The Newsletter of the

USS Buchanan (DDG-14) Association


Summer, 2006


Vol VIII.No. 2†††††† Editor: David B. Malone



My apologies for the tardiness of this newsletter.Itís labeled as a summer issue, when in fact fall has commenced.Nevertheless, late is better than never and so here it is.There is not a great deal of information to impart to the crew, other than to say that the planning for our next reunion is in progress.As voted on at our last reunion in Branson, MO this past May, our next reunion will be in San Diego in February or March, 2008.As with our past two reunions, Tim Nightingale will be planning this reunion.The last two he planned were outstanding, and weíre forward to the same in San Diego.Details will be forth coming as Tim continues his planning.





Acosta, Javier; Alexander, Ted; Andrew, Randy; Backer, Bill; Baile, Bruce; Bartleson, Don; Batterman, Bill; Beinke, Phil; Borg, Gene; Boyle, Tim; Brinley, Bill; Browning, Rob & Marian; Boyle, Tim; Bussey, Robert Cabahug, Jaime; Cadia, John; Casmier, Dave; Clark, Jere; Connell, Dan; Crosser, Tom; Daisley, Dick; Doran, Paul; Egge, Dennis; England, Carl; Falkenhan, Marc; Gant, Charlie; George, David; Gilbert, Joe; Glidewell, Mel; Gloyd, Elmer; Heffernan, Michael; Henley, Ron; Hubner, Leon; Kane, Ken; Kern, Tom; King, Michael; Kupec, Cole; Larsen, Jerry; Looney, Glenn; Malone, Dave; Marak, Ron; Martelly, Pete; Mezori, George; Myers, Dean; Nightingale, Tim; Norrod, Michael; Parks, Bill; Probus, Ed; Proctor, Lou; Re, Joe; Ridley, Ray; Rudisill, Terry; Sena, Pat; Sheridan, Tom; Smeltzer, Steve; Snyder, Tom; Stroud, Mike; Taylor, Jim; Walla, Bob; Walsh, William; Wihera, Victor; Wood, Ken; Yarbrough, Dave; Zimmermann, Dick



John Cadia†††††††††††††††††††††† OS3†††††††††††††† 1988 - 90

William Walsh††††††††††††††††† RM2††††††††††††† 1962 - 64



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Some of you know my friend, Jarrod Tyler who serves as an Able Seaman in the Royal Australian Navy.He served in HMAS Brisbane, which was the last Adams Class DDG serving in the RAN, and currently serves in HMAS Newcastle.He sent me this poem that he thought we might all enjoy.Itís about life in another Navy, but I think it translates well.
He joined in the days when being Jack was fun
He'd step in "DB's" and Levis for another great run
A Seiko on his wrist and "Winnies" in his pocket
Adrift the next morning and another great rocket.
A few beers down at Rockers then up to the Shit-Fight
Across to "TTs" and "VRs" to finish the night
Stagger down Macleay for a pizza at Pete's
A maggotty at Harry's and the night was complete.
Next day back on board with a head that was sore
He'd open his wallet and check out the score
He remembers last night as stand easy comes round
In the mess with a brew "warries" abound.
He would step with messmates a fine bunch of jacks
They protect each other watch each other's backs
He didn't need R.A, no need for a wife
With so many mates he loved his mess life.
The fun out at sea with games nights and the like
Boxing on the uppers or a Melbourne Cup night
When crossing the line the bears they would hunt
No bitching from Jack with sump on his rump
He'd sail off to Asia as one of our best
After a night in Honkers and have tats on his chest
Then over to Subic and off to Manila
Down the Roxas Boulevard life was a thriller.
He'd run down the 'Wang and eat crab with old Moe
Drink bottles of Anchor on the 'Wang patio
Then thunder into town as the night wasn't complete
'til he did the flamers and saw the sunrise over Bugis Street.
He'd deploy to the IO to work with the Yanks
Go ashore in Mombasa and play sunshine bar pranks
He'd visit India and Ceylon but the Seychelles were the best
The European tourist showing him their bare chest.
He stayed out of trouble got promoted through the ranks
Commissioned an FFG and had fun with the Yanks
He got drunk in Tijuana toured the West Coast
But Las Vegas was the place that he loved the most.
The Gulf War came along and DC was now back
Probans and steel caps, no more sandals for Jack
Then females at sea time to adjust his demeanour
He's no longer looked after by those who are senior.
Then he had reviews, TTP, SCRS, RANCIS and SCRIT
I don't think there's a Jack not affected a bit
When will they stop and leave poor Jack alone
Years from now, do they want a clone?
The times they are a changin' now we're politically correct
The Jack dear to us all is virtually wrecked
He can't watch his blueys or spin warries in the Mess
Can't swear when in public or drink to excess.
Jack will soon be a memory to bring out once a year
To march on ANZAC Day and acknowledge the cheers
He'll still spin his warries add a bit to each tale
To ensure to his listeners that they never become stale.
But don't feel despondent please don't despair
'Cause I am still Jack inside and I really do care
I was lucky enough and feel privileged to say
I was an Australian Jack and I won't fade away.


Moments in the life of USS Buchanan (DDG-14), taken from the shipís annual reports.


Forty years ago... 1966

In June 1966, BUCHANAN began her third deployment to WESTPAC. In July, BUCHANAN became Flagship for Commander, SEVENTH FLEET during his official visit to Bangkok, Thailand.


Thirty five years ago... 1971

On 9 July the command of BUCHANAN shifted when Commander W. James Thearle, United States Navy, relieved Commander Greff as Commanding Officer.Sea trials were conducted on 18 and 27 August before leaving Hunters point on 4 September for San Diego.


Thirty years ago... 1976

During the period 6-17 August, the ship was underway intermittently for sea trials designed to accommodate additional casualty control training. Long days and long nights punctuated these at-sea periods (especially for the engineers who not only stood their normal underway watches, but also spent considerable time evaluating casualty control procedures between watches).


Twenty five years ago... 1981

Steaming independently to the SCOA, BUCHANAN participated in Fleet Exercise 1-81 from 10 to 20 July. The exercise utilized two opposing groups of ships and aircraft to simulate a War at Sea. "The Warship" returned pierside on July 21 where BUCHANAN remained until August 5. There was one pleasant disruption of that inport period on July 25 when BUCHANAN got underway for a Dependent's Cruise. This one day excursion gave the family and friends of BUCHANAN's crew the opportunity for a small taste of Navy life.


Fifteen years ago... 1991

4 June 1991, BUCHANAN's experienced one of her last official Changes of Command. CDR Fred' G. Cole was relieved by the Executive Officer, LCDR Calvin D. G. Willard, who assumed duties as Officer in Charge. BUCHANAN's last official Commanding Officer served her well and set the tone for her final days as a commissioned warship.




Dropped Bullet

By Mark Pfeifer

It was during my first WesPac.  I was an STGSN onboard the ole' Buchanan.  I was in somewhat of a funk because I had been promised (as almost all of us had, I suppose) that as an STG (or OS, PN, SM, put your own rating in here) that I wouldn't mess cook.  Well, my turn in the barrel came.  One of my duties was to report to MT 51 Magazine during GQ.  We loaded the elevator which took powders (38#) and bullets (85#) up to the mount.  Following a gunnery shoot, we had to download, working party style, all the unused rounds and powders.  It always came down to someone to man the ladders to pass the powders and bullets down to the man on the next deck down.  Our Magazine captain, BM1 Robertson, had trained us all and impressed upon us that dropping a bullet was one of the worst things we could do, as if the fuse in the nose broke off, no one knew what the fuse time was.  It could go off immediately, within 2 minutes, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, etc.  One of the other men in the magazine was a cook.  I don't remember his name, but he was rather skinny (an understatement if there ever was one) and the best night baker we ever had.

On this particular day, we had just finished a gunnery exercise and were downloading the ammunition.  The night baker had somehow been positioned on the ladder into the magazine.  about halfway through the download, he dropped a bullet, and it hit the deck, breaking the fuse.  BM1 Robertson immediately, before anyone could do much more than think, grabbed the bullet in one hand, the fuse in the other hand, and ascended the vertical ladder, pushing the night baker ahead of him.  We were still in condition Zebra, with the allowance to hpen the scuttles to download the ammo.  BM1 went through the scuttle, to the next vertical ladder, through another scuttle, up two diagonal ladders and scuttles, out three watertight doors and tossed the bullet and fuse over the side, without ever touching either a ladder or door with his hands.  He did all of this in about 2 minutes.  I don't know if he ever received any recognition for what he did (if he did, I never heard of it), but he potentially saved the ship and over half the crew.  He was one of the petty officers who set the bar for me, personally, as to what a true leader was.