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Joppa House
I was there at the time Theresa writes about, and my 4 children were too.
I remember you and your brother playing in the hall, and nearly getting killed when you knocked the grandfather clock down. Your mom and I would walk to the village to get bread etc. each day. Do you remember Mr. Temple and the pony?
He stopped there every morning, on his way to the pub. The harbor master, would come by on his bike, and hand candy to all the children. The pipers would practice, walking up and down along the water front. We were upstairs when you were here, and Mrs. Grieve would come to clean for the landlady. The old paddle wheel boats would go by, and the seals would be playing near the rocks.
Dennis (our oldest boy) married a Scottish Girl, and has recently visited there, and we were still remembered by the Daughter of the lady next door. The house... Read more
Joppa, 1974-75
I was stationed about the USS Canopus, and lived with my wife and son... and then daughter... on the second floor of the wonderful old house known as Joppa. I have a ton of photos, as well as a ton of memories. Another Canopus family lived on the first floor - Bruce and Sue Hill and their son - and every morning Bruce and I would drive to Holy Loch in his Mini, and often stop at the Royal Bar before travelling the last couple of blocks home. It was a glorious time, and I never quite understood some of the sailors and their spouses who didn't enter into the adventure of life in Scotland.
My wife and I travelled back about seven years ago and stayed in a B&B in Innellan. We walked along the shore and visited the shops in Dunoon, and even met one of the ladies who owned the Dhalling House where we stayed before we found Joppa.
I miss the ferry rides, fish... Read more
My House on The Hill!
We lived in Innellan for about 3 years and I have very fond memories of being there. My husband was in the Navy stationed aboard the U.S.S. Hunley in Dunoon at the time and we found this lovely 2 storey house right on the River Clyde in Innellan to rent. We lived in the bottom half - I believe it was called "Briar Brae House" and I loved it there. I would put the 2 boys in the pram and away we would go to the butcher's etc. to pick up the day's groceries and supplies that we needed. I had lots of pictures and slides of being there -however they were all lost in moving so all I have are my memories now. I would love to be in touch with someone from around that area and maybe get some pictures of my old house on the hill! Judy
The Good Times
I used to go to Innellan when I was young to stay with my grandparents and what great memories I have, I used to get the bus from the pier and get off at West Church Lane where they lived. On Sundays we walked up to the church and my Grandfather sang in the choir. I also liked to walk up to the village and sometimes go to the icecream shop call the LIDO I can still see the big round steps up to shop. I can also remember the village post office. I have such beautiful memories . I left Innellan in August 1948 and went to Australia with my parents. I went back to Innellan in 1976 and it was still the same and it felt great
Lived Here in 1963-64
My dad was stationed here in the early 60's with the US Navy. Although I was only 5 years old at the time the memories are still so vivid in my mind. So many thoughts and pictures are racing thru my mind as I write this that it is hard to put it all into words. I can see the big stone house (JOPPA) that we lived in, I smell the multitude of geraniums that thrived in the hot house connected to the main house, I feel the sun and fresh cool air that my brother and I thrived in as we would walk to school or to town and talk with all the shop keepers or play on the rocks at the river Clyde. I see old Mr Burns tending the roses that lined the walkway from the street to our front door. I remember the night that there was a terrible storm and I woke up sleepy-eyed and confused to see strangers in our living room as my... Read more
Argyll memories
MacCubban Shield
Lots of memories of the MacCubban Shield Competitions with the Sandbank Troup - we won it several years in a row in the early/mid 60's - also the scout camps at Rashfield and farther away at Benderloch. The tasks we undertook such as making rope bridges over the river at Rashfield etc. - kids would never be allowed to do this -- H&S would kill this sort of activity off. I remember getting dropped of at Loch Striven and then hiking back to Clachaig carrying tents - food etc. all to get a badge to sew on your shirt. Being in the Sandbank Boy Scouts Hut when it was announced that JFK had been assasinated and all of the American boys in the troup being hurriedly picked up by worried parents. Helping Sandy with the boat hire at Port Riddel - taking out the Lydia full of holidaymakers for trips to the Cloch Lighthouse etc - watched the AKKA sink after it hit the Gantocks Rock. Poaching salmon... Read more
My Scottish Home
I'm a navy brat ... I lived on the promenade in 1963 and used to watch the Polaris submarines come down the river and go into Holy Lock and tie up to the submarine tenders and dry docks for repairs. I was a young boy at the time and attended Scottish public schools. I loved this country, this town and this magical place of submarines, ships and ferrys, lighthouses and fog horns. There used to be a dinghy rental business and I worked there awhile, in the summer. I enjoyed myself immeasurably. I had my first girlfriend here, a beautiful blonde-headed Scottish lass. I could forget my name easier than I could forget the memories made here, not that I want to forget either. May God and good friends be wherever you go, because I know they are in Kirn. Talk to you later!
