Fabric in a Thread that Binds us Together
Although residents from diverse communities parted ways over
half a century ago, the unforgettable memories of growing up in Naval Base linger
in a never-ending continuum.
Peew’s initial SMS in
NB FB weaves a moving thread of exchanges that tug heartstrings and tell a poignant story of the N Base tapestry of life.
Fok Yok Kiong’s candid ‘reminder to pick up the TV
from Alan house’ and his observation that we knew everything about each other
-reflects openness and empathy that clings to this very day.
So, as u once again scan the SMSs below, please pencil your memories so that our NB Story doesn’t end.
And tis how t conversation began…
Chan Peew WanAuthor .
This was where my life first began, 76 years ago....... at
the corner of Block 14 Room 12 Kowloon Road H. M. Naval Base Singapore.
Pat Alexander
Lived in 235C Ottawa
Road from 1960 to 1963 ...not far from where we were.... used to roam that area
often!
June Slaughter
Me too, you must have moved in on our departure. Caught the
school bus just outside. A steep walk down to the cinema and an even steeper
one coming back!!
Reply Pat Alexander
June Slaughter Yes, I remember all too
well. BUT can't remember all I did yesterday!
Reply David Daniel
Not many better places on Earth to start a life ... I hope that you took advantage of your great good fortune.
Reply Albert Silver
David Daniel So true dear friend.
Reply Sam Davamoni
Thank you for sharing!!!
Reply Bernard Harison
My wife was your best neighbour in Room 11 😂
Reply Chan Peew Wan
Bernard
Harison ...aha....
you crossed the "mountains and valleys" also the well-guarded Kowloon
Road to find your sweetheart!
Reply Bernard Harison
Exactly
Reply Fok Yok Kiong
Those were the days my friends, we played football together
at the same time and roamed around the neighborhood. Life was much simpler then. All neighbors
back in those days were very friendly and kind. We knew everything about each
other and had friendship with all our loved ones.
Have a wonderful day and stay safe out there. Have a blessed
and wonderful day.
Reply Melvin Yen Yen
Fok Yok Kiong /Fok Meng Kay reminder
to pick up the TV from Alan’s house on Monday, ok.
Reply Fok Yok Kiong Fok
Reply Susan Wong
Fok Yok Kiong Fok your mum
is the most humble and loving mother. Your Dad too. Both are very softspoken
couple.
Reply Fok Yok Kiong
Susan Wong, thanks for the compliments. By the way which
block you resided? Have a blessed day.
Reply Susan Wong
Fok Yok Kiong Fok , was in Blk 11 Rm 11 then moved to Blk 12 Rm 4 in
1955 after my mum passed away. How is your eldest brother Meng Keng’?
Reply Fok Yok Kiong
Susan Wong I am the elder brother. How you been doing? I have
lost touch with our Naval Base friends for ages. Hope one day we can all meet
up for coffee. Cheers!!!
Reply Susan Wong
Oh. So, you’re the one. Am doing great. Living in Perth. Was back in July for 3 weeks.
Reply Annie N Ray Tang
Wonderful
childhood. Houses unlock, kids running around, no ipads, phones etc. Played
games we invented ourselves.
Chandra Mohan
I remember those days! Walking and cycling around this road
We
stayed at Block 1 Rm 13 and Block 2 Rm 2 and later upstairs to Block 2 Rm 13
Wonderful
childhood years. Couldn’t wish for a better place to grow up. 💓💖😄
Numan Jahan
I remember going to school walking pass this Kowloon Road in 1965.
Nostalgia👌 there
was a field across. Nice posting brother👍
Reply Thinker SG
Numan Jahan We called it Block 68 field. The
British Army sometimes trained squads there. Public/Political
rallies also took place there too.
Numan Jahan -all the blocks around Delhi and
Kowloon Road were famous and hold great memories.
Linda Jacques
I lived in 295E Durban Rd. Lots of lovely memories of such a happy childhood.
Daniel Kumar
My relatives stayed at Blk 18. Beautiful place! My best years of my life in NB!
Mustafa Yaha
Thanks for the beautiful thoughts,
guys. I’m close to tears after reading them and reliving the memories. There is
nothing like our very own Naval Base in any other part of the world! We are
blessed to be a part of it.
Compiled by: Alfred Dass
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