Aloha all,
I've been silently reading through a LOT of posts here and I am sort of speechless at the dedication, devotion, and passion that a lot of folks here have for subs. Ok, speechless at some posts... angry at others (bureaucracy NEVER ends well), but nevertheless my reactions has been pretty much "...wow!" at just about everything. Having said that - thank you all for helping me realize that it's not just me that sees the beauty of these boats and the care you have all shown.
A bit about me: I have never been on a sub underway. Ok, there was that one time with the touristy thing off of Waikiki, but I was sure I was going to die the whole time simply because of my suspicion of the integrity of the crew - ("Did they secure that hatch properly?"), the hull ("Tensile strength...of...is this thing made out of a soda can?"), or the navigational abilities of the guy at the helm ("Ok...I know the YO is out here somewhere... but where?"). By the end of the dive, I was pretty much convinced that I would have been considerably happier diving the route and mooning the passengers... but I digress.
I really wish I could share the moment I first set foot on the Bowfin - but the fact of the matter is that the first visit has sort of blended in with the hundreds since. I also hoped that I could share lamentations of the trials and tribulations of a volunteer helping preserve her for future generations, but that wasn't possible due to the OPTEMPO of our unit in between rotations to Afghanistan and Iraq (twice, but I won't get on THAT tangent either, given the current events there...plus, Politician-Induced-Tourette's is hardly the best first impression to make...)
Continuing on about myself: I've been in the Army for a little over 18 years - most of it spent on helicopters doing all sorts of stuff that I am paying for physically, now. I've adopted Edward Ellsberg as my professional hero, I discovered the most wonderful Scotch - Scapa - due to my fascination with Earnest Cox, and recently planned and executed a trip from West-Central GA to Muskegon primarily just for the engine run last month on the Silversides (I never did get to see where the box of Cream O' Wheat got to, though).
I love to write, I tend to wax poetically about the failures of leadership, and I generally have a handy soap box to perch upon. I do, however, listen very well and enjoy exploring the perspectives of others.
One of my realistic short-term goals is to NOT turn down the offer to "start her up" the next time I am in the forward engine room...
A semi-realistic goal is to draft a paper on what the US Navy taught as a foundation to all sub skippers and what set the stellar ones like Morton, O'Kane, and Burlingame apart from the others given this common foundation...
A semi-unrealistic goal is to be a part of the group to find the Tang. Seriously. I have internal organs willing to be donated to be part of that... would even consider an external one or two.
Well, that's me...