No one remembers what happened to the refugees. The Agoo
authorities hauled their boat farther up the beach, smashing
the keel and the rudder. For the next five years the boat sat
abandoned on the beach, visited only by kids and the blowing
sand.
Meanwhile in San Fabian, a group of retired American
servicemen, all over 65 years of age, planned a small and
private clubhouse. Their idea was simple - patch up the refugee
boat in Agoo, tow it to San Fabian in the south-eastern corner
of the Lingayen Gulf, a distance of about 13 miles, then up the
San Fabian River about half a mile, drag it up under a tree,
erect a cover, and hey presto - an instant bar and
clubhouse.
Among the architects of the plan were Don Powers and Wally
Brooks; Bob Jackson, a Supply Sergeant who had worked with
Wally in the Air Force; and Bonnie and Kuga Sison, local
businessmen.
In January 1991 they approached the mayor of Agoo who was more
than happy to be rid of the boat, more so when the group
offered him $500 for it. They decided to call their acquisition
the Saigon Queen, and set about preparing for her final
voyage.
Proceeding with the care of archaeologists Don and his team dug
and scraped day after day, their spirits buoyed by obvious
progress and copious crates of beer. The excavation proved to
be a far bigger job than they had first thought. Although only
40 feet long the boat had massive depth and bulk, measuring
over 12 feet from the keel to the highest point on the bow.
Above the sand, where the hull had been exposed to the
elements, its one inch thick teak planking gaped open, the
caulking having dried and fallen out. They replaced this with a
local caulking made from ground coconut husks. As they dug
deeper they were surprised to find the caulking almost
intact.
They removed and stowed the superstructure - this would later
form part of the kitchen - and repaired the keel. Then, using
railroad jacks, painstakingly raised the boat onto rollers cut
from the trunks of coconut trees.
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