Tom Galyen
04-10-2004, 03:45 PM
I'm putting this here as I don't like to change the course of a thread. In the "What to see at Mystic" thread someone mentioned that the Sub Base at Groton, CT was only a short distance away. It was at the base that I got my old CB "handle". (Remember them?)
I was there doing my annual 2 week Naval Reserve training on the only destroyer in the area. One afternoon I got a chance to go to the base exchange. Rather than take the base bus or a ride there, I decided to climb the stairs from the piers to the top of the cliffs to get to the exchange. It was right across the street from where the stairs ended.
By the time I got up there I was totally winded and stopped to catch my breath without realizing that I was standing in the crosswalk to cross the street. On military bases if someone is in the crosswalk traffic must stop to let them cross.
A woman with a small boy about 5 or 6 years old stopped to let me cross and when I didn't move fast enough' I saw her lean over to the boy and wisper something in his ear. He then leaned out the window and shouted out loud enough to wake the dead, "Hey, get it in gear Seaweed!"
My trip to the exchange was to buy a CB radio to take home with me and put in my car. While a friend was helping me do this he told me of the fact that I needed to come up with a handle as only a real looser would use their own name. I immediately thought of the incident at Groton and the rest is history.
Hope you all get a chuckle out of this
Tom G.
(AKA Seaweed)
I was there doing my annual 2 week Naval Reserve training on the only destroyer in the area. One afternoon I got a chance to go to the base exchange. Rather than take the base bus or a ride there, I decided to climb the stairs from the piers to the top of the cliffs to get to the exchange. It was right across the street from where the stairs ended.
By the time I got up there I was totally winded and stopped to catch my breath without realizing that I was standing in the crosswalk to cross the street. On military bases if someone is in the crosswalk traffic must stop to let them cross.
A woman with a small boy about 5 or 6 years old stopped to let me cross and when I didn't move fast enough' I saw her lean over to the boy and wisper something in his ear. He then leaned out the window and shouted out loud enough to wake the dead, "Hey, get it in gear Seaweed!"
My trip to the exchange was to buy a CB radio to take home with me and put in my car. While a friend was helping me do this he told me of the fact that I needed to come up with a handle as only a real looser would use their own name. I immediately thought of the incident at Groton and the rest is history.
Hope you all get a chuckle out of this
Tom G.
(AKA Seaweed)