It is easy in Cocoli...

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The little town site of Cocoli invites you... enjoy the great times of socializing and reminiscing of those wonderful easy days of long ago… kick back, get comfortable the show is about to start...

Go ahead drop by the Cocoli Clubhouse and enjoy some world famous Cocoli Wontons with your favorite beverage. You will love them for sure! We are now open 24/7. Now here is a heads up, meet us all at the Panama Canal Reunion in 2004. Do not miss this great opportunity to get together like we use to do at the Cocoli Clubhouse... Lets reminisce about Cocoli where the living was easy... Bring a sackful of mangoes... Yes, nestle on the west bank of the Panama Canal, just past U.S. Naval Station Rodman off La Bruja Road lies the enchanting town site of Cocoli. Cocoli for many years was my home. In its hey day it boasted everything from a clubhouse to a clinic dispensary for common prescriptions. There were four family houses, duplexes, cottages, single apartments for the bachelors, and also 12 family units. It was a bustling town like those carved out of the jungle of the Panama Canal building days. Yes, living in Cocoli was fun! I can still see it in my mind’s eye as if it were only yesterday. The main part of the town was on a mesa surrounded by a series of low hills to the west that led toward K-9 Road and Miraflores Locks. A portion of the town dropped away rather sharply to the west past the Cocoli Elementary School... that is just for starters... You too have a story to tell... yes indeed.Are you looking for Adventure? Then why not escape to Panama? When you get there go over to the best little town site in all the old Canal Zone... Yes go to Cocoli, where the living is easy... While there pick a few mangoes... you will be glad you did... Ripe mangoes are very tasty!Way beyond la Bruja Road lies Cocoli....Let the magic begin.

Way beyond La Bruja Road lies the enchanting town of Cocoli....where the living was easy. It was a mango paradise for little kids. During the mango season a person could pick a sackful without leaving their backyard.

A shot of Cocoli arriving from Naval Station Rodman. The Chiva will make a quick right so hang on....Was the Chiva going too fast? Next stop the clubhouse! Everybody out...

A Mango Tree Grows in Cocoli
By Louis J. Barbier (BHS 57)

When I was a kid growing up in Cocoli and attending Cocoli Grade School, I lived in a wooden duplex on creosote post on Tamarind Avenue with my family. In my back yard there was a Mango Tree, which I called, Sammy Ho. Sammy Ho was a very beautiful evergreen tree that produce some of the best mangos in the world. It had large green thick leaves that kind of waved at me each morning. I could see it from my bedroom window. It was a marvelous tree that had been married to a couple of Tamarind trees. Don’t laugh. This is a must! Mangos are the kings of the tropical fruit. It was a custom by the founders of Cocoli to marry the Mango trees to Tamarind. The tamarind fruit is the Queen of the tropical fruit. The Tamarind tree tends to be a bit tart and sassy...just what a good mango-producing tree needs. We had plenty of Tamarind trees in Cocoli.

Both the Mango and the Tamarind trees are great for climbing. They will grow to 50 feet. Wow, what a Birdseye view of the world you can see from up there. Sammy Ho was maybe 30 feet tall and still growing. I had a favorite spot I would climb which was level with the tin roof of our tropical quarters. Of course Sammy had a lot of pesky bugs crawling all over it. And soon they were also on your little body. Then the nasty bites. But my mother had some Chinese balm "El Tigre" that she would pick up at Casa Miller on her weekly visits to La Central. The stuff burned and smelled awful but it worked. My Mango tree also provides lots of dense shade. And at high noon everybody in Panama is looking for some cool shade to capture some breeze. Yes, Mon.

Sammy Ho had lots of visitors. The first to arrive were a flock of chattering parakeets that sounded like a small VW barreling down the Chorrera Auto-pista sounding its horn. Sammy Ho was not any Mango Tree. It was a tree that produces those large mangos with red shoulders. Teddy Roosevelt would have said, "...these mangos are bullish on the Canal Zone. Kid get me a sack full for eating later in my room at the Tivoli Guest House."

Sammy Ho had some really strong limbs. I use to climb it with a little red-haired girl who lived up the street. I would study my tree all year long. I would even talk to it. Then when the small yellowish flowers would appear, I knew that soon we would have those little mangos. Now those flowers produces a volatile substance, which in some little kids it, would cause an allergic reaction and respiratory problems. Gorgas ER had a few cases each year. A couple of teaspoons of Benadryal and you would be okay...as long as you stayed away from the Mango Tree Blossoms. I was lucky I never had that problem. Then the day would come when boo-koo small green mangos would appear. Mangos are a hardy fruit. Sammy like other mango trees has to put up with pesky black birds, bugs, insects, bees, and they are susceptible do getting mildew.

Yes, that is what all that black stuff all over the trunk, leaves, and fruit. That is why one must wash mangos before eating. Also wash your hands...you don’t want to leave mildew marks on everything you touch.

But when Sammy Ho was laden with fruit I would pick and pick all the ones that were just right. After I had a sack, I would pick another one for my mother. She could really do wonders using Mangos in salads, sauces, and deserts.

Now the perfect place to eat Mangos was under the house in the carport. I always kept the water hose handy for cleaning up later. But the juice seems to run out the corners of your mouth with each bite. Then of course, there are all those fibers, which seem to get stuck between ones teeth. So, it can be very messy to eat but oh...so good!

Now, that I think back Old Sammy Ho is probably still there in Cocoli. A good Mango tree can last for 300 years and still fruiting great tasting Mangos...the kind you love to eat. Yes, once a long time ago I knew a Mango Tree that grew in Cocoli.


My school in Cocoli. All the magic of living in the old Canal Zone started here. There were numerous mango trees around the school. So, if you needed a healthy snack you just climbed the tree and picked a ripe mango. Although green mangoes are also very tasty. Later it would continue as all the kids went on to Balboa High School. The bus ride to Balboa would be a daily adventure. What kid would want to miss that?


Here are some mangoes ready to eat...Yea, go for it!

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COCOLI... Land of Las Brujas... Enter at your own risk.

Escape to Panama

Time marches on... a final thought to ponder: We do not remember the days... We remember the moments… It has been a real pleasure sharing something more about my town Cocoli and the great people who lived there...

It has been a real pleasure sharing something more about my town Cocoli as I remember it.


Photo Credits: Author, Bill Fall, Montana, CZ and PCC Archives

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