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Karen swenson on July 10, 2020 at 1:32 PM said:

My brother David Price was there I believe from 1961 to late summer 1962 he was killed in a motorcycle accident there if anyone has any stories I would love to hear about them
Bill Deister, SMSgt, Ret. on July 6, 2020 at 8:49 PM said:

Visiting briefly now for the first time in a year, probably. Arrived Nov 2, 1962, and departed Jan 29, 1964. I was a 203 on Hill One on Charlie Trick. Wakkanai was a fine introduction to a 24 year career in USAFSS/ESC.
Howard "CLEM" Kletter on June 18, 2020 at 7:14 AM said:

I was at Wakkanai 3/62-2/63 "D" flt 29252. I drove the half track between shifts. There during Cuban Crisis. Had USO tour Johnny Cash. I never saw the show, but got to guard his plane 15 miles from base with no phone & 5 rounds of ammo.
Roomed with Early B Teale, best buddy George Sundstrom & Frank Bergin

after all these years anyone remember me get in touch
Steven Kozak on June 9, 2020 at 1:51 AM said:

I was an AirForce Brat, and My dad was stationed at Wakkanai Air Station in 1970 to 1972. SSgt Al Kozak was my dad, he was a fireman. I was in 5th and 6th grade at the time we were there. His assignment actually got cut short due to the base closing. We were one of the Families in base Housing. Our "Apartment" was one of the units with the back to the base Fence that allowed us a view of Mt Rishiri right from our bedroom Windows. Looking at the pictures posted here brought back alot of memories.

We lived off Base for the first 7 months we were there waiting for housing on base.
I will never forget my First Wakkanai King Crab, gotten right from the fish factory across the street from our house off base.

I spent many days sledding down the hill behind the school During the winter months, and we'd even ride the bus up the hill to the "Giant Golf Balls" a time or two and sled back down the road. Yeah, we knew it was not allowed, but hey, I was a kid then, and it was loads of fun!

I haven't went through all of the guestbooks yet to see if I remembered any names, but will be doing that in time.
Bob Gannon '58 > '61 on May 25, 2020 at 4:57 PM said:

Every now and again, this site drops off my radar, and at one point I thought it had gome missing entirely, like one or two other ones have. Spent 3 years at Wakk - recall it (mostly) fondly and, even today, like to go back in my mind and relive them. Alas... never to be. Arrived as a A/3c ditty-chaser and left as S/Sgt Section Chief (Unit 3). Pics and memories are all that's left of the place (literally).
Like to see the pictures that are posted and just found one of me and my roommate (in Dorm 1) that I didn't even know existed. Pleasant surprise! Congrats and best of wishes to all who served at the WALKIN'-EYE . /SK/
Jim Brinckman on May 16, 2020 at 9:03 AM said:

This is for Gerry L posting on April 2nd. Are you Lachik if I'm spelling the last name right. If you are I'm the guy next door in supply from 68 to 69 also friends with Roy Sievers who ran the Airman's Club - you guys got to be join the Club board - also bartended at the NCO club and worked the liquor store. Drop me an email at jdbrinck@reagan.com
Marybeth Domurat on May 2, 2020 at 4:09 PM said:

My Dad served in the Air Force and was stationed in Wakkanai. He passed away over a decade ago. I don't remember many stories, and I wish he was still around so I could ask him about his time stationed there, because I'm interested in visiting Japan. I do recall him saying something about guys who would go out in the deep snow with little more than their underwear on... I'm not sure if that's accurate or if I'm remembering it wrong. I do know he talked fondly about his time in the military.
David McClay, 1971-1972 on May 1, 2020 at 5:35 AM said:

Regarding Chuck Murray’s most recent posts….quoting:

“Despite all these affordable pleasures of the flesh, an indefinable malaise seemed to prevail among the troops. The work schedule may have had something to do with it, leading to frequent sleep deprivation. The absence of sunlight over the long winter months, coupled with sub-zero temperatures, gale-force wind, and snow up to the eyeballs, did not make for cheerful states of mind. The mood of most days was cynicism and gloom.”

I was there in 1971-1972 (I still have my Wakkanai Crab plaque, signed by William Sidwell. I think he was a CMSgt. – there weren’t many officers left on base when I was there.) The closing of the base was announced the same day I arrived, so I was one of the “lucky” ones who were instrumental in shutting it all down.

In spite of the formidable and arduous task facing others and myself, we were a tight-knit group that got along well and managed to keep ourselves entertained throughout the process. We certainly did not find the mood of most days to be cynical and gloomy. I think most of that is attitudinal with the individual.

All the referencing to “moosing” and “pleasures of the flesh” reminded me of something I haven’t thought of for a while.

Being an avid reader, I would routinely (two or three times a week) check out the magazine and book sections of the Base Exchange for new arrivals. It always struck me as odd that there were always at least two periodicals and one or two paperbacks in stock that were geared toward gay themes and/or behavior. This actually extended to the base theater, where one week the powers-that-be running the base thought that Matt Crowley’s “The Boys In The Band” would be an appropriate film to show on an isolated or semi-isolated base. (You can Google that one – I’d get kicked off the board for trying to explain it. I may get kicked off anyway.) It’s almost as if we were being encouraged to “take care of business” among ourselves rather than get involved with the local ladies.

It also seems that, toward the end of the life of the base, we were encouraged to drink. After closing the BX, the chapel, the hospital, the theatre and just about everything else, they made sure we could get liquor and cigarettes VERY cheaply right up until we shut off the lights and locked the door to the base.

I enjoyed my time there immensely – I read, I was (still am) heavily into music, and when FEN’s TV board op was sent home, I took over his duties producing the news and operating the board for the TV station. There are photos of me at the board in the FEN WAKKANAI photo section of this board.

Of all the times I have posted here over the years, I think I received one response from someone who actually remembered me – Sgt (SSgt?) Doolan. I still check back here periodically, and enjoy reading the posts. Anyone wishing to contact me directly may do so at dmcclay100@yahoo.com.
Everyone stay safe, God bless, and this current crisis we’re going through will pass. Hang in there!
GERRY L. on April 2, 2020 at 10:02 AM said:

I was stationed at Wakkanai, working in Supply, three different times. 1963, 1965 & 1967.
Dan - 65-66 on March 30, 2020 at 2:27 PM said:

Hi Diane Layo;
If you haven't received any information regarding your brother I would like to suggest this; Click on the 6th link down, "Guestbook Access". Explain to David why you would like to have Guestbook Access. He will give you the password. Start at Guestbook Archive #1, and skim down through the many letters written to the website over the years. (A good project while we are all "sequestered" and "social distancing".) Hope-fully you will find some mention about your brother and maybe even some leads. Best of luck, Dan
Diane Layo on February 28, 2020 at 9:22 AM said:

Sorry but I forgot to add my brother’s name to the last post! His name was Joseph Layo and he was 19.
Diane Layo on February 28, 2020 at 9:19 AM said:

I am trying to find anyone who might have known my brother who was stationed in there in 1963. I know that he went to Syracuse University, NY to study the Russian language.
I was very young then and barely remember him but I always wondered what his job was like and what really happened to him.
He died there in October on 1963.
Diane Layo on February 28, 2020 at 9:19 AM said:

I am trying to find anyone who might have known my brother who was stationed in there in 1963. I know that he went to Syracuse University, NY to study the Russian language.
I was very young then and barely remember him but I always wondered what his job was like and what really happened to him.
He died there in October on 1963.
Chuck Murray on February 26, 2020 at 7:30 AM said:

Airman Judy

Just as you can't judge a book by its cover, you can't judge a man by his manner.
At first glance, Airman Judy seemed mild-mannered and unobtrusive. He shipped into our remote radio intercept site in sub-arctic Japan and took his place in the rotating shift operation. Hardly anyone on our Trick took notice of him - until after several months of duty, his behavior changed drastically.
To be specific, he couldn't seem to stay awake on duty. He'd come in on the day shift at 7 a. m., seat himself at his position, and promptly fall asleep. Such conduct wasn't terribly unusual at our location. Rotating shift work kept everyone in a perpetual state of sleep deprivation, while the lure of cheap and plentiful booze in the Airmen's Club offered a state of anesthesia between shifts. Smoking was rampant in those days. Cigarettes were $10 a carton.
But Airman Judy wasn't subject to either of these influences. Instead, his problem was caused by overexertion during his off-duty hours. He had begun moosing.
Moosing was a fairly common practice among the ranks at our air station. It was named after the Japanese word musume for girl. It involved finding a desirable consort among the dance hostesses in the GI bars across the street from the Base and enticing her into shacking up together in an apartment in town.
This lifestyle was easily affordable even on an Airman Second Class's meager pay. In the postwar economy of Northern Japan in 1959, a one-room apartment went for about $12 a month, including the basic utilities of running water, electricity, and coal for the pot-bellied stoves in each apartment. A daily diet of fresh-caught or dried fish (depending on the season), rice, vegetables, and tofu were available in the open-air markets for under a dollar.
The official term for this practice was "cohabitation," a clear violation of our Top Secret clearances. But the officers all seemed to look the other way, probably in the interests of troop morale. Rumor had it that the Base Commander kept two mooses in different parts of town.
This sinful paradise was overwhelming to the typical 19-year-old airman. Many had seldom, if ever, experienced sex outside the back seat of a car, certainly not in the luxury of a futon with an exotic paramour. And many suffered the sweet pangs of overindulgence.
That seemed to be Airman Judy's plight. His amorous exertions left him too exhausted to stay awake at work. At first, the Trick Chief treated his somatic truancy as he would someone showing up too drunk to work and passing out seated at his radio position. We would throw a GI blanket over his head and wheel him over into a corner of the Ops room, unnoticeable, should the Duty Officer pay us an unscheduled call.
But only one or two strikes were allowed for such transgressions. Incorrigibles were subjected to various forms of official discipline, including Article 15's, Court Martials, and Dishonorable Discharges.
I never learned of Airman Judy's fate for his dereliction, as I shipped out to advanced tech school before the matter was resolved. Hopefully, he acquired the virtue of moderation before the axe of authority befell him.
If there's a applicable moral to this story, it's "Don't fuck all night when you have a boring job to perform the next day."
Bryant Jackson on February 22, 2020 at 8:08 AM said:

I was stationed at wakkanai during the time from June, 1953 to December 1954
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