WEEK 22 2003
You can make out the pilings for the bridge piers just rising from the water. On the far shore there is some of the bridge approach under construction, and one bridge pier in progress. On the right of the image is the old train bridge, which many claim was warped in the great Port Chicago ammunition explosion during World War II, and is therefore unsafe to ship traffic since its drawbridge sometimes will not open... On the very right edge you can see part of the existing vehicle bridge.
Photo Notes: As it is Memorial Day I thought a tribute to one of the fallen was in order here. Johnny Frye was my fathers friend, and fell at Okinawa. The picture above was taken at Scofield Barracks in Hawaii, not long before that. Here are my father's words, in an email to me:
Hi. Here is a picture of Johnny Frye. We were high school
buddies. We graduated together. Strange, strange, I
remember that during the ceremony, when you move the
tassel from one side of the mortarboard to the other,
instead of doing it with his right hand, he just gave a jerk
of his head and it flipped over to the other side. That
brought the house down. Everyone applauded. That
was sixty one years ago. I have never recalled that
event until today. When I enlisted, I asked him to
come with me, but he refused, saying he didn't like the
ocean. Later the army got him. My mother wrote
me that he was at Scofield barracks in Hawaii. My
ship was there so I went out to Scofield and asked if
I could see him. They were great, they took me in a
jeep to his tent, I had lunch with him, and later they
gave him a pass and we went down to my ship and
had supper. We watched the movie on #3 hatch, and
then he had to go back. I never saw him again. He
was killed on Okinawa. I wonder if he went there on
my ship or one of the others in our squadron (24 all told).
love dad.