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Yokohama Mystery - History of the Honmoku (Dependents) Housing Area

A wonderful documentary in 2 parts:  (In Japanese)

A "Must See" for anyone who lived in Area 1, Area 2 or Bayview...


Part 1


Part 2

"Allied Troops Land In Tokyo Bay" (August 30, 1945)

Surrender of the Yokosuka Naval Base

August 30, 1945


Photo taken during the surrender of the base.

The building that will become Kinnick High School is in the background.

(Click photo for larger image)

1992 New Year's Red-White Song Contest-NHK 40 Years of Television in Japan

Aired December 31, 1992.  Lots of great memories !

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Yokohama Lighthouse Kindergarten

White building in back - The "Star" Hotel in the red-light district of Honmoku.

Before the Yokohama Bombing.

This was one of the only buildings left standing in the Honmoku area,
and became the Lighthouse Kindergarten after being repaired.


Undergoing repairs in 1946.

Shimbashi Station - December, 1960

In front of Shimbashi Station, Tokyo

December, 1960

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History of Yokohama North Dock (North Pier)

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Negishi Heights - 1951-2014

Officially "Closed" on January 1, 2015

(I did find out that in fact all the facilities are closed - PX, Pool, etc, there are still about 40 families living in the housing area.  Not sure when the housing area will completely close, but probably within a year or so)

Click Here for the Negishi Heights Album


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The Occupation of Japan - Early 50s

A parade down Isezaki-Cho (Yokohama) at the end of the video.

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Video of Yokohama in 1948

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Reflections from the 2001 Reunion in Vegas

Aug 7, '01 8:44 PM by sean (17 Posts)

Random Reunion Memories...An Expression Session.

Aug 7, '01 8:44 PM
by sean for everyone

Sam Gentile alluded to memories of the reunion keeping him occupied while he pulled a 12 hour shift.  I couldn't help but think, "I'm with you, man.  My first day back at the office went the same way.  I couldn't help but smile while rehashing the wonderful weekend in my mind."


So I thought I'd jot down a few names and memories of the past weekend...


I remember the volleyball tourney.  The wide range of people from different classes, some meeting for the first time ever and having fun in the sun.  And in some cases, in the shade (hint, hint, Lisa Matisoo.)


I remember talking smack with Carolyn Newman across the net and enjoying every minute of it.  Course, we got our butts kicked.


I remember the post-tourney team photos, and the ice bath some of the players from "Jerry's Kids" got.  Everyone knew it was coming but them, hahaha.  "Jerry's Kids" won the tourney, by the way.  Congrats, guys.  Y'all played hard and looked good doing so.


I remember the Tour d' Rollercoasters.  The thrill of the rides was made much more exciting by the company of my wife and other Yohians game enough to partake.  Thanks, Lisa, Leticia, Tere and Ed.  I think we all hit the same octave at one point during one of the rides.


I remember finally conceding to Margie Johnson and Roxanne Mitton at the end of a mock-heated discussion regarding a certain someone being "good" versus "bad."  Now THAT was a brief but fun debate.


I remember recognizing Frank Stagliano at Makino's Buffet.  Talk about a distinguished blast from my past--I had always looked up to him both as an athlete and a student.  It felt good to introduce myself after all these years.


I remember the anticipation and excitement felt as we walked into the Dining Room for the Saturday night dinner and dance. 

Everyone looked fabulous.  And the women... mwahh...!  They looked stunning.  And if they weren't stunning, they were gorgeous.  And if they weren't gorgeous, they were beautiful.  You get the idea.

I was absolutely proud to be associated with such company.


I remember the dance floor being packed as bods danced to "Boogie Oogie Oogie."  Cool song, goofy name.  The really groovy thing about this was that everywhere I looked, everyone...I mean EVERYONE...was singing to the song as they danced: "...Get awh-on up awh-on the floor...'cuz we're gonna boogie oogie oogie till we jus' can't boogie no morreeee (boogie).  Boogie no morrrrreeee...you can't boogie no morreee..."

Way cool.


I remember Cindy Carlise/Compton, grinning like a cheshire cat, as she, Tere and I danced to the "Thong Song."  In light of all the convo about me and the thong, I thought all I had to do was dance to the frickin song and I was scott-free...

...Until someone hit me in the chest with the infamous thong.  Then I knew I had to walk the walk or never hear the end of it.

Cindy...you got me, gal.  It was the perfect set-up.  I never suspected a "thong."

Hey, I hope I delivered, tho.


And speaking of "deliver," or shades of Deliverance:  I remember the taste of fear as I was grabbed from behind by Witchy during the thong dance.  Dude, I was in a zone, and you had to interrupt me like that.  For a split second, I felt like Ned Beatty.

Only you, Ron.  Only you.  hahahahaha.


Great posts from the past: (Eden-like past....)

From: mwedd

July 9, 2000

"I guess our expatriate existence as strangers in a schizophenic setting (caught between Japan/U.S. cultures) forced us all for the most part to relatively appreciate each moment more than, say, the average kid who grows up with the same friends throughout childhood...you had to learn how to make friends on the run...you came to realize just how transitory things could be, and so there was always a sense of urgency in the air, I guess...live for the moment!  Such an atmosphere somehow imprinted upon many of us a deep and lasting connection to this almost mythical, eden-like past...which no longer exists in its physical form any longer"

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Yokosuka Base, Bride School, March 1956

Sailors and their Japanese girls talk to chaplain and reads books in a chapel at Naval Base in Yokosuka, Japan

The bride schools in Yokosuka, Japan. Sailors and their Japanese girls enter chapel at Naval Base at Yokosuka for briefing before marriage. Chaplain talks at the two sailors and their girls. One sailor and two Japanese girls talk to Chaplain. Japanese girl talks to Chaplin as a sailor and a girl listens. Sailor and bride look at some books on table. Chaplain takes book from sailor and hands it to the girl. Girl takes the book and opens it. The book is a Japanese English version of new testament. One page of the book and other in Japanese. Girl turns pages of a book. Location: Yokosuka Japan. Date: March 1956.

1960s - Coca Cola TV Commercials

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A Day in Tokyo - 1963

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Documentary on the Yokohama (Lou Gehrig) Stadium

Some sections in English - Other sections sub-titled

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Yokohama Bayview 377 - Then and Now




December 2013

Yokohama Bluff Clinic - Then and Now


February 1961



December 2013

Yokohama Negishi Heights - Clip from "Soko ga Shiritai" - 1990s

Blast from the past: A forum post by Terrie, June 27, 2000

Link to forum

All of your thoughts and reflections are so rich and valuable! I'm so glad to see that all of this is being documented. Depending upon the state of international relations (w/ respect to the U.S. military presence in Asia and other parts of the world), our legacy, our experiences, and our stories might remain in the shadows. (I'm all for documenting our stories!) A lot (well, not a whole lot) but some research has been done on people like us. Sociologists have referred to folks like ourselves as "overseas brats," "third culture" peoples, and "global nomads." In fact, when I first read the literature on "third culture" people, folks like Tom Doyle, Lisa Matisoo, & the Witthofts came to my mind immediately! (They were the living/breathing case examples of third culture peoples these sociologists wrote about). It blew me away that people actually did research on folks like us (and they coined a name for such folks!)

The third culture concept was first applied to "westerners" raised in non-western societies, who learned behavioral and cultural patterns through intercultural interaction. Hey! What can we say, we were already soooooo 21st century, way back in the 20th century: military dependents growing up, transgressing multiple borders within our families, among our friends, in our schools, across nations, etc. (and of course, w/ all of that comes its joy, rewards, privileges, challenges, marginalization, and difficulties. . . been there and done it all!I think Yo-Hi could (and at times, did) foster a pretty brutal environment, like any other high school w/ its cliques and clubs and groups. . .at times, it just seemed more magnified because our classes were sooooo much smaller, compared to stateside and other schools where graduating classes consisted of 1000 - 2000 students.

There were also other "social issues" (won't mention them here) that were suppressed under the guise of being a military environment. We were all part of this institution, so social differences seemed to be minimized(?) So long as we weren't different or "too different," it didn't violate any social norms. I'm not sure how I feel on this one, quite yet, but, I'm still thinking this one through. . . (out-loud). . . I did feel insecure and inadequate when teachers and other "Americans" would describe the U.S. military environment as not being the "real world." In sports in particular, I recall teachers and coaches saying how the athletes at these U.S. military schools in Japan could never make it in high schools in the states or in college because of size or lack of skill (and most of all, because of the small selection pool of athletes). --By the way, there were and are several great (U.S.) nationally-ranked and even world class athletes who've come out of Yo-Hi! For those of us who have known only the U.S. military environment all or most of our lives, Yokosuka (and Yokota and Yokohama or wherever) was our real world! It was very real. . . and we had to live and breathe in that real world. . . that real world of Yokosuka Naval Base socialized and educated (or miseducated, depending upon one's perspective) many of us. It was very real! We laughed. We cried. We experienced good & bad. We hit puberty. We came of age. We had our first kiss somewhere in the Kinnick hallways or underneath the bleachers at Berkey field or on an away bus trip or at one of the teen club dances. We had our first taste of cigarettes or alcohol. We heard how so-and-so did this-and-that to so-and-so and with so-and-so. We learned how to drive (on the lefthand side of the road at 30 kilometers).