USN '68-'72, enlisted, SDiego boot and radioman tech, USS Gallant MSO (minesweeper oceangoing) 489, multiple long patrols near DMZ, Midway Island duty editing lithograph newspaper, Milwaukee recruiting. Best liberty port, British Crown Colony of Hong Kong, now gone, as are many of the Navy facilities where I served. Ship sold to Taiwan navy. Active small town at Midway Naval Station long closed, as is a later tourist facility. In one 'Nam port the ship tossed concussion grenades over the rail against swimmer sappers planting mines on the hull. Much excitement running a typhoon "evasion." You go to sea during big storms to keep from being destroyed against piers and buildings. We lost a major radio antenna about 20 feet tall, tore out the bolts. For about six hours, there was no "up or down." At Midway, I expected Alcatraz on the rocks. Instead, the Navy had its little town and airstrips and the rest was totally hallucinogenic, no chemicals needed, Australian ironwoods and hundreds of thousands of multiple species of sea birds, sea turtles, seal, and tiger sharks. Further from Honolulu to Midway than from New York City to Omaha. On the plane from 15K feet, you think, "We're going to land on that?" Out of the back of the truck to the barracks, I thought I saw tombstones from WWII ... no, nesting albatross arrayed across every stretch of lawn. I wasn't in Kansas anymore.