I think Treasure Island is a little east of Alcatraz. My Pop was stationed there in 1950. I was stationed in San Diego in 1981, and don’t recall Treasure Island. I was familiar with Treasure Island in Vegas :-).
Hmmm - well a big whoops on my part. For some reason I thought it was down around San Diego.
There is a Treasure Island in San Francisco Bay about midway between Oakland and San Francisco. The Bay Bridge is anchored, in the middle, on T.I.
Back in the mid 1950’s It was a transient processing base for Navy personnel entering into or going out of CONUS to duty destinations in the Pacific. Sailors could not even go to hell without first going to T.I. for processing which took at least a week.
I came into Oakland airport and rode a train out to T.I., yes! a train. The lower level of the Bay Bridge was, at that time, a train track.
The base also had a simulated ship called Buttercup which was a mock up of an engine room. There we underwent training for damage control by going into the engine room. which was actually flooding, and were to stop the flooding from ruptured bulkheads and pipes. COLD and wet!
Also we were to go into the engine room and fight an actual oil fire in which the bilges were aflame bulkhead to bulkhead. The idea was to sweep the flames ahead of the fire party and cool it with water spray. It worked.
Also fighting a lee fire in which a open top tank about 20 ft. in diameter and 6 ft. high was set afire and we, the hose team, were to go into the fire, which was blowing parallel to the ground, put a foam nozzle over the edge of the flaming tank in order to smother the flames with foam. Two hoses, one with an extended spray applicator to create a protective cocoon around the team and the second hose with the foam nozzle. Don’t panic and try to run out of the protection cocoon of the spray applicator because we were surrounded by fire and would quickly become toast.
Later, as a civilian employee of Military Sealift Command, I attended ABC class at T.I, which included the gas chamber.
Treasure Island was an unpleasant experience, but I suppose a necessary one. It certainly provided this old man with lasting memories.