Welcome to Bugara.net
This site is for all shipmates, khaki or dungaree, that had the pleasure of sailing on the USS Bugara, SS-331.
Notes from the 2016 Bugara Reunion
We know some of you missed this year's Bug reunion, held during the 2016 USSVI Convention in Reno, NV. Never fear! Feckless shipmate Harvey Shaw scribbled down some notes and has some pictures that are posted. Read more and see the pictures
The Bug in her Final Resting Place
In 2008, as part of a NOAA explorer ship's shakedown cruise, the wreck of the Bugara was surveyed. Click here to see more information and see more sonar imagery. Image courtesy of Bathymetric Research.
LT Dennis McCroskey - On final patrol 28 March 2013 from prostate cancer. “Sailor, rest your oars!”
Most of us on the BUGARA from 1968 and 1969 knew LT McCroskey as “Pumper Mac” – as we always had a trim party while he had the conn. He is survived by his loving wife Pam, who is having a difficult time preparing an obituary – therefore, it is request that any and all shipmates that knew him should send Mrs. McCroskey a note and sympathy card and help her fill in the blanks of “Pumper Mac’s” career on the BUGARA. Mrs. McCroskey intends on having a memorial service for him in July at her home in Palo Alto, CA and then scattering his ashes sometime after that in Yosemite National Park.
Please identify yourselves to her as an ex-BUGARA shipmate.
All Submariners Lose a Friend
Dr. Joyce Brothers passed away yesterday at the age of 85. When the
USS Thresher was lost with 129 souls aboard, she acknowledged this
with an article that showed she understood Submariners. She will be
missed. God Bless You and Keep You, Dr. Joyce........
Read Dr. Brothers' article here
Eulogy for Charles Robert Webster,
Former Crew-Member of the United States Submarine USS BUGARA (SS331)
Captain Ed Ettner delivered the eulogy for Charles Webster recently - read the eulogy.
Thanks to the generosity of Officers and Men of the Bugara, the website, Bugara.net, has been renewed.
Not only that, but we have enough funds to make a donation of $275.00 to the Dolphin Scholarship Fund, on behalf of all former BUGARA sailors. Read the thank you letter from the Dolphin Scholarship Fund
Thank you for your support and generosity!
If you are interested in posting pictures to the Bugara Pictures section (hosted on Flickr), contact the webmaster for access instructions.
We Are Submarine Sailors
We are not the first of them and we will not be the last. Our heritage runs back to the first submarine. This heritage line continues forward into an unseen future. Each generation is trained by the one before. This will remain so until there is no more use for submarines, which will be never.
If one of us goes aboard a new or old submarine, we are comfortable with the men there. For they are us and we are them. Stand us in a line in all our dress uniforms or naked in our coffins, we are the same. We are and forever will be submarine sailors. We are one.
We can have everything taken from us, uniforms, medals, our sanity and our lives, but we will always be recognized by others and ourselves as a submariner. This status cannot be removed from us. Our Dolphins worn on our chests then, hung on our walls now, or later pinned on moldering uniforms in our graves mark us forever. We are first, last, and always men that stepped forward and worked long and hard to become what we are. We are unique among sailors for we sail down deep into dark and always dangerous waters. We do this not with foolhardy go-to-hell bravery, but with cool calculation and care. We challenge the dangers with training and practice. We know that the time for bravery will come when two shipmates close themselves in a flooding compartment, knowing that the whole boat and crew depends on them to control the flooding.
We believe in each other, because we must. Alone at sea, the crew and a pressure hull are all we have to reach the surface again. Men with confidence in each other dive and surface submarines countless times. Each man trained by others holds the lives of those shipmates in his hands. Dolphins are the symbol of this tradition.
Submarine hulls have numbers and men have hearts and souls. We carry those numbers in our hearts in life, and they mark our souls in death. Silver or Gold, Dolphins are the symbol of this.
To us Dolphins are it, no other symbol matters or means anything as important as they do.