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Name:
David Kerr (@davek003@verizon.net)
Date:Fri 15 Apr 2016 01:55:58 AM EDT
Subject:Sailing for Sun Transport
 

In the early 80's a friend of mine (Bill Marshall) hooked me up with Lenny Wilson and Grace Connell and the next thing I knew I was flying to Texas to meet the Pennsylvania Sun. I believe Capt. Frye was the skipper. long story short I stayed with the company for about 8 years. Worked and met with some fantastic people. I just heard about this group and would like to share stories and talk to old salts I sailed with.

 
 
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Name:
Mike Donahue (out2sea53@bellsouth.net )
Date:Wed 20 Jan 2016 07:14:22 PM EST
Subject: Shore Gang
 

Hi Folks, its been a long time for me to contact anyone from the Sun Transport days. I just like to say Hello to any and all of us who are still here. I've been living in Boynton Beach, Fla.
since 1999. Just finished up on the Old Eastern Sun/"Stone Buccaneer" now out of service since 12/31/14, Vessel has been scrapped down in Houma La. this past summer.
I was trying to see if I could get in touch with some of the old Shore Gang fellas Electrician Frank Kossek, "Gordon", Dominic, Scuilli, Dan Guy, Smitty etc. trying to reach Kossek on Facebook, don't know if I've got the spelling right. anyhow, any light that you could shed on these guys I would appreciate it...... Mike

 
 
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Name:
John Dix (johndix1959@msn.com)
Date:Fri 04 Dec 2015 11:27:30 PM EST
Subject:Passing of Joe Earner
 

1927-2015 Joseph Patrick Earner, 88, of Linwood, PA died on December 1, 2015 at Sunrise Senior Living, Wilmington, DE. Mr. Earner resided for 86 years in the family home located in Linwood, PA. He was a Navy corpsman, serving during WWII and also during the Korean Conflict. He retired as a Ship Captain employed by Sun Oil in Marcus Hook, PA. Devoted to his faith, he was a lifelong member of Holy Saviour Catholic Church. He was an avid Phillies fan, always having a passion for the game. In his early years, he was the baseball coach for the Linwood Athletic Club. He was preceded in death by parents, Joseph Patrick %26 Mary Clark Earner and a sister, Joan Watkins. Joseph is survived by his loving sisters, Kathleen McClellan, Marie Gillespie, and Rose Eileen Eckman and her husband Michael, 17 nieces %26 nephews, and numerous grandnieces/nephews. Relatives and friends are invited to his visitation on Sunday evening, 7- 9PM at the Pagano Funeral Home, 3711 Foulk Rd. Garnet Valley, PA. A Funeral Mass will be held on Monday, 10:00AM at St. John Fisher Catholic Church, 4225 Chichester Ave., Boothwyn, PA. Interment will be at Immaculate Heart of Mary Cemetery, Linwood, PA. Donations in his memory may be made to Johns Hopkins Melanoma Research, c/o Dr. Evan Lipson, P. O. Box 17029, Baltimore, MD 21297 and The Menkes Foundation, 23397 Dahlia Circle, California, MD 20619. Online condolences may be made by visiting www.paganofuneralhome.com
Published in Daily Times on Dec. 4, 2015

 
 
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Name:
Rob Keefer (rkeefer128@comcast.net)
Date:Sun 25 Oct 2015 06:36:48 PM EDT
Subject:Sun Oil Days
 

I was waxing nostalgic and found this site while looking to see what happened to old ships I sailed on. I sailed for Sun Oil from September 1969 through February 1970, at which time I was drafted into the military. I sailed on the New Jersey, Delaware and one other, I think maybe the Pennsylvania. I remember seeing the Texas, Eastern, Western, Ohio and even the Sabine. Lots of memories for so short a career. Most outstanding memory was a trip to Maracaibo, Venezuela. Cleaned tanks all the way down and what a hot dirty job that was. Docked in the middle of Lake Maracaibo. Water Taxi took me and a crewmate we called Carolina to shore and a land taxi took us to downtown. I remember the police wore blue uniforms with white hats and holsters. Venezuelan army patrolled the streets in jeeps with what looked like 50 cal. machine guns mounted in the back. Then went to a place called The Compound for drinks and "company". Sailed 3 days through a hurricane on the way back. Waves so high water came down through the skylight and into the dayroom. Waves had to be 40 footers. I have pictures of the bow diving into the swell and waves coming over the main deck before we had to batten all hatches and ride out the storm. My very first trip out we were sailing along Hatteras. The ocean was as smooth as glass. Quartermaster said remember it as it would be the last time I saw it that way. He was right. Hatteras waters never seemed the same twice. Other memories were dolphins riding the bow swell, flying fish all over the deck in the morning, sailing in and out of rainstorms, sunrises and sunsets, full moons and more stars than you could count, ocean view of the skyline of Miami, learning to steer by compass using the manual and electric wheels (one click 5 degrees and 2 clicks 10 degrees), standing bow watch in the middle of the night while coming up the Delaware in the dead of winter. I remember little of the crews except they were great guys. There was a Captain "Shaky" Davis who would jog around the stack of the aft deck. I think there was a Captain Bates as well. A First Mate stands out as great guy but can't remember his name... maybe Mc something. There was a Bosun...short, thin. older fellow...that you couldn't tell if he was looking at you or over you even if you were nose to nose. A Quartermaster from the Ozarks helped me learn what the correct names for things were: deck not floor, bulkhead not wall, lines not rope, hatch not door, portholes not windows, head not bathroom, and a hundred others I can't recall. Then there was an Able Seaman called Beattie taught me to play cribbage. The food was great...best layout at Thanksgiving and Christmas I ever ate. I could go on but won't. Thanks for the memories and the pics of the ships were great.

 
 
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Name:
Kevin Hess (khess@covanta.com)
Date:Mon 20 Apr 2015 06:53:09 PM EDT
Subject:Eddie Evans
 

I sailed many times on the western and Jersey with Eddie as my Fireman, he showed me around all the finer establishments in Marcus Hook. RIP zig zag man.

 
 


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