Was anyone a Cunard Yank??

No Don,
It is knackered as I am. It stopped a long time ago but I was always reluctant to throw it away.
Memories I guess.
Cheers
Brian.

Not a Cunard Yank but Port Line was Cunard anyway...

Easter 1950 - sporting a DA, thick sponge soled brothel creepers that would cause a champeen skate boarder of nowadays to fall a**se over tit on a wet pavement and a ticket on the Golden Arrow to Paris to see a topless Dorothy Lamour in "Aloma of the South seas". Blimey! Curves you'd never get the chance to see on the Golden Arrow end of the Fleche D'or.

Richard

New York, March 1947, 16 and 2 weeks 'old', from Sydney, to Tahiti, Pitcairn, past the Galapagos Islands, Panama, Curacao, a whopping great storm off Cape Hatteras and up the Hudson to Hoboken, NJ. You couldn't have knocked the grin off my face with a cricket bat! I'm second from the left.
Richard.

What an experience for a 16 year old, the rest of us too at the same age. These days, they're still being breast fed at that age.

Leaving the SS Gothic in March 1953 I thought it would be a good idea to visit my mother's brother in Toronto to where he immigrated after being demobbed after the first world war. It was great - I stayed for nearly three years. Anyway, I was lucky enough to get a passage on the QE to New York from where I took the train to Toronto.

Here are some pics related to the voyage. Maybe one of you were on that voyage and knew the deck steward I photographed.

Richard

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Here are some more photos. Incidentally, I saw The Duke of Windsor was on the wing of the Bridge as we sailed into New York.

Violin Please - "Ahhh! Those were the days my friends"

Richard

Thanks for the memories Richard. It can never happen again
I think the 50s were the best years for us. we thought it would never end , but it did.


Cheers
Brian

Capt. Kong, yes true 'the last of the seafarers' I was so lucky to come in on the end or twilight of the era. One to be remembered with great fondness & some great, ships & friendships formed, even to day we can see each other & it is as if we have only been away a short time. Those I see are but few now, one in Aus, he emigrated, who has gone I reckon Troppo. Just dropped out lives in the bush, sees no one, communicates with only his children sits a vegetates, a true grumpy old man.

truly remarkable era, pick and choose your ships, home trade in the summer if you wished, then fg somewhere warm. Didnt always pan out, i remember one trip to the good old Med that went wrong, straight through the Med , into the Black sea to Bulgaria and up to Yalta, froze my poor little nuts off, and no where to go ashore. I am still in contact with a few old shipmates, by email, as they are spread far and wide now. We can however live with good memories, much better memories than if we had worked in a factory or whatever. KT

I have a dvd called "the cunard yanks" if you need one Brian.
Ron the batcave