Christmas Lights – Navy Style
From the Fleet…around the world and always on watch.
Wishing you a very Merry Christmas and peace and prosperity in the new year to come.
– Steeljaw Scribe
From the Fleet…around the world and always on watch.
Wishing you a very Merry Christmas and peace and prosperity in the new year to come.
– Steeljaw Scribe
Like the ex-USS Davd R. Ray (DD-971) reported on yesterday, The Horne is also slated to be used as a target for the upcoming RIMPAC ’08 exercise. Fifth ship of the Belknap-class and named for the VCNO during most of WWII, ADM Fredrick J. Horne, she was commissioned 15 April 1967 with then-CAPT Stansfield Turner…
Announced today — story follows. While YHS wishes the name had been reserved for use on another class as part of a return to tradition and convention, one hopes CVN 79 will be Enterprise, America, Intrepid or Coral Sea. (ed. note: The model unveiled at yesterday’s announcement also showed a more, *ahem* complete airwing than…
It started with a letter (the old fashioned kind — pen and paper) that began "You don’t know me but we have a mutual friend…" It grew into a whirlwind relationship with precious time grabbed between squadron dets, workups and deployments and culminated on a humid Virginia Beach evening in August, twenty-five years ago by…
In this age of (near) instantaneous contact via email or, where accessible, the various pieces of social media our deployed Sailors, Marines, Soldiers and Airmen can access, there is still nothing, and I do mean nothing, quite as satisfying as a letter or package that arrives in the mail. The whiff of perfume still tenuously…
Ok – after an intro like that, I’m sure you are scratching your collective heads and wondering what gives? 1. Bacon: As in Jeff Bacon – retired naval officer and cartoonist extraordinaire. He who wields a cartoonist pen like a broad-axe, with no community being spared: Jeff joins Team Navy for this year’s competition and…
I remember, a sky so blue it burned your eyes to look up . . .and smoke that scarred your lungs; I remember shipmates . . . and a piece of notebook paper listing for whom the bell had tolled; We remember that for one brief moment it wasn’t New Yorkers, or Washingtonians, or businessmen…