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I WAS A SAILOR ONCE

author: Vice Admiral Harold M. Koenig, USN Ret, MD

I WAS A SAILOR ONCE

A sailor could find much in the Navy: comrades-in-arms, pride in self and country, mastery of the seaman's trade.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 calm or the storm-tossed green water surging over the bow. And then there will come again a faint whiff of stack gas, a faint echo of engine and rudder orders, a vision of the bright bunting of signal flags snapping at the yardarm, a refrain of hearty laughter in the wardroom and chief's quarters and mess decks. 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.