On these pages will be Stories that Shipmates send,
I cannot be responsible for Historical accuracy.
Shipmates here's your chance to tell your Stories to
When in England at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was
the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of
empire building by George Bush.
He answered by saying that, "Over the years, the United States has
many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom
beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked
return is enough to bury those that did not return."
It became very quiet in the room.
My son, after listening to 16 years of Navy stories, found this web site and
told me to have a look. I served on what was to be the last US crew for
USS Newman K. Perry. I was aboard her from 1977 until they decommissioned
her in 1980. My Rate/Rank when I arrived was STGSA and when I left it was
We were home ported out of Newport Rhode Island, but we spent an entire year
in the Boston Ship yards. There we were in Dry Dock for a while and I have
some interesting pictures of her sitting in this huge dry dock that once
housed the Queen Mary.
I will never forget my time on this ship. I was 19 years old when I first
reported to her. I went many places all up and down the East coast.
we were in a NATO operation off of the coast of Greenland. We were in 60
foot seas, we tore all of the stantions for the lifelines off of the bow,
breaking green water on the bridge windows. We had so much water coming in
the Chiefs quarters that they had to evacuate that part of the boat. But
I don't see any of my shipmates on your web site, but maybe they will
eventually find it as I did. I know it was a different ship with a
mission when you served aboard her, but she was my first ship and an
experience I will never forget. I would be honored to have my name posted
was really great to read those logs, but sad also. I was chief engineer
on the Charles P. Cecil DD-835. I had the watch when Capt. Carter was
to be missing and called the division Commander Commodore Ely to the bridge.
Quite an event.
were in company with NKP the night of the collision and escorted her to
In 1981 I was the skipper of NKP and had the sad duty of decommissioning her.
The plaque for the man killed during the collision was still aboard.
searched for some time and eventually found his aging parents in Mass. and
was able to forward the plaque to them.
What a great ship, I still miss her.
Capt., USN RET.
This is not a story sent in by a shipmate
but I thought you might like it.
"ONCE I WAS A NAVYMAN"
I like the Navy. I like standing on deck on a long voyage with the sea in my
face and ocean winds whipping in from everywhere-the feel of the giant steel
ship beneath me, it's engine driving against the sea.
I like the Navy. I like the clang of steel, the ringing of the bell, the
foghorns and strong laughter of Navy men at work. I like the ships of the
Navy-nervous darting destroyers, sleek cruisers, majestic battle ships and
steady solid carriers.
I like the names of the Navy ships: Midway, Hornet, Enterprise, Sea Wolf,
Iwo Jima, Wasp, Shangri-La, and Constitution-majestic ships of the line.
I like the bounce of Navy music and the tempo of a Navy Band, "Liberty
Whites" and the spice scent of a foreign port. I like shipmates I've
with...the kid from the Iowa cornfield, a pal from New York's eastside, an
Irishman from Boston, the boogie boarders of California, and of course a
drawling friendly Texan.
From all parts of the land they came-farms of the Midwest, small towns of
New England- from the cities, the mountains and the prairies. All
Americans, All are comrades in arms. All are men of the sea.
I like the adventure in my heart when the ship puts out to sea, and I like
the electric thrill of sailing home again, with the waving hands of welcome
from family and friends waiting on shore. The work is hard, the going rough
at times, but there's the companionship of robust Navy laughter, the
devil-may-care philosophy of the sea.
And after a day of hard duty, there is a serenity of the sea at dusk, as
white caps dance on the ocean waves. The sea at night is mysterious. I
the lights of the Navy in darkness-the masthead lights, and red / green
sidelights and stern lights. They cut through the night and look like a
mirror of stars in darkness. There are quiet nights and the quiet of the
mid-watch when the ghosts of all the Sailors of the world stand with you.
And there is the aroma of fresh coffee from the galley.
I like the legends of the Navy and the men who made them. I like the proud
names of Navy Heroes: Halsey, Nimitz, Perry, Farragut and John Paul Jones.
A man can find much in the Navy-comrades in arms, pride in a county. A man
can find himself.
In years to come, when the Sailor is home from the sea, he will still
remember with fondness the ocean spray on his face when the sea is angry.
There will still come a faint aroma of fresh paint in his nostrils, the echo
of hearty laughter of the seafaring men who once were close companions.
Locked on land, he will grow wistful of his Navy days, when the seas
belonged to him and a new port of call was always over the horizon.
Remembering this, he will stand taller and say, "ONCE I WAS A NAVYMAN"
salty Navy Master Chief and a crusty Marine Sergeant Major are at a bar
arguing about who had the tougher career.
"I did 30 years in Recon," the Sgt. Major declared proudly, "and
"Fresh out of boot camp, I hit the beach at Okinawa, clawed my way up the
blood-soaked sand, and eventually took out an entire enemy machine gun nest
with a K-Bar and hand grenade."
"As a sergeant, I fought alongside General Chesty Puller in Korea. We
the enemy back inch by bloody inch all the way up to the Chinese border, and
then humped back our dead and wounded from the Chosin Reservoir under a
continuous barrage of artillery and small arms fire."
"Finally, as an Infantry Company Gunny, I did three back to back combat
in Vietnam. We humped through the mud and razor grass 14 hours a day,
plagued by rain and mosquitoes, ducking under sniper fire all day and mortar
fire at night. In numerous fire fights, we'd fire our weapons until running
out of ammo, then we'd charge the enemy with bayonets!"
Looking straight ahead, the Master Chief takes a deliberately long, slow
drink and says "Yeah, it figures, all shore duty.
During training exercises, the lieutenant who was driving
muddy back road encountered another car stuck in the mud with a
red-faced colonel at the wheel.
"Your jeep stuck, sir?" asked the lieutenant as he pulled alongside.
"Nope," replied the colonel, coming over and handing him the keys,
On some air bases the Air Force is on one side of the field and
civilian aircraft use the other side of the field, with the control
tower in the middle.
One day the tower received a call from an aircraft asking, "What time is
The tower responded, "Who is calling?"
The aircraft replied, "What difference does it make?"
The tower replied "It makes a lot of difference. If it is an
American Airlines flight, it is 3 o'clock. If it is an Air Force
plane, it is 1500 hours. If it is a Navy aircraft, it is 6 bells. If
it is an Army aircraft, the big hand is on the 12 and the little hand
is on the 3. If it is a Marine Corps aircraft, it's Thursday afternoon."
Officer: Soldier, do you have change for a dollar?
Soldier: Sure, buddy.
Officer: That's no way to address an officer! Now let's try it again.
Soldier, do you have change for a dollar?
Soldier: No, SIR!
Q: How do you know if there is a fighter pilot at your party?
A: He'll tell you.
Q: What's the difference between God and fighter pilots?
A: God doesn't think he's a fighter pilot.
Q: What's the difference between a fighter pilot and a jet engine?
A: A jet engine stops whining when the plane shuts down.
Three Marines were walking through the forest when they came upon a
set of tracks.
The first Marine said, "Those are deer tracks."
The second Marine said, "No, those are elk tracks."
The third Marine said "You're both wrong, those are moose tracks."
The Marines were still arguing when the train hit them.
A Navy Chief and an Admiral were sitting in the barbershop. They
were both just getting finished with their shaves - the barbers were
reaching for some after-shave to slap on their faces.
The admiral shouted, "Hey, don't put that stuff on me! My wife will think
I've been in a whorehouse!"
The chief turned to his barber and said, "Go ahead and put it on. My
wife doesn't know what the inside of a whorehouse smells like."
"Well," snarled the tough old sergeant to the bewildered private.
suppose after you get discharged from the Army, you'll just be
waiting for me to die so you can come and spit on my grave."
"Not me, Sarge!" the private replied. "Once I get out of the
> I'm never going to stand in line again!"
U. S. NAVY Answering Machine
"Thank you for calling the United States Navy.
"All of our aircraft carriers, submarines and squadrons are busy right
1) bombing the bejesus out of Afghanistan,
2) bombing the bejesus out of Iraq, or preparing
3) to bomb the bejesus out of North Korea.
"None of our people have seen their homes, families or a Star Wars
movie in the last four fiscal years.
"If you are in crisis and can wait 4-6 months for a "rapid
press 1 for the U.S. Army. Apaches cost extra and cannot actually be
used in combat.
"If you need a few bombs dropped for CNN to make it look like you are
responding to a crisis without really accomplishing anything, press 2
for the United States Air Force. Stealth Aircraft costs extra.
"If you need: combat aircraft anywhere, anytime, friendly bases or not,
in all weather or at night, up to and including enemy or neutral
coastlines; sneaky sub ops; SEAL teams; massive demonstrations of fire
power to scare the natives; or any
2) hostages, or
3) foreign medical students rescued
please stay on the line for the Navy Operations Center.
"If you have a distinctly unpleasant situation and you need people
killed in an up close and personal way, a United States Marine Corps
customer service technician can also assist you and make the "bad men"