Terry aka Weegie Munson:
CLASS OF 1968
Zela Davis Elementary SchoolClass of 1968
Hawthorne, CA
Pacifica High SchoolClass of 1980
Garden grove, CA
Greenwood Junior High SchoolClass of 1974
Torrance, CA
Barker Elementary SchoolClass of 1974
Garden grove, CA
Fern Elementary SchoolClass of 1973
Torrance, CA
Terry aka Weegie's Story
I grew up in a most fantastic place. I was born in Hawthorne, CA. As a child I watched the cars that were on TV. Like The Munster Koach and the Drag-U-La while the Munster's were in daily syndication. But in prime time I watched the Monkeemobile and the Batmobile in action. There was no greater car of that era that received as much popularity as the Batmobile. The popularity of that custom show car has yet to be eclipsed. A new toy came out in 1968...Hot Wheels! They were made just west of our house near the 405 fwy. When my mother was pregnant with another baby my dad moved us to a bigger house in Torrance. What a great place to live. I used to go to White Front and visit the model section and the poster section. I used to stare at the Ed Newton designed Bathtub Buggy poster. That poster made this little boy dream of custom show car possibilities. I loved it when the Torrance police would wail their sirens in the neighborhood to signal the arrival of Santa Claus. I had never experienced that before. I loved watching the Armed Forces Day Parade. Going to the Plunge and also spending my lunch money at Sue's Candy Store. My dad had to keep up with the Jones' so he moved us in 1974. We found a new home in Garden Grove. I stumbled through classes and life there. The reality of life was a 180 degree turn from what life was in Torrance. I joined the Navy 5 days after graduating. I had to get out and get away. What an honor it was to serve then with Ronald Reagan as our Commander and Chief. Duty called when we were bound for a Mediteranean Cruise. The president sent us to Beirut, Lebanon. My ship...the USS Saginaw LST 1188 was part of MARG 2-82. A couple of the events that took place when we were there involved an Israeli piloted jet. The pilot engaged his sidewinder missiles and shot down a Russian MIG in a dogfight just above the USS Saginaw. That MIG landed as a smoky fireball on the beach in Beirut (that makes me reflect on Zechariah 2:8). The Saginaw was the first U.S. ship to enter the port of Beirut in 15 years at that point. I did two tours of being in a modular location "MODLOC" off of Beirut in 1982 and 1984 with the USS Saginaw. Considering the dog-fight and other events around us, it was understood that at any moment all hell could break loose. Our Captain, Commander Johnson used the announcing system frequently...to let us know what was going on around us, to encourage us, and also to warn us. The "Sag" escorted the ship Yassar Arafat was on out of the port of Beirut and taking him to the island of Cyprus. We weren't home any more, but we dreamed of home. I would break out my boom box and crank out Surfin' USA. I would dream of being back home in Torrance. My duty in the Navy continued. On a very bad stormy night on a North Atlantic tour, one of the bow doors of the ship came loose. My friend, Robert Durfee of 1st Division told me of what took place. Their chief woke up 1st Division. Because of the onslought of the pounding waves to and over the bow, the sea had found it's way to the center cavity of the ship..the tank deck. There was four feet of water everywhere within the tank deck. "Durf" and others with him attemped to get to the tween decks control station so they could pressurize the deck seal. This was so they could stop the water from coming in from the main deck. With the pitching and rolling of this flat bottom boat it was hard to maneuver past the rushing water and get to the line locker...Expand for more
where they then secured the seal. This is when the bow door broke free. This bow door kept swinging back and forth to the pounding of the waves on again "this flat bottom ship." The constant swinging of the bow door had the potential to open up the metal on the bow like a Sardine can. 1st Division was then ordered to the main deck to secure the bow door. As the bow door swung back and forth, the thundrous pounding was rung and heard both fore and aft. 1st Division braved the cold,stormy, & wet foamy seas that were coming over the bow. Within time, they quickly figured out a way to secure a mooring line to a hatch located between the bow doors to the bow door. A winch was used to take up slack on the line and and keep that bow door secured until our Captain, Commander Johnson got us quickly in to port for repairs. I have to stress that I do not recall any greater act of bravery aboard the "Sag." Duty was duty, a job was a job....but then there were those who shined for being brave in doing their job above and beyond the call of Duty. When my enlistment was over, I decided to try life outside of the Navy. I learned about fiberglass and the toolmaking trade. I wanted to make more money...but could not find a high paying job. Back into the Navy I went. I was stationed on the USS Gray FF 1054 and then the USS Roanoke AOR 7. I got out of the Navy to be bring up my children. I started writing for publication in 1995. My marriage wasn't working out. I medicated the pain with an over the counter medication. I lost everything I had. I was broken. I had a responsibility to pay my child support. I had to get back on my feet. I twelve stepped myself through recovery and rounded that off with attending church. Later on in life I became associated with Teen Challenge. Friends are those who go to Church or are those who worship my Lord and Saviour...Jesus. As a child I attended a Baptist church in Inglewood. A Nazarene church in Torrance. Then a Baptist church in Torrance. In Garden Grove I attended a Church of Christ nearby. In the Navy, I didn't act like a Christian even though I was a believer. It was easier to get by by not acting like a Christian. But then, occasionally I would attend a Catholic service out at sea. I would read a magazine called the Little Pages. As an adult I now realize that there are different brand names of Christians. But it will take a refiner's fire to illuminate the real Christians who make up the real church. No matter what brand name they came from.I am more like the publican (tax collector)in Luke 18..... rather than the other dude the publican is compared with. I ask for the the Lord's mercy. These days....no matter how hard life might be for me...I will never deny that I am as Christian. I will never deny my faith in Messiah Yeshua. I will never deny my love for Israel. In regards to my nickname "Weegie Munson." I obtained that name on the USS Gray. As a writer, I discovered that there are many Terry Thompson's, especially in the media. To keep me from being confused with the other Terry Thompson's I just use Weegie Munson under the title of my works. By the way, I had the honor of saluting Ronald Reagan at the Shubert Theater in the early 90s. And in regards to the USS Saginaw....that ship still sails. She was considered to be so sea worthy that the Royal Austrailian Navy sails her now. She is now known as HMAS Kanimbla. I hope I get to see her again one day. The "Sag" was my home.
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