During 9 years I used to roam the Seven
Seas as a Marconi-man, wireless operator, sparks or radio officer or whatever it
is called. At the age of 18
years I departed from Rotterdam for New York on board the passenger ship 'Sibajak'
in the capacity of a 3rd radio officer. A dream came true. Not only that I was
infected with the radio virus, but especially the fact that I was in a position
now to see more of this world and that while being paid for it! The year was 1954
and in Holland at that time many things had still to be bought on
rationing coupons. In the evening shops in Holland were unlit for power
saving reasons. Rotterdam was a dark gloomy city at night, almost like in wartimes.
We were rebuilding our ransacked nation almost from scratch and the average Dutch
was poor in almost all respects. Our fathers used to work on Saturdays also. To keep
things balanced we went to school also on Saturdays until 1300 hours. But we were by all means not
unhappy , on the contrary. We were at last on our own again and climbing out
of the pit. Wages were very low and new housings were sparsely built as the
rebuilding of the harbours, industry etc. had priority. Young people, after getting
married, had to move in with one of the parents as a standard rule. You can guess the
marital disasters which often occurred after being exposed to your
husband's or wife's parents, mostly in cramped overcrowded quarters and also over a longer
period of time. Not just a couple of months but often for years. Everybody getting on everybody's nerves. What helped us out enormously
was the extensive aid program by the so called 'Marshall Plan' from which we and other
European nations profited. Apart from being a generous effort to put us back on our feet,
our American friends thought it also was important to create a strong Europe in order
to have a suitable buffer zone and counterweight against the Soviet giant
lying at our doorsteps. A true tragedy that the once friends in combat, who
threw over the Nazi regime, now were becoming enemies in a short period of
time.
These are pages 16 - 19 copied from my
Seaman's Book in which all ships on which I mustered are entered. In total 9 years
of service on board several ships on just 4 pages of paper. The first ship being
the Sibajak as described above.
The Smittlloyd 11
during stormy weather conditions and "biting the bullet". When a
ship dives with force into a wave like in the picture it feels like you have hit a
solid concrete pillar standing on the sea bottom. It is a loud and big bang and the ship
shudders for seconds after the hit. It is a law of nature that water is pretty
incompressible. It serves as a stern reminder to the crew that the ship has to reduce
speed......
This is the Smitlloyd 9 also in a bad weather situation.
A roller coaster ride to the square. Not something for people with a weak stomach......
Unfortunately the movie is of poor quality. I was on board during the North Sea trials on the Smitlloyd 8, 9, 10, 11, 12
and 14. The Smitlloyd 13 was skipped as the number is supposed to bring bad luck to a ship. I
met with some pretty bad weather during those trials. Most of the personnel from
the shipyard and others not used to the rolling and pitching movements of the
ship got seasick.