I happened to find that Doug Mocha passed away a few years back. He was a Radio Electronics Officer on the ships for a time and was truly a unique guy. For those who remember Doug here is his obituary:
MOCHA, Douglas Gardner 3-5-1948 / 12-2-2011 Doug died at home Dec. 2nd under the care of Hospice after a 5½ year battle with cancer. He fought hard and continued to have many good times during this period. He was born in Detroit, MI, the son of Marie %26 Joseph Mocha. He had been a resident of St. Petersburg for 33 years and loved living in the Old Southeast this entire time. He leaves behind his wife Kim, his beloved dogs Rotor %26 Llewzob and many loved family and friends near and far. He had a gift for staying in touch with many long term friends. Doug was a Merchant Marine and traveled the world working on various research vessels, oil tankers and container ships as a Master Radio %26 Electronics Officer. He always said it beat having a "real job". He enjoyed restoring, driving and showing classic cars. With help from his father-in-law Ken and many friends he rebuilt his wife a beautiful '55 Chevy Wagon that she will love, cherish and drive for many years to come. His passions included working on his home, sailing and sailboat racing, drag racing, his black labs and his wife and best friend of 25 years. He was a HAM radio enthusiast as a teenager, which eventually led to his career choice, and he renewed his interest in this hobby within the last few years %26 was a member of the St. Petersburg Amateur Radio Club where he made many new friends. A very special thank you to Dr. Jeffrey Paonessa and his staff for their kind %26 loving care, you made it possible for him to be willing to keep the fight going and continue to enjoy life for longer than anyone thought he would. A special thank you to Hospice for the loving care over the last several months and for helping to keep him at home until the end. If you desire, donations in Doug's memory may be made to Gulfcoast Oncology Foundation or Suncoast Hospice. He had a big heart, loved life and played hard and will be missed by many. A celebration of his life, or as Doug would prefer to call it a "party", will be held at a later date. Doug, you are the love of my life, had high entertainment value and made me laugh every day! You will always be in my heart and soul. Love you always, Kim
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.
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
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
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.