Posts made in August, 2018

Ralph and “Ole” Bondo

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Ralph and “Ole” Bondo

Frank and I had settled into the daily living in Okinawa.  Okinawa was such a beautiful island. We had made new friends with couples living in homes around us on three different sides which were designated as off-base military housing.  Across the road, in front of our home, was an area which was not a part of off-base military housing but had homes of Okinawan families.  Both of us felt that we were so lucky to be living in a home that touched different cultures depending on which way you faced or looked.   Frank and I  loved this so much. The single soldiers who lived on the base at Torii...

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Ralph’s Love of Leather

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Ralph’s Love of Leather

I have told you about finding our sweet dog, Ralph, and how much he loved leather but I have not shared with you the things he could do to things made of it. Frank and I were given a bible by his Grandmother who we called “Gram” on Christmas Eve in 1968.  The Bible was made of white leather with our names engraved in gold on the bottom of the front cover.  We dearly loved this Bible.  I had carried it with me in my suitcase to Okinawa. We had a small coffee table in our living room and our bible laid on this table on top of a doily which was an ornamental mat we had purchased...

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Typhoon Elsie and the Habu

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Typhoon Elsie and the Habu

In late September of 1969, Typhoon Elsie was in the Pacific Ocean heading towards Okinawa. Living in approved Military Off-Base housing, Frank was released to be at home with me until all threat of it hitting Okinawa had ended. Frank and I were originally from the Gulf Coast of Texas, so we were educated as to what to do and how to prepare for a Hurricane.  We decided a Typhoon would not be much different, so we prepared accordingly. What could possibly happen?  Enjoy. “Typhoon Elsie” Our home was made of concrete blocks which made it very sturdy.   Inside the wooden stealy bars...

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Kobe Beef, Pizza Party & Carolers

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Kobe Beef, Pizza Party & Carolers

It was now October of 1969 and we did not have any more typhoons, habus or flying doors.  The “Stealy Boys” would always be a threat but Frank and I had learned to live with that. On October 4, 1969, Frank turned twenty years old then on October 6, 1969, I also turned twenty years old.  The single GIs that were our close friends invited us to go out to dinner with them.  They took us to a fancy restaurant in Naha, Okinawa. When we got to the restaurant and once inside, we were seated on three sides of a large U-shaped bar that had bar stools around it.  There was a large grill in...

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Mayo Jar, Christmas & Moving

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Mayo Jar, Christmas & Moving

October of 1969, was passing by quickly for Frank and me in Okinawa.  We had met lots of couples who lived around us in off-base housing and had become friends with an Okinawan family that lived across the street from our home. Sometimes while Frank was at work, I would see the Mamasan cleaning her home after her children and the Papasan had left for work.   She would drag all of their furniture out into the yard then sweep and actually washout the whole house.  All of the mats that they slept on were shaken and then hung out on the fence to air. The Mamasan did not speak very much...

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