the UARTERDECK Spring 1995
Sea Stories
-Karen Carpenter
Vol. 21 No. 2
The sea's mystery, beauty and danger tempt many to sail upon her, and lead some to record their adventures. Sea stories written as long ago as 2,500 B.C. and as recently as yesterday continue to fascinate readers. Remarkable sea tales from authors such as C.S. Forrester, Joseph Conrad, Herman Melville, and Robert Louis Stevenson fire the imaginations of many people who have never set foot upon a vessel.
A review and newsletter from the Columbia River Maritime Museum at 1792 Marine Drive in Astoria, Oregon
A sailor in port forgets the trials of the last voyage, recalling only the boundlessness, the rhythm of waves and the flash of phosphorescence, the clean, fresh air. Life at sea is not easy, but its rewards draw sailors back. And life at sea draws many readers back to sea stories, both imaginative and true.
Evoking visions of an adventurous and romantic life at sea, this photographic lithograph appears to be a four-masted bark tied up at a northwest dock. If anyone can shed further light on this scene, please let us know. Donor: David Meyer 1994.17.2
But others, whether sailors, fishermen or merchant mariners, heed the call and go to sea. Hard work, tight living quarters and food that is sometimes less than palatable quickly replace romantic visions of sailing ships bounding over the waves. Aboard the vessel, regimen and duty are enforced by authority so that the crew functions together for the survival of all. For the seaman, freedom exists only in the few hours off watch and beyond the wide horizon.
In this issue we bring you a modern sea story, written by Museum member and Astoria native Don Goodall. One of those who passionately loved the sea as a young lad, he did what most of us just dream: at the age of seventeen, he went to sea. Mr. Goodall's lighthearted reminiscence of his greenhorn days begins on page six.
Rod Leland
W. Hampton Scudder
Lynne Leland
Board of Trustees:
Rachel Wynne
Walter Gadsby, Jr
Maurie D. Clark
Russ Bean
W. Louis Larson
Jerry L. Ostermiller, Director
Jim Nyberg
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from the Wheelhouse ...
Jon Englund
Charles Shea
Willis Van Dusen
Steve Kann
CREWING UP FOR THE VOYAGE
-Jerry Ostermiller, Executive Director
Jack R. Dant
Ward V. Cook, President
Rose Palazzo
Ted Natt, Vice President
Thomas R. Dyer
During the early twentieth century, as fast sailing ships were giving way to more efficient steamers, sailing ship crews were severely downsized in order to extend their economic viability. Being short-handed created great hardships for all concerned, and only slightly delayed the inevitable ascendancy of steam.
Alan C. Goudy, Immediate Past Pres.
As our museum continues to expand and grow we, too, find ourselves short-handed, but for a far more positive reason. We are moving boldly into the future. This means we are embracing more responsibility and taking on many more tasks, such as region-wide educational programs and new exhibits. As captain, I am demanding higher performance from my crew; but at the same time, our operational budget has remained virtually unchanged. Fortunately, the outstanding support of our highly motivated volunteers has been of great assistance, yet our challenge lies in crewing up for the future.
Mark Tolonen
Richard T. Carruthers, Emeritus
John Dirschel
John Davis
Trish Custard
June Spence
Carl Fisher, Secretary
The Columbia River Maritime Museum's operations provide the vision of a graceful ship sailing magnificently in all her glory. What our hundred thousand yearly visitors see is, in reality, the product of long hours and hard work by her dedicated crew. The museum is crewed by a relatively small number of skilled hands. (Our crew of ten professional staff members carry the responsibilities of more than two dozen separate job descriptions, making for plenty of hard work.) The crew works together for the well being of the Museum, and to carry out our many educational missions.
James H. Gilbaugh, Jr.
Eugene Lowe
Museum Staff:
Herbert Steinmeyer
Mitch Boyce
Alan Green, Jr.
Robert G . Hemphill
Anne Morden
Robley Mangold, Treasurer
Justine Van Sickle
Chris Bennett
Eric 'Skip' Hauke
Afterguard
Darryl Bergerson
Cris Ek
Don M. Haskell
When visitors ask about how maritime museums are organized and run, I naturally turn to the analogy of a ship at sea. Our museum, in fact, reflects many aspects of ship organization as well as a few of the joys and hardships of life at sea.
Anne Witty
Rob Rudd
It is appropriate then that the Columbia River Maritime Museum has recently begun planning for expanded facilities and new exhibition themes. This commitment to planning will enable us to set our course for a successful future. We are now crewing up for this planning process by establishing special Trustee Committees and by adding a few critical new staff positions. The excitement of this initiative is not only refreshing, but also lends great energy to the entire crew.
Celerino Bebeloni
Peter Brix
John McGowan
Shannon Leland
Marietta Doney
Frank Warren
Evelyn Georges
Charlotte Jackson
Ed Nelson, Jr.
Mike Foglia
J. W. 'Bud' Forrester, Emeritus
Karen Carpenter
Richard Reiten
Allen V Cellars
As Director, I am committed to the idea that this museum must grow to remain an outstanding maritime institution. As captain of the ship, I know that we need the support of each and every one of you as we move forward . Be it work, wealth, or wisdom, your support will make the critical difference. If you lend us a hand, our voyage into the future will be as graceful and dignified as that image of a sailing ship, sailing magnificently in all her glory.
David Pearson
The Museum building as completed in 1982.
PLANNING FOR THE FUTURE
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That gift created an endowment which has kept the Museum on an even keel for the past 14 years. Thanks to Commander Klep's foresight and generosity, the Museum, to this day, has a financial "anchor in the storm" to rely on for annual operating support. However, few people know that Rolf Klep also enjoyed substantial tax savings gains as a result of his gifts.
A 1975 rendering of Rolf Klep's dream for the Columbia River Maritime Museum. Through estate planning, he was able to ensure the future of the Museum's operations.
Where There's a Will, I
Planning the future development of the Museum takes a lot of hard work and determination. To assist with this challenge, our newest full-time crew member and Development Director, Rob Rudd, will be working very closely with Executive Director Jerry Ostermiller.
-Karen Carpenter
-Rob Rudd
As a member or friend of the Columbia River Maritime Museum, you may know that our founder, Rolf Klep, made significant financial contributions to the Museum during his lifetime. Commander Klep also made an important gift to the Museum through estate planning.
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You, too, can provide for the Museum's future, while at the same time benefiting from reduced capital gains taxes and increased deductions and tax free income. Many types of planned gifts are available, including gift annuities, life income trusts, and gifts of life insurance. Programs are available for all income and asset levels. A qualified financial tax advisor can design a program which can actually strengthen you financially and give you the pleasure of supporting this great maritime institution.
If you would like to receive more information about the Museum's planned giving program, please call the Development Office at (503) 325-2323.
Rob has been assisting museums for more than twelve years. He specializes in development with a focus on program design and funding and major gifts and grants. Rob also brings skills in personnel management, special events, annual giving, and corporate and foundation fund-raising. With his deep interest in history and education, he is the perfect candidate for this challenging and time-consuming task. Welcome aboard, Rob!
You can also designate the area of Museum operations you wish to support. Recent estate gifts have supported the Museum's ongoing programs in the library, special exhibits, the conservation of rare artifacts, and educational programs for children. Museum staff can help match your support with your own personal interests and create a way to permanently recognize your generosity.
-Patricia Turner Custard
Bob Chamberlain Kenny Ginn
Barbara Minard
Frankye Thompson
Mary Steinbock
WHAT IS A DOCENT?
Don's warm smile and presence will be sorely missed and fondly remembered by all who had the privilege to know him. The Museum staff and volunteers extend their condolences to his family and friends.
Photo and illustration credits: Photo lithograph, cover, donated by David Meyer; rendering of CRMM, page 3, by Rolf Klep 1975; entryway of CRMM, page 3, Andrew Cier; Don Shaw, page 4, courtesy of Bill Shaw; flow lane dredge, page 5, Karen Carpenter; gangway, page 5, Jerry Ostermiller; Don Goodall, page 6, courtesy of Do n Goodall; Outboard Motor Exhibit, page 9, Karen Carpenter; Motor Ad, page 9, 1927 Motor Boating Magazine; Beatrice, back cover, CRMM archives, courtesy of San Francisco National Maritime Museum
Pat Samuelson
Columbia River Maritime Museum News and Notes
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Walt McManis
Lynne Johnson
Orabelle Bruneau
United States Coast Guard surfman, Don Shaw, in 1934.
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The CRMM crew and volunteers joined together at a dessert reception to honor the most valuable resource the Museum has-its dedicated volunteers With 5,352 hours donated in 1994, our volunteers were involved with every department in the Museum . At this year's reception, volunteers were recognized for their continuing commitment to the Museum. A permanent plaque has been established for those who donate 1,000 hours or more and lapel pins in the shape of maritime symbols were given to mark accumulated hours of donated time. Many well-deserved thanks to all these wonderful people who help make the Museum successful!
Honoring 300 hours
Annabell Miller
As a Coast Guardsman, Don participated in many of the rescues displayed in the gallery, first as a crewman, then skipper, of the original wooden motor lifeboat Triumph. He delighted visitors with his story of rescuing the lighthouse keepers of the Tillamook Rock Lighthouse, alias "Terrible Tilly," after the great 1934 storm which extinguished the light and stranded the keepers on The Rock.
We are currently expanding our docent crew to help serve the increased number of visitors expected at the Museum this year. We provide our docents with training in the form of "behind the scenes" programs and events. In addition, training offers enrichment sessions expositions given by our longtime experienced docents on their favorite Museum topics, to an audience of fellow docents and Museum staff.
The QUARTERDECK is published four times a year by the Columbia River Maritime Museum, 1792 Marine Dr, Astoria, Oregon 97103
Ilsa Spang
PASSAGES
Shirley Minard
Ben Cadman
-Patricia Turner Custard
Honoring 1,000 hours
Jim Maher
Carol Moore
Dr . Bud McKinney
Dr. Pat Moore Bob Peterson Byron Ruppel
Leonard Vernon
Don Shaw, Museum docent, passed away in early May. Don had volunteered at the Museum since 1991 and could often be found in the Navigation Gallery sharing his memorable life experiences with Museum visitors .
Join our crew and become part of one of the premier maritime museums in the United States! To learn more, contact Chris Bennett at 325 2323.
Editor, Karen Carpenter. Editorial Staff: Jerry Ostermiller, Anne Witty, Patricia Turner Custard, Rob Rudd, Rachel Wynne .
Jeanne Clifford
The dictionary defines docents as teachers or lecturers The Columbia River Maritime Museum sees its docents as more than this definition. These talented volunteers enlighten visitors with their exemplary maritime knowledge. They are a fun group of people who share their interests with others. If you have an active appetite for history and like meeting people, why not volunteer a little of your free time as a museum docent?
EXTRAORDINARY PEOPLE
--CRMMCrew
Lucille Berger
Honoring 500 hours
Peggy Roeser
A special "lronman" award was given to Bob Chamberlain for extraordinary service aboard the Lightship Columbia.
Ross Adams Bob Chopping Betty Korpela Lynne Leland
Printed at Anchor Graphics, Astoria
Curie O'Connor
Don Shaw Molly Ziessler
Helen Caspell
-Karen Carpenter
A little more than a year ago a goal was set for dredging the west basin of the 17th Street pier. The Columbia River Maritime Museum, in partnership with the City of Astoria, have agreed to build a new dock as part of a waterfront development project. The dredging deepened the low-tide water depth of 6.5 feet to 15 feet, allowing for the mooring of addi tional as well as larger ships. Concurrently, a waterfront walkway is under construction beginning at the 17th Street pier and extending the full length of downtown Astoria.
Construction, Inc., one of the N orthwest's foremost marine construction companies, was the significant link to the project. Their excellent technical advice and professional connections were instrumental in bringing all parties together as partners.
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DIGGING FOR PROSPERITY
West Coast, Resolute was sent for refitting at Curtis Bay, Maryland and will soon be assigned to a new station. Her crew now serve aboard the cutter Alert, stationed at Astoria. When Alert arrived with all-new boarding equipment, the Coast Guard was able to surplus their old gangway for the benefit of visitors boarding the Museum's Lightship.
GANGWAY!
A flow lane dredge, owned and operated by the Port of Astoria, discharges dredged materials into the river channel to be dispersed by the deep swift current. The dredging process was completed in eight days in February, 1995.
Getting from shore to ship has never been easier at the Lightship Columbia (WLV-604), thanks to our neighbors aboard the U.S. Coast Guard cutter Res olute. After many years of serving the record savings. However, Bergerson Installation of the new gangway.
It is very exciting for the Museum to lead the Astoria community in such an important project, and to be viewed by the cruise ship industry as a premiere destination on the Lower Columbia!
Tongue Point Job Corps Center assisted in modifying the gangway with new railings. Students in the welding techniques class volunteered a few weeks of their time for the alterations. The new gangway replaced a heavy and awkward wooden brow that was reaching the end of its maintenance life. The Museum is thankful to her neighbors for their interest in public safety and looking after the Lightship Columbia.
With a generous grant from The Northwest Oregon Economic Alliance the Museum immediately got under weigh with the dredging project. Estimates for testing, permits, dredging, and upgrading new pilings totaled more than $158,000 The job was projected at two years to complete. However, the Museum was able to successfully complete the project for $54,000 in just one year with the help of the entire community. This effort was led by the City of Astoria and commissioners of the Port of Astoria. By making this project a priority and utilizing their professional staff the project was completed in record time with
This project provides a terrific opportunity for a new and growing brand of tourism involving the cruise ship industry. By dredging the basin and adding a new docking facility for tour ships at the 17th Street pier, the Museum and City anticipate that cruise ship visitations will expand from 50 tie-ups with 5,000 visitors in 1994 to 250 tie-ups and 20,000 visitors in 1995.
Karen Carpenter
Francisco Bay for three months One of the consequences of this down time was later to plague me, but more about that in a moment.
After nearly a month of sitting at the hiring hall day after day, I saw an ordinary seaman's job on the States Lines' SS Texas show up on the call board. The ship was headed for the Orient. How more romantic could it get!
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by Don Goodall
afternoon before we sailed Now I realize how difficult that must have been for him. But then, full of a teenager's excitement and the anticipation of a sea voyage, I didn't appreciate his feelings
Thus it was on graduation from Astoria High School I left immediately for Portland and the seafarers' hiring hall, hard by, as I recall, the Burnside Bridge.
It is worth noting that neither my mother nor father really approved of their 17 year old son going off to sea; but to their credit , they did not try to stop me. I still remember with fondness that my father drove the 100 miles from Astoria to Portland to bid me good-bye the
Don Goodall at the age of seventeen just before beginning his career at sea as a wiper on the SS Excelsior.
When we sailed from Portland, we made a brief detour to Bellingham where we unloaded the last bit of cargo that had been o r iginally Jaded on the East Coast. Then it was out to sea We were truly on our way to New York!
The Excelsior had departed the East Coast several months prior to her arrival in Portland, loaded with a cargo of steel for constructing the San Francisco Bay Bridge. On her arrival in San Francisco there was a nationwide strike of masters and mates. So she lay at anchor in San
The Excelsior was built at the tail end of the First World War. She was a typical freighter of that time, except that she had turbines rather than reciprocating engines. Those turbines at full power made a roar that was like walking into a wall of sound when descending to the engine room. I never served on a ship with reciprocating engines, but I know that the Joss of hearing I experienced later in life stems from the beating my ears took in the Excelsior's engine room.
Small wonder that this parade of ships, coupled with a fondness for reading sea stories, created in me a romantic image of seafaring and a desire to "go to sea" when I grew up.
All during my Astoria childhood I Jived near First and Bond streets, just a block or so from the Columbia River . From our back porch I watched hundreds of passing ships over those years. By the age of 12 I could identify the flag of every seagoing nation.
UNDER WEIGH
Ships, Rails and Teenage Tales
Here began one of my first lessons in growing into manhood. Despite my over whelming desire to be at sea, jobs in 1936 were few and far between. At the hiring hall it was a matter of first come, first served. Those were Jong, frustrating days as I watched man after man ahead of me get assigned to ships. Not only did I have to wait my turn, I had to wait for a ''beginner" job.
But, I was in for another lesson in growing up Just as I was ready to claim the post, another man with seniority took it What bitter disappointment! Then, shortly after the SS Texas incident, another job showed up, that of a wiper on the SS Excelsior, American Export Lines. This one I got. My career at sea was launched.
HOMEWARD BOUND
After the longest 27 days in my life, the Excelsior steamed into New York and I
Our ship's cook was a Central American. He observed my frequent forays out of the engine room to dump those buckets over the side . He knew I was in constant need of liquid to replenish what I was losing in sweat. So one day he of-
I had two things, money in my pocket and the firmest of convictions that my seafaring days were over.
legs How others could eat at the same table with me is a mystery.
fered me a pitcher of lemonade. Then came the lesson He told me I was a very attractive boy and invited me to his cabin. Now, I hadn't had a lot of instruc-
saw the Statue of Liberty for the first time. We anchored overnight and I saw the German passenger liner Bremen steaming out of the harbor with her name plastered in lights on her side-what a remarkable sight she was at night. Then, after a day or two, I was paid. My hard earned wages amounted to exactly $125.
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Somewhere off the coast of Mexico I flirted with disaster It started on a Sunday, my one day off. It was a beautiful, sunny day. A cooling breeze was created by the ship's movement. I chose to spend that day on deck, and stripped to my shorts in order to get a tan. Unbeknownst to me, the tropical sun would burn me to a crisp.
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By daylight I was so sick that one of the ship's officers, who served as a "doctor," prescribed some aspirin and I was permitted to skip my wiper duties for a day or two. Subsequently I began to peel from head to toe. Great strings of skin would hang from my arms, back and
Early on I mentioned that the ship had been laid up for an extended period in San Francisco. During that time the potatoes for the crew's mess had lain in a deck locker, where they continued to be exposed to every climate imaginable from the coasts of California and Oregon to the Panama Canal. When the cook got around to boiling them they turned into a watery, sour mess. The other foods he served were no better. I finally resorted to eating boiled rice every day, making it palatable with heavy doses of sugar and evaporated milk. For years afterward it was difficult to face a bowl of rice .
To make matters worse we were sailing off the coast of Mexico and it was hot, hot, hot. I took a thermometer with me once to see just how hot it was on those tank tops It read 116 degrees. The humidity was 100 percent. Needless to say, I was losing pints of liquid every day through sweating, and this led to another lesson in growing up.
We couldn't get back home on a ship because in those days the East Coast and West Coast maritime unions were separate. If you were a West Coaster you couldn't get a job on the East Coast and vice versa. So my friend said he would ride the rods back home and invited me to join him, which I did after wiring most of my earnings home, keeping just a few dollars for eating money.
My friend decided that rather than hop a freight train for the first leg of our journey, we'd ride in the blinds of a passenger train. The blinds are that end of a coach which mates to another coach when a train is made up. On a passenger train the blinds are an open area when the coach is mated to the coal tender . (Remember, these were the days of steam engines fueled by coal.)
I had two things, money in my pocket and the firmest of convictions that my seafaring days were over The problem was that I was 3,000 miles from home and I didn't want to spend those hard earned dollars on train fare back to Astoria. Luckily, or so I thought, I had struck up a friendship with another West Coast er who was older than I and who had experience at riding freight trains, or "riding the rods" as it was known among the hobos
If there is a lower form of work than being an apprentice wiper on a cargo ship, I have yet to find it. My boss was the Third Assistant Engineer. It would not be appropriate to say that he hated me, but I would guess that he held me in considerably less than high regard . For example, he put me to work painting the turbine housings with white paint. Subsequently he despatched me to the top of the engine room to paint the steel grating walkways with black paint. The result was inevitable. Flecks of black paint dropped from on high to the freshly painted white below.
It was night time somewhere outside of New York City when we hopped into the blinds on a passenger train. At first all went well . Being midsummer, we weren't cold until we went through some town and picked up water for the boiler
My job was to crawl into the space between the gratings and the tank tops and dean them off. It is my impression that this task had never been done in the 17 years between the Excelsior's launch and my arrival aboard Fortunately, I am not given to claustrophobia. So day after day I crawled into that confined space with a five-gallon pail and a handful of rags. I'd swab until the rag was saturated with grease and oil, then wring it into the bucket, repeating this process until I had the bucket about two-thirds full. Then I'd inch my way out, climb three flights of ladders to the deck, dump the bucket's contents over the side (who had heard of environmental pollution in those days), then climb back down three flights and inch my way back into the crawl space.
THE JOB
I don't know that I've ever seen anyone madder than the Third Assistant Engineer when he saw what had happened Of course I thought it was stupid to paint in that sequence, but I was following orders. At any rate, the next thing I knew I was assigned to the worst job I've ever had. The "floor" in a ship's engine room consists of steel lattice-like gratings. Anything that is dropped or leaks-like oil, water, cigarette butts, etc. falls through the gratings and ends up on the tops of the fuel and water tanks below.
tion in such matters, but I knew going to his cabin wasn't a good idea. For reasons only he knew, the cook kept giving me lemonade, even though I kept turning down his invitations.
Because our crew quarters were too hot for comfort at that latitude, I chose to sleep on deck. That Sunday night, around midnight, I awoke and felt the urge to urinate. Customarily, in this situ ation, a sailor just lets go over the side, which I proceeded to do The next thing I knew, I was lying on the deck. My sunburn was so severe that I had fainted . Were it not for the ship's rail, I would have gone over the side, disappeared into the night sea and been lost to eternity.
ALONG THE WAY
"on the fly." While still moving at a fair rate of speed, a device is lowered from the engine into a water-filled trough between the rails. It permits water to be scooped up and fed into the train's water tank. Unfortunately for us, this process resulted in a torrential outpouring of spray We were soaked to the skin. With the speed of train and the resulting air stream, we were soon shaking with cold.
Stop by the Museum Store and take a look at this new book about the river we call home. Published by Simon & Schuster, the book retails for $26 00 Remember that members receive a 10% discount on all purchases
Looking back, some 60 years later, I can still recall the sense of loneliness that descended over me at that moment. Seventeen years old, more than 2,000 miles from home, with just $5 hidden away in a slit in my denims
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CAUGHT
A New Look at the River We Call Home
-Rachel Wynne
Among the things they found in our knapsacks was a section of newspaper which we had been using for toilet paper. In this section there was a story about a rape. The police, quite naturally, had to satisfy themselves that our possession of that piece of newspaper was innocent. Fortunately, we were able to convince them that we'd had no part in any rape. Eventually, we were taken before a judge who sternly ordered us to "stay off trains while you are in the State of New York" and Jet us go
The next morning my friend and I were separated and questioned at length as to who we were, where we had been and where we were going. We tried to explain that we were West Coast seamen trying to get home the best way we could, because union rules prevented our shipping out of the East Coast. At first we couldn't understand why the police were making such a big deal out of what was really a minor law infraction. And then they told us.
So we hitchhiked along highways from Utica across New York State and down into Ohio. At this point my friend suggested we again try the trains. It was a nice sunny day. We went down to the tracks outside a town and waited for a freight that would be moving slowly enough to board. One came along, but it was moving too fast for me and, after one futile attempt, I gave up and stopped running beside the train. I had visions of slipping and falling under the rolling wheels
Once in a Jong while there comes to us an author with what the ancient Romans called true Janus vision, one who sees with eyes to the past and to the future William Dietrich brings this ability to a new work of groundbreaking consequence, Northwest Passage: The Great Columbia River Mr. Dietrich takes the reader on a journey through the natural and human histories of "The Great River of the West," inviting us to meet the legendary people who fished, farmed, explored and engineered the river we know today. Dietrich's unbiased treatment of complicated subject matter informs his approach to the Columbia, and reveals why the author won the Pulitzer Prize for his work The Final Forest, a look at the controversies surrounding old growth forests and the spotted owl.
By now I'm sure my friend was tired of shepherding this greenhorn around But I'll give him credit; he dropped off the train and walked back to where I was standing somewhat shamefacedly. At that point, I got smart. I told him I was holding him up and that it would be best
About two in the morning, the train pulled into Utica, N.Y. It was railroad policy in those days, at least on passenger trains in New York State, to discourage hobos from riding trains. So it was that a couple of railroad policemen found us cowering and shivering in the blinds. We were hauled off to the local jail. Talk about growing up! I was getting to be an old man and I wasn't even 18 yet. But worse was yet to come.
I hitched a ride into Toledo, Ohio and went to the YMCA In my filthy, oilstained ship's clothing, I fearfully approached the desk clerk to inquire about a room. God bless him! He believed me when I told him I had money enough to wire home for funds to pay for the room and to buy decent clothing and train fare back to Oregon.
Thus ended my seafaring career. And a whole lot of lessons about growing up.
The interrelationships of the many ecosystems that make up the Columbia River region are presented in a comprehensive guide to the river's history, geology, biology, hydrology, economics, and contemporary politics and management. But to Dietrich, the river is more than facts and figures, people and politics . More than just an economic resource, it represents an emotional and spiritual resource for the whole nation
THE LAST LEG
if he went on without me . He agreed and we parted company
Don Goodall's maritime experiences did not end in 1936. He was in the U.S. Naval Reserve for three years during the Second World War, being honorably discharged as Boatswain's Mate First Class. His first duty station was the Naval Air Station at Tongue Point. He was later Director of Government Relations for a large chemical manufacturing corporation. He retired and moved to Florida in 1982. He and his wife, Grace, also a native of Astoria, sailed in Chesapeake Bay for many years.
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This Super Elto and over 60 other motors are displayed at the Outboard Motor Exhibit.
FISHER folk or yachtsmen they re all brothers under their oilskins. Elto is their motor and you can prove it wherever fish are caug ht or yachts anchor. That indomitable, everlasting Elto reliability that's the reason and the answer. Bespattered with gurry or groomed up like a binnacle, the Elto gives only one result Performance. Easiest of all motors to start. Exclusive battery ignition that needs no more than a flip of the fly wheel to start the motor humming. Ignition that can't short or d a mpa en or go dead in heaviest rain or breaking seas. Dependable ignition. Light enough for lightest tender; power a•plenty for bulky pound boat, Power for all light auxiliary needs. Takes the drud* gery out of dinghy work. Easily attached to small sail craft. Most compact of all portable motors to stow. (Rudder folds. Dimensions overall are 1011 x 14" x 35' ' ).
Curator of Operations Steve Kann with John Zonich at the Outboard Motor Exhibit opening reception. John set a world straightaway speed record in the C!utility class with this 22 horsepower Evinrude engine in 1950.
"Throw the Oars A way!" These words, penned by Bess Evinrude in 1909, started a revolution in marine power. Since the turn of the 20th century, detachable outboard motors have transformed the way we use the water across America and around the world. For work and play, hunting and fishing, up remote waterways and around busy harbors outboard motors get us there.
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-Bess Evinrude, 1909
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An exhibit of outboard motors in the Museum's Great Hall features more than 60 motors from as early as 1911 to the latest showroom models. This exhibit will be open through October 31, 1995. Come explore how outboards changed America!
GUNNAR LIND Trygve & Aini Duoos
JUDGE JOHN F. KILKENNY Ione M. Torgeson Earl & Zona Malinen Ed Lundholm
BEATRICE JOHNSON
Mr. & Mrs. Ernest Kairala MCALPIN
Mr. & Mrs. Carl Bondietti
Mr. & Mrs. Gary A. Green
FAMILY Roy & Peggy Kirkam Area Properties, Inc. INDIVIDUAL William & Mary Kelly Klein Captains Jack & Deborah Cornelius Daane Dave & Debi Cahall Kevin & Helen McAninch Dempsey Joan Brambila David Terry Christner Robert & Roberta Meiser Keith R. Franson Rick Green Ann & Jim Clarke Peter R. Metzger PaulN.McCracken R. C. Hanly Terry L. Cook Brandyn M. Muir Leroy C. Heinse William R. Davis David A. Pearson
Mr. & Mrs. Richard D. Johnson
EMMA A. BAISLEY Mr. & Mrs. Robert Chopping
Mr. & Mrs. Roy E. Boyle George C. Fulton
Mr. & Mrs. Albin E. !hander RALPH G. COAN
Mr. & Mrs. Graham J. Baroey Captain & Mrs. Mitchell Boyce
Mr. & Mrs. 0. W. Beasley Bill & Lucille HelenPerkins Sorkki Michael & Julie Sorkki Merrill & Rita Ginn
PILOT
James & Curie O'Connor
SUPPORTING
MARGRETE K. KELLYMr. & Mrs. Sigfred C. Jensen Bill & Lucille Perkins Wanda Haworth Mr. & Mrs. Eugene Lowe JOHN F. GUSTAFSON John & Betty Peterson Bill & Lucille Perkins Mr. & Mrs. George Moskovita Dennis & Karen Larson BERNICE L. JOHNSON
Captain & Mrs. Joseph Mr. & Mrs. Eugene Knutsen HONEYMAN FAMILY Ed Lundholm Bruneau Paul A. Strangeland MEMORIAL Irene Ochal
CHARLES A. "CHUCK" Catherine Honeyman Engmark
Mr. & Mrs. Russ BarbaraFluhrer Tenny
Mr. & Mrs. Richard D. Johnson Mrs. A. Alan Honeyman Helen Sorkki
CLYDE HARPER McINTYRE Mr. & Mrs. David C. Meyer Sally Vachter
Barb & Joel Smith George Arnall Stuart R. Sinclair Kathleen L. Guizzotti Ray Sullivan Elizabeth Arnall Richard Taunton Mike A. Hall Ka tie Arnall Gregory C. Wells Margaret Johnson
New Members - January 1 - March 31, 1995
RADM & Mrs. Edward Nelson, Jr. Dr. & Mrs. Douglas M. O'Connor Someplace Else
JOHN E. HUISMAN
SUPPORTING
Trygve & Aini Duoos Merrill & Rita Ginn
KENNETH SKEI BERG Harvey & Mary Peeke
LOUIS BRYANT
Richard J. Green
ANNA LAKE Mr. & Mrs. Albin E. !hander PAULA. HATT
Anna Basel
CHRISTINE KAUTTU
Mr. & Mrs. Arthur I. Mr.Stromsness & Mrs. Richard Tevis
CAPTAIN KENNETH
Mr. & Mrs. Dick Keller
VERNA V. JONES
Irene Ochal
Molly Vaughn Hunter Lt. & Mrs. D. J. Keigher, USNR-Ret. Kris Jacobson Mr. & Mrs. Ken Ward •
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Trygve & Aini Duoos Mr. & Mrs. Eric A. Hauke, Sr. James & Curie O'Connor Mr. & Mrs. James L. Hope, Jr. Donald & Eleanor Johnson
Mr. & Mrs. Don Seago
FAMILY
Memorial Donations - January 1 - March 31, 1995
Mr. & Mrs. Scott Hinsdale RONALD A. ANGBERG Elmer Raitanen
Helen A. Anderson
OLIVER W. DUNSMOOR, SR. ESTHER WIKS JERRELL
WILLIAM DAVIS
RICHARD L. HINTON
RONALD HUNTINGTON David & Pat Hallin David & Pat Hallin
Ackroyd Photography, Inc. Lenard J. Hansen Folger Johnson Roy S. Thornley, Jr.
ROBERT L. HJORTEN
JOSEPH WESLEY ANDERSON JUANITA M. DICHTER NORMA HUTCHENS
Gil & Eleanor St. Helen
YOUTH Richard Randall
Tim Dalrymple W. H. Dole A. J. Field William A. Gavin, Jr. Historical Tours of Astoria, Inc.
Mr. & Mrs. John Peterson PETERMcBRIDE
PILOT Tama Kittredge Hal J. Denison Bob & Susan Perry George Beall Dan Dinsmoor Tom Petersen James A. McClaskey
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OLIVE R. RIEDELMr. & Mrs. Robert Frame
SPECIAL DONATIONS
First Interstate Bank Maritime Studies Program
JIM F. PARKER
MILDRED JOHNSTON SHERMANJohn & Alice Codd Clara E. Miles Mr. & Mrs. Ernest Barrows Trygve & Aini Duoos Bill & Madonna Pitman Mr . & Mrs. Robert Frame
EDWARD G. STEEG Dennis & Karen Larson Mr. & Mrs. Perry Nordmark ALTHERA SCHAUB Mr. & Mrs. Evan T. Bash Mr. & Mrs. Ward Paldanius Dennis & Karen Larson William & Betty Cunningham WILLIAMS. 0. PACTOW
LTC & Mrs. Victor ColumbiaNunenkamp River Bar Pilots USNR-Ret. Westmedia Charitable Daily Astorian Kinko's Copy Center Foundation
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Mr. & Mrs. Frank M. Warren Mr. & Mrs. Sven B. Lund William Leahy Mr. & Mrs. Richard Tevis
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Jon C. Cosovich IDA Lou SMITS Earl & Zona Malinen David & Pat Hallin Mr. & Mrs. Kenneth E. Moore Jerry Ostermiller & Lynn Bill & Madonna Pitman
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EDGAR A. QUINN Donna Hitchman Mr. & Mrs. Albin E. !hander
Special Donations -January 1- March 31, 1995
MELBOURNE R. L. SMITHRobert P. Kearney Cliff & Ethel Johnson
BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION Mr. & Mrs. Ernest J. Barrows Mr. & Mrs. Robert Frame James T. McCarthy
Mr. & Mrs. Scott Hinsdale June Spence
OSWALD MYKLEBUST Allan Maki
THE WEDDING OF Mr. & Mrs. Ernest E. Brown Barbara Lee Jorgensen William T. C. Stevens DAVE & DEE KINNEY Maurie D. Clark Lt. & Mrs. D. J. Keigher, Jr. Tektronix, Inc.
ELDRED E. MITTET
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Harry & Leslie Dichter Birdwell Motors D. J. Hendrickson Ted Natt H. E. Bisom
Mr. & Mrs. Robert Chopping Dennis & Karen Larson
OF SION WENTWORTH Bergerson Construction, Inc. Mr. & Mrs. Walter Gadsby, Jr. Bruce & Connie McCornack
T11e crew of the barque Beatrice relaxing on deck.
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