Sometimes things happen and we wonder why. Till this very day I
think about the strange night in Yokosuka and wonder why.
Yokosuka, Japan was just another one of many port visits my
Naval Warship made.

My friend Kevin had recently married and I was recently engaged.
So, of course we wouldn't be expected to be found in the usual
sailor places on this port visit. We hit the beach and decided
to go to a family type place that served good pizza and rice
wine.

Kevin was always good company. He co wrote many comedy scripts
with me and he was an unusual sort of sailor because of the fact
that he had a journalism degree. I always enjoyed writing but I
was never polished. I majored in English Literature when I was
in college but as fate would have it, I had never taken a
journalism course. So, I thouroughly enjoyed picking Kevins
brain.

And of course I enjoyed teasing him about how he got his
journalism degree. Kevins family was fairly afluent and very
conservative. And as such they invested the bulk of their wealth
in what was considered to be a very safe bet in a utility
company.

But to his families surprise that safe utility company became
infamous when news headlines called it "Three Mile Island." With
little money left for Kevins college education Kevin and his
family jumped at the chance for Kevin to be among the first of
two guys to ever go to a former all girls college.

I can't even imagine what it would be like being one of two
guys in all girls college. So of course I teased Kevin
constantly about how he got his journalism degree. If it were
me, I think all the girls would be just to much of a distraction
for me to learn anything.

But Kevin never got flustered. Even his wife whistling at all
the guys when they cruised Sunset Strip in their car never even
phazed him. Nothing bothered this guy.

One time when I and Kevin were watching a football game at the
Navy Club in California an earth quake hit. I asked, "what
should we do?"

Kevin replied, "lets order another round."

After a lot of laughs we left the Japanese pizza place and
headed back to the ship.

As we walked down the pier we noticed this sailor from another
ship just sitting by himself. If you know anything about sailors
you know that they never sit anywhere by themselves. So, of
course we knew that something was wrong.

We talked to him and could clearly see that he was in a very
deep state of depression.

He said, "I'm home sick and I can't handle it any more."

I don't know how, but from that moment on I knew that the
sailor was contemplating suicide and unless he could talk to
someone from his home town he would not make it through the
night.

I had never experienced psychic clairvoyance before but somehow
that night I read the sailors mind and knew everyone that he
knew in the small little town where he lived.

I knew all the names of his teachers, the local librarian and
all of his family. I knew all about his town and I knew the
names of all the friends he grew up with. After about a half
hour of talking about everyone in his town the sailor shook off
his depression and was laughing and in a state of elation.

As we walked away and headed back up the pier to our ship Kevin
said "you never mentioned that town before."

I replied "thats because I had never been to that town untill
tonight."

"How did you know everyone in his town,?" Kevin asked.

I answered, "I have no idea."

So what really happened that night in Yokosuka? I guess we will
never really know. But we do know that a home sick sailor from a
small town would live to make it home again.

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