It was not very long after we arrived until we began to go to the Airbase, which was about a 20 minute walk, where we could play basketball. We had a lot of fun together playing basketball. Stan Friedman from New York, Cy Emerling from Wisconsin, and I were the constant ones who played; the others were “maybes.” If we were playing in the bigger league down at Navy Town, we would have to try to get our motor pool to provide a truck to take us down. We didn’t have a bus, but used a covered truck when we could get them to haul us down. It was about 15 miles from our radio station on Clam Lagoon.

We often played basketball between the day shift and the graveyard shift and any other time that we were off if we could get the gym. We entered every league we could get into around the island. If we had 7 or 8 guys we could often get a jeep or truck to go to the games.
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Look at those shorts!
Lou used to tell me that they copied code eight hours, played basketball eight hours and slept eight hours. That may be stretching it a little bit , but that was his life on Adak. Fifty years later he still kept in touch with some of the guys he was with on Adak. That was mainly by way of the internet. Some wrote letters. After his death, I had letters from several of his friends telling me what they remembered about him. They were good friends, and I loved reading the things they remembered about him. Maybe that can be a later post. Leona
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