The banana rats would crawl up in everyones car engines and chew away at wires (at night they noctural) and MANY would be out at O dark thirty for duty revving to try to start their cars....so base security would quietly say to get a pan of anti-freeze to put under cars so banan rats would drink to avert the ruining cars starting probs.
I recall only hearing of deer prk. I lived in nob hill then was condemned for being on eartquake fault line (and maybe too close to NEGate) then moved to brand new housing across from ole kittery bch housing.Called carribbean circle.deer their were small used to see out by kittery bch. Is this by the barge that cuban/jamaican national workers lived on?
When I was there UNDER CLINTON :-( I was evacked due to cuban haitians there at McCalla hangar.
I heard bay of pigs time you were evacked by helo ladder.
No there wasn't anything like McDonalds or pizza when we were there. When we returned to Norfolk the McD's craze was in full force and we were amazed people spent money on that stuff! Then my parents left my brother and myself at the motel so they could have a night out at a real restaurant. We watched The Adam's Family on TV (our first American TV in 8-9 years). That was culture shock.
The banana rats would crawl up in everyones car engines and chew away at wires (at night they noctural) and MANY would be out at O dark thirty for duty revving to try to start their cars....so base security would quietly say to get a pan of anti-freeze to put under cars so banan rats would drink to avert the ruining cars starting probs.
We had lots of banana rats around, but I never heard of them damaging cars. I remember some MPs ran over a python one night. They stopped their jeep ON the snake. It lifted them up and slithered off. They wouldn't get out to follow the critter, though.
Deer Park was next to Hoey Village (our housing area). I noticed on the links you showed that the housing areas now have AC. Nobody had air conditioning when we were there.
We were evacuated for the missile crisis on an old destroyer that was loaded down with ammunition that was to be dumped at sea. Our ship was so overloaded it couldn't keep up with the fleet. We were tracked the entire trip by a Russian submarine. We would all get on deck and wave at the Russians. The ship was triple-booked. You could use a bunk for 6 hours, then had to give it up for someone else. There were 4 shifts in a day. The sailors slept on the decks. We arrived in Norfolk at the end of October wearing shorts and T-shirts (that was all we owned). The Salvation Army opened up warehouses full of clothes, bedding, and kitchen supplies. They pushed us to take as much as we could use. I always remember that when I pass the bell-ringers at Christmas time. I've tried to teach my boys to always put something in their kettles.
Right before we left the port in Gitmo, a ship came in and began unloading hundreds of coffins. We were genuinely anticipating a war. Some marines had stormed the beaches the day before, and were met my dependants enjoying the sunshine. They had been informed that GITMO had fallen to the Russians, and they would be fighting their way from the beaches all the way to Havana. They were expecting 90% casualties. It's a wonder they didn't shoot some Americans as they landed.
I was there during Bay of Pigs, but don't remember anyone being evacuated. There was one lady who somehow missed the dependent evacuation for the missile crisis. She was picked up by a chopper.