There was an engineman named Gomez who never did have both oars in the water. 
Two incidents that come to mind were funny at the time, but you can't help but  wonder whatever happened to him after he left the boat.

We had been working in the after engineroom and had erected a davit for hauling items up through the hatch.  Now chainfalls, as we all know, weigh quite a bit as they sometimes need to lift pretty heavy pieces of equipment.  As it happened, someone - and I don't recall who it was - was removing the chainfall from the davit while Gomez was watching from below. 

Ahh, you can see it coming!  Yes indeed.
The chainfall slipped and Gomez, instead of jumping out of the way, watched it fall all the way down onto his forhead.  Knocked him out, it did!  Fortunately he had a thick skull and he survived.

 

Then there was the time (I don't mean to pick on Gomez) when he was standing in the control room talking with Doc Coons.  Seemed he had some problem with his feet and was complaining about the pain.  With one quick look with his practiced and diagnostic eye, Doc could see that Gomez had his shoes on the wrong feet.  A diagnosis like that in this day and age would cost a bundle.

 

I also remember that typhoon and the water slugs coming down the snorkel mast which, as we know, was 58' above the waterline.  Roughest ride I ever had on the boat.

 

Then, of course, there was the time we got caught trying to assist when the Pueblo was captured.  During the whole time I was on the boat, that was the only time I got truly worried about our situation.  Even though the aft signal ejector jammed, we were
still able to shoot enough FTC's to get away.  Would have been a tough stay in Korea otherwise.

How 'bout the one where our "queeck's draw" topside watch was practicing for the shootout at the OK Corral.  From below we could hear this commotion every minute or so as he spun on his feet and drew that anything but western .45 until the scurry of his feet was followed with a clang and a splash.  Gave the Navy divers something to do the next day.  Don't think they ever did find that .45 among all the other stuff on the bottom.