m a lite weight now.
Turned 21 in Misawa-machi, 1964.
My stomach lining is still in a latrine there I think.
ah, those glorious days, when you could ride your horse into the local watering hole, and put the drinks on your FIL’s tab!
I remember going often to a bar outside Cherry Point MCAS near LeJeune.
I don’t remember coming out.
I was surprised years later, visiting Jacksonville, that it looked unchanged.
Circa 1960’s,Hanau,Germany the local Article 15 generator was the “Jolly Bar”.
All- Thanks for the comments, and I’m glad I’m not the ONLY one that did that stuff…LOL
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There were a lot of clubs that I found myself in, deep in my memory is the Thunder Ball Club and the Enlisted Men’s Club(good cheap drinks here also good food).
Shhhhhhh, we don’t talk about what happened in Keflavik. Some of those stories, the stature of limitations hasn’t run out yet.
My personal favorite is the Horse and Cow in Guam. Of course, the only other places OCONUS that I’ve been are the North Pole (not very many bars there), and Japan (I’d just gotten to the boat as a NUB).
Ray- Who US??? 🙂
Sean- I don’t remember that one… I was there in the 70s though… I was at the pole in 90.
My liver moved to Kathmandu 20 years ago and hasn’t written.
Got the copy of “Grey Man – Changes” for comment. Can’t wait. So glad that everyone needs someone to tell them how to measure the height of someone missing their head and other such things.
Brigid
Those damn East Coast guys ruined liberty. Too much ” pesonality “.
Ok, let’s test some memories, at the end of Magasasay Blvd, there was a statue, who is it?
If you went to the left what was that area called?
Did you prefer pansit “bijon” or “canton”?
I was never there, and you can’t prove it!
Bonus points if you can name the bar with the alligator and how much a duck cost to feed the alligator.
Hey my memory ain’t so bad after all.
Tankers had their bars too. The Fiddler’s Green at Knox comes to mind, along with the Cellar at Riley. Outside Riley, the Rendevous was a favorite among all the soldiers, compliments of Miss Jeanie, who did an exotic dance with only two cowboy hats.
Thanks for the memories.
AFCM, “bar with the alligator”? either New Paulines, East End Club, Marilyns #3 or the Jolo. But, I was never there (though I think I’m a 1/3rd owner of Stumpy and Gimpy’s in Subic City).
It is funny what you remember,
I was in VAW 113 on my first cruise, we pull in to Cubi…the big NEX, on base clubs, and night life in town.
I see a skeet range, I was a pretty good shooter, finally convince some guys to go shoot. Dirt cheap, fairly good guns, but I had no competition.
We turn all our stuff in and the guy running the place asks if I would like to come back around 1600 and shoot on the house. Sure, show up, and he tells me there is a guy that wants to shoot against me.
Older guy, remember I was 21, this old guy, damn near 40, say 2 out three for a beer? Hell yea, I am in.
He brings a .410, didn’t say anything, I’m shooting a 12.
Three rounds same score 24-23, only he had 24 twice. I am an lowly enlisted guy, he introduces himself as Capt Joe Adkins or Atkins, not sure. Guess he didn’t have much competition either. This was 72-73 timeframe.
Times were different then, it is strange the things you remember.
Bennie’s in Rota.
Ditto the Horse and Cow.
Yeah, I in LantFleet AND PacFleet.
Although I must admit, Andy’s Hut in Guam always seemed to take most of my Liquor Money.
Just glad I was Just Visitin’ most of my Career.
; )
All- Yeah, the memories aren’t what they used to be… LOL
The liver is a wonderful thing. It heals. 🙂
Sometimes… . Great pics on that post NFO. Liking it.
Fla- Thanks! 🙂