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Welcome to the USS Inchon LPH/MCS-12 Association 

"Never More Brightly"

We the Ship's Crew and embarked Marines have created this Association to honor and preserve the history and memory of the USS Inchon, it's Naval Crews and embarked Marines; to foster and strengthen the fraternal, civic and patriotic ties among shipmates; to memorialize departed Shipmates who served in USS Inchon; to render support to appropriate qualified historical, educational, patriotic, or charitable organizations; and to maintain liaison with the Department of the Navy.

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USS INCHON (LPH/MCS-12) ASSOCIATION

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USS INCHON SHIPMATES

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They were good shipmates that came from all over for many reasons and sailed together for a time. A time of testing and training, for shipmates would pass on things to you that they themselves had learned. For you were expected to pass that knowledge on to those who came after you. It was a struggle to learn it all, sometimes. But you were learning lessons taught by the school of hard knocks. A school that lists the names of some thousands of shipmates who don’t want you to repeat mistakes already made.

There were faces of shipmates now gone who once fought a hot war, who told you of traditions to honor those who did not return. Shipmates that had seen too much to even tell it all. They were fighting a hard enemy that rarely gave quarter and so none was given back.

Faces of shipmates that sailed through the years of a long cold war to hold our enemies at bay. Sacrificing years, marriages, limbs and even their lives at times to do what they thought was right. Years of stories untold even today watching the Bear and preparing for a war. Serving on ships built to fight a hot war and then holding the line through a cold war. Until the new ships that were built for the next hot war, a war that fortunately never came.

 

And faces and names of those that sailed with you and now are gone these many years. We all say, "I wish I could see them one more time, but I don’t know where they are."

They were an old salt that guarded your back while ashore. Or a young kid that became salty when they stood beside you and fought fire or flooding without backing down. You didn’t say ''thanks' that day, but now you wish you had. They are all there in the time that has flown away from us.

 

We have all moved on now for better or worse. Some of them did more and some we never called upon to do more again. They returned home and went on with their lives. Names of sailors tested and found to be shipmates, an honor which can never be taken away. Faces with names that we shouldn’t have lost as we traveled down the road. A road that led us away from what we did then as it always has to. But we shouldn’t have lost all the faces and the names for all time. The faces and names of these special people that wanted to do something few can do. They did it for reasons unknown to themselves, sometimes much less to others that can never understand the pride in the accomplishment of what they did.

 

For when the paths we travel meet again, we will all reconnect faces and names again. But wouldn’t it be nice to sit with that lost shipmate forty years gone and remember that life just one more time, right now?

Forty Years Gone, by Mike Hemming

 

Thirty, forty or fifty, the number doesn’t matter. It’s just a measure of the time that has passed. It’s the faces and names of the shipmates that matter. Faces and names, names and faces, are not always matched up. Shipmates remembered even if it’s only bits and pieces. We remember in snippets of things long gone, until we sometimes ask in our own minds did that happen or was it a dream or a story passed on? We would never say that out loud, for around our old buddies we always claim to remember all the good times and sometimes the bad.