(08 Sept. 86) 1530 – I was pulled off patrol on the west side today in order to help the crew at DSC (Dock Security Checkpoint) process workers and others wanting to enter or leave Kwaj. This is the busiest part of the day with lots of problems, most of which are solved by ignoring them. The last boat had unloaded and the crowd had passed through when she came in. All of the constables stopped whatever they were doing and stared. There were sly looks and smiles among the Marshallese as she exchanged her badge for an island worker’s badge.
She knew that she was the object of attention and seemed embarrassed by it. Smiling demurely, this island enchantress made her way quickly out the door.
There may be women as pretty as her in this world but she is something special. Her face is flawless, set off by dark, lustrous hair. She has light mocha skin and a firm but very feminine body. And she is shy, not at all like most of the Marshallese women who pass through the checkpoint.
Her name is Marie, one constable said. She’s twenty-one and works as a hostess at the Yuk Club. Everyone agreed that she is a nice girl, certainly unattainable in the way every man in the room was thinking.
I couldn’t get her out of my mind, someone that beautiful, and not just physically either. She evoked a warm feeling inside by just being there. It’s a shame that she has to return to a place like Ebeye every night.
The Yuk (Yuck) Club where Marie works is officially the Yokwe Yuk Club, situated on 6th Street, right in the middle of apartment houses for single status workers. Yokwe Yuk is the Marshallese equivalent of the Hawaiian word Aloha and means hello and goodby — depending on whether you are coming or going.
The Yuk Club is a large building and contains a multipurpose room for movies, bingo and live bands. A bar and lounge provide plenty of room to get smashed in. On the right side is an elegant restaurant and dining room in a South Seas design. This is the place to go with your date. Dates are, for the male population at least, difficult to locate. The few American women out here, even the ugly ones, are treated like Miss Universe.
We were told at training about the pretty blond fifteen-year-old daughter of a worker who was here with her family. She withdrew $22,000 dollars from her savings account before returning to the states. An investigation revealed that she was dating Philippine and Hawaiian workers for $500 per date.
The Yuk Club is a good place to stay away from if you have trouble with over consumption of alcohol. The more guys drink, the more handsome, knowledgeable and heroic they become. The women become more uninhibited. Even the married ones. As expected, someone says something that someone else takes as an insult.
Tension rises and a fight breaks out. The next day one or more partiers is fired and put on the jet for Honolulu.
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