I was a sailor.......... (1 Viewer)

[Navy Pride]

This pretty much tells it all:

I WAS A SAILOR
>
>
> *** I liked standing on the bridge wing at sunrise with salt spray in my
> face and clean ocean winds whipping in from the four quarters of the
> globe,
> the destroyer beneath me feeling like a living thing as her engines
> drove her swiftly through the sea.
> *** I liked the sounds of the Navy - the piercing trill of the
> boatswainspipe, the syncopated clangor of the ship's bell on the
> quarterdeck, the
> harsh squawk of the 1MC, and the strong language and laughter of sailors
> at
> work.
> *** I liked Navy vessels -- nervous darting destroyers, plodding fleet
> auxiliaries and amphibs, sleek submarines and steady solid aircraft
> carriers.
> *** I liked the proud names of Navy ships: Midway, Lexington, Saratoga,
> Coral Sea,
> Antietam, Valley Forge - - memorials of great battles won and tribulations
> overcome.
> *** I liked the lean angular names of Navy "tin-cans" and
> escorts - -Barney, Dahlgren,
> Mullinix, McCloy, Damato, Leftwich, Mills - - mementos of heroes who went
> before us.
> And the others - - San Jose, San Diego, Los Angeles, St. Paul, Chicago - -
> named for our cities.
> *** I liked the tempo of a Navy band blaring through the topside speakers
> as we pulled away from the oiler after refueling at sea.
> *** I liked liberty call and the spicy scent of every foreign port.
> *** I liked the all hands working parties as my ship filled herself with
> the multitude of
> supplies so as to carry out her mission anywhere on the globe where there
> was water to float her.
> *** I liked sailors, officers and enlisted men from all parts of the
> land, farms of the Midwest,
> small towns of New England, from the cities, the mountains and the
> prairies from all walks of life.
> I trusted and depended on them as they trusted and depended on me - for
> professional competence,
> for comradeship, for strength and courage. In a word, they were
> "shipmates"; then and forever.
> *** I liked the surge of adventure in my heart, when the word was passed:
> "Now set the special
> sea and anchor detail - all hands to quarters for leaving port,"
> *** I liked the infectious thrill of sighting home again, with the waving
> hands of welcome from
> family and friends waiting pier side.
> *** I liked the hard and dangerous work. The going was rough at times;
> and the parting from
> loved ones painful, but the companionship of robust Navy laughter, the
> "all for one and one for all"
> philosophy of the sea was ever present.
> *** I liked the serenity of the sea after a day of hard ship's work, as
> flying fish flitted across the
> wave tops and the sunset gave way to night.
> *** I liked the feel of the Navy in darkness - the masthead and
> rangelights, the red and green
> navigation lights and stern light, the pulsating phosphorescence of radar
> repeaters - they cut through
> the dusk and joined with the mirror of stars overhead. And I liked
> drifting off to sleep lulled by the
> myriad noises large and small that told me that my ship was alive and
> well, and that my shipmates
> on watch would keep me safe.
> *** I liked quiet midwatches with the aroma of strong coffee -- the life
> blood of the Navy
> permeating everywhere.
> *** And I liked the hectic watches when the exacting minuet of
> haze-grayshapes racing at flank
> speed kept all hands on a razor edge of alertness.
> *** I liked the sudden electricity of "General quarters, General
> quarters, all hands man your
> battle stations", followed by the hurried clamor of running feet on
> ladders and the resounding
> thump of watertight doors as the ship transformed herself, in a few brief
> seconds, from a peaceful
> workplace to a weapon of war -- ready for anything.
> *** And I liked the sight of space-age equipment manned by youngsters
> clad in dungarees and
> sound-powered phones that their grandfathers would still recognize
> *** I liked the traditions of the Navy and the men and women who made
> them. I liked the proud
> names of Navy heroes: Halsey, Nimitz, Perry, Farragut, John Paul Jones
> and Burke.
> *** In years to come, when sailors are home from the sea, they will still
> remember with fondness
> and respect the ocean in all its moods - the impossible shimmering mirror
> of calm waters or the
> storm-tossed green water surging over the bow. And then there will come
> again, the sound and
> laughter from the mess deck, a faint whiff of stack gas, a echo of engine
> noises, a vision of "Old Glory"
> snapping in the breeze. As they have gone ashore for good they will grow
> wistful about their Navy days,
> when the seas belonged to them and a new port of call was ever over the
> horizon.
> *** Remembering all of this, they will stand taller and say...
>
> "I WAS A SAILOR ONCE, AND PROUD OF IT"
>

 

[alphieb]

This pretty much tells it all:

I WAS A SAILOR
>
>
> *** I liked standing on the bridge wing at sunrise with salt spray in my
> face and clean ocean winds whipping in from the four quarters of the
> globe,
> the destroyer beneath me feeling like a living thing as her engines
> drove her swiftly through the sea.
> *** I liked the sounds of the Navy - the piercing trill of the
> boatswainspipe, the syncopated clangor of the ship's bell on the
> quarterdeck, the
> harsh squawk of the 1MC, and the strong language and laughter of sailors
> at
> work.
> *** I liked Navy vessels -- nervous darting destroyers, plodding fleet
> auxiliaries and amphibs, sleek submarines and steady solid aircraft
> carriers.
> *** I liked the proud names of Navy ships: Midway, Lexington, Saratoga,
> Coral Sea,
> Antietam, Valley Forge - - memorials of great battles won and tribulations
> overcome.
> *** I liked the lean angular names of Navy "tin-cans" and
> escorts - -Barney, Dahlgren,
> Mullinix, McCloy, Damato, Leftwich, Mills - - mementos of heroes who went
> before us.
> And the others - - San Jose, San Diego, Los Angeles, St. Paul, Chicago - -
> named for our cities.
> *** I liked the tempo of a Navy band blaring through the topside speakers
> as we pulled away from the oiler after refueling at sea.
> *** I liked liberty call and the spicy scent of every foreign port.
> *** I liked the all hands working parties as my ship filled herself with
> the multitude of
> supplies so as to carry out her mission anywhere on the globe where there
> was water to float her.
> *** I liked sailors, officers and enlisted men from all parts of the
> land, farms of the Midwest,
> small towns of New England, from the cities, the mountains and the
> prairies from all walks of life.
> I trusted and depended on them as they trusted and depended on me - for
> professional competence,
> for comradeship, for strength and courage. In a word, they were
> "shipmates"; then and forever.
> *** I liked the surge of adventure in my heart, when the word was passed:
> "Now set the special
> sea and anchor detail - all hands to quarters for leaving port,"
> *** I liked the infectious thrill of sighting home again, with the waving
> hands of welcome from
> family and friends waiting pier side.
> *** I liked the hard and dangerous work. The going was rough at times;
> and the parting from
> loved ones painful, but the companionship of robust Navy laughter, the
> "all for one and one for all"
> philosophy of the sea was ever present.
> *** I liked the serenity of the sea after a day of hard ship's work, as
> flying fish flitted across the
> wave tops and the sunset gave way to night.
> *** I liked the feel of the Navy in darkness - the masthead and
> rangelights, the red and green
> navigation lights and stern light, the pulsating phosphorescence of radar
> repeaters - they cut through
> the dusk and joined with the mirror of stars overhead. And I liked
> drifting off to sleep lulled by the
> myriad noises large and small that told me that my ship was alive and
> well, and that my shipmates
> on watch would keep me safe.
> *** I liked quiet midwatches with the aroma of strong coffee -- the life
> blood of the Navy
> permeating everywhere.
> *** And I liked the hectic watches when the exacting minuet of
> haze-grayshapes racing at flank
> speed kept all hands on a razor edge of alertness.
> *** I liked the sudden electricity of "General quarters, General
> quarters, all hands man your
> battle stations", followed by the hurried clamor of running feet on
> ladders and the resounding
> thump of watertight doors as the ship transformed herself, in a few brief
> seconds, from a peaceful
> workplace to a weapon of war -- ready for anything.
> *** And I liked the sight of space-age equipment manned by youngsters
> clad in dungarees and
> sound-powered phones that their grandfathers would still recognize
> *** I liked the traditions of the Navy and the men and women who made
> them. I liked the proud
> names of Navy heroes: Halsey, Nimitz, Perry, Farragut, John Paul Jones
> and Burke.
> *** In years to come, when sailors are home from the sea, they will still
> remember with fondness
> and respect the ocean in all its moods - the impossible shimmering mirror
> of calm waters or the
> storm-tossed green water surging over the bow. And then there will come
> again, the sound and
> laughter from the mess deck, a faint whiff of stack gas, a echo of engine
> noises, a vision of "Old Glory"
> snapping in the breeze. As they have gone ashore for good they will grow
> wistful about their Navy days,
> when the seas belonged to them and a new port of call was ever over the
> horizon.
> *** Remembering all of this, they will stand taller and say...
>
> "I WAS A SAILOR ONCE, AND PROUD OF IT"
>

"He wants to live like a sailor at sea"......"If you need him he'll be there again...Beautiful Loser".......

I am certainly not calling you a loser, but that song just comes to mind with your post. I love that song.

 

[alphieb]

"And ya just don't need it all"......................

 

[FinnMacCool]

Maybe this will make you like me a bit more.

My entire family are all a bunch of sailors. My grandpa was actually in the navy and he chased a russian submarine down to South America during the Cuban Missle Crisis. I kind of grew up on sea stories and shanties. Just remember that the next time we get into a debate.
:shock:

 

[Navy Pride]

Maybe this will make you like me a bit more.

My entire family are all a bunch of sailors. My grandpa was actually in the navy and he chased a russian submarine down to South America during the Cuban Missle Crisis. I kind of grew up on sea stories and shanties. Just remember that the next time we get into a debate.
:shock:

I don't dislike you and thank your grandpa for his service to our country.......

 

[FinnMacCool]

I don't dislike you and thank your grandpa for his service to our country.......

Never said you did. I don't dislike you either your political beliefs are just a little messed up:doh

 

[Navy Pride]

Never said you did. I don't dislike you either your political beliefs are just a little messed up:doh

I was trying to be nice, but your a youngster and as you grow older and wiser, get married and have a family your political views will change.......Lets hope so anyhow.......

 

[FinnMacCool]

I was trying to be nice, but your a youngster and as you grow older and wiser, get married and have a family your political views will change.......Lets hope so anyhow.......

You can stop saying that now because you know I won't :doh

If I am young enough to debate with older people on here now, wait till I'm 70. You guys won't stand a chance. I'll come back like 55 years from now and mop the floor with you all. :lol:

 

[Navy Pride]

You can stop saying that now because you know I won't :doh

If I am young enough to debate with older people on here now, wait till I'm 70. You guys won't stand a chance. I'll come back like 55 years from now and mop the floor with you all. :lol:

Never say never my friend...............

 

[Axismaster]

Never say never my friend...............

Well, if you take Churchill's saying that, "Any man who is not liberal when he is twenty has no heart, and any man who is not conservative by forty has no brain," to be literal, I suppose you could say that, but I don't think it is literal. I am still a teenager, but will be libertarian for life! I'm going to be President someday and make government smaller.

 

[FinnMacCool]

"Any man who is not liberal when he is twenty has no heart, and any man who is not conservative by forty has no brain,"

Thats a silly quote. Churchill isn't exactly one of my favorite historical political figures. I doubt very much that my basic core political beliefs will change overtime. I have a very strict moral code and I know exactly the way things should work I'm just not certain how you should take the route. My beliefs have kinda cycle but their always liberal. I was a democrat first, then I was an anarchist, then I was a socialist, then I was an anarchist again, and now I'm sorta a weird mix between a social democrat and an anarchist. I'm sure I probably will find what way best fits me but until then I'm gonna keep learning more.

 

[Axismaster]

As for me, I was born into a moderate household, but my parents tend to lean towards Democrats, though they have voted Republican and for Ross Perot in the past. I kind of was agreed to that, but early on I picked up Mein Kampf and made the mistake of getting involved in all that neo-nazi crap. It was only one night when I had a dream about a dictatorship that I was scared into libertarian and rejected my racist views. Of course, my late grandfather was always my mentor in my earliest days, and he was an old Southern Democrat originally from Arkansas, so he had racist views and while he was not like a KKK bigot, they kind of rubbed off. So I guess I had it in me, it was just reading about Hitler that set it off.

 

[FinnMacCool]

My family is kinda like that too. My father was a moderate democrat. My mother was more conservative but she voted the same was as my father anyways (they're divorced now but shes more liberal then she was before). My mothers family are mostly conservatives. They're nice people but they're a bunch of racists and very old fashioned. They still hit their kids and stuff. My Uncle is a police officer I think that made him even worse. My maternal grandpa though isn't even racist anymore, though he used to be. He's still a conservative though. My Dad never liked my moms family I think because he was always the most anti racist person. I think thats one of the reasons why I started to lean towards liberalism because of my moms family. They were always crazy and my Dad never really liked them.