Browsing: Broadside moments

(USCG) It was 1790, and George Washington was in the second year of his presidency. Congress wrestled over precedent-setting issues such as the location of the new capital city and federal assumption of debts incurred by the states during the war for independence. Almost lost in the history books was another Congressional mandate that would eventually save countless lives in the years to come. Officially, on August 4th, “Congress authorized the Secretary of the Treasury, Alexander Hamilton, to create a maritime service to enforce customs laws (USCG Historian).” It wasn’t until 1915, after merging five different agencies into one, that…

I recently had the honor of attending a Dining Out in Norfolk, and had a wonderful time. If you haven’t been to one, let me tell you – it’s serious business. There are more rules to remember than you can shake a stick at. But don’t let that intimidate you. You should go. Here’s a little guide I put together for you. Follow these easy steps and you can’t go wrong. 1. Everyone dresses up in formal attire. Nobody ever dares to deviate from the dress code. Except one time, the entire Air Department wore kilts, causing the rest of…

(GSA) Sure, I should have checked in earlier. If I had, I’d be one of the A Groupers – the ones who get to board first – the chosen ones. They’re the ones who wait until 24 hours minus one second prior to departure, then jump online to check in for the flight. Well, EXCUSE ME for sleeping in; I was flying to Norfolk for my Master Chief’s retirement, and I needed my beauty sleep. By the time I printed out the boarding pass I had been relegated to the B Group. As I neared the gate, there they were,…

(Davis Custom Golf) The small squad crept silently through the trees, their eyes searching the ground. Occasionally they looked around to assure themselves that the others were still there. Only their leader walked in the open, seemingly unconcerned about the dangers surrounding them. We were golfing with the boss, and he was pretty good. As the game wore on, we wore down. “Fighting through fatigue is all part of the sport,” our boss told us. Easy for him to say – we had been putting in two miles to each one of his. The battle raged on. With rebel yells…

The bridge was tense, and getting tenser. The stress was so thick you could scoop it out with a spoon. This was a capital ship in restricted waters, and things weren’t right. To make matters worse, the CO was a “screamer.” In restricted waters, carriers use two teams for navigation – the Navigator’s team on the bridge, and the Tactical Operations Plot, or TOP, in a nearby room. One conducts visual navigation; one uses radar – kind of a check-and-balance thing. Both report to the Captain and give maneuvering recommendations. It’s great when they all agree on where the ship…

(Military Analysis Network) “You tried to kill me.” Of course it’s not true, but that what he has claimed for decades. This fellow (we’ll call him “Rob”) is a helo pilot. It all started on a dark and stormy afternoon, and the Indian Ocean was angry. On the last flight of the day, “Rob” was sitting in the helo, chained to the deck, and I was on the bridge. As we turned to head into the seas, a monster (think “Perfect Storm”) wave hit us, stopping our turn. Then, another monster wave (think “Poseidon”) hit us broadside. We took a…

It was a new moon. A soft breeze floated through the room, bringing with it the sweet, fresh aroma of the Pacific. It should have been perfect – but deep within me, the beast stirred. Not now! Not in this place! With horror, I could feel the beginning of the transformation – first in my fingers and toes, then working its way inward. The disease’s journey always ended the same – eventually it would take over my entire body and I would lose control. Helplessly, I looked at my wife. She didn’t have to say anything, because her eyes betrayed…

Advanced technology. Satellite communications. Detailed technical manuals. Onboard computers. And this was a truck. A new, powerful, deisel pickup, to be exact, with two Navy veterans in the cab. All the modern world had to offer was at our fingertips. Our temperature was getting monitored. Our position was getting monitored. Our gages were getting monitored. And our gas tank was getting…empty! Before the tank went completely dry we found an exit and stopped outside a little town called Hammett. Then everything went quiet. We were about to flip for who walked the mile into town when Earl drove by. Earl…

Somewhere in Tennessee, powerful men behind locked doors are messing with our minds. The Naval Personnel Command will deny the existence of any such organization, but I’m sure it’s there. Its one-and-only job, sanctioned at the highest levels of government, is to crush your ego. It was probably created years ago, about the time they were starting up the CIA after WWII, with an innocuous statement like, “Let’s not let the military guys get too full of themselves”, and before you know it, a super-secret team was created. And I have proof! Well, not proof, per se, but evidence. And…

[youtube]CnhcMXoftp4[/youtube] It was bravery in its rawest form. 63 years ago allied forces began the invasion of Europe at the beaches of Normandy. It was the beginning of the end of Hitler’s lust for domination. Facing them were millions of mines, heavy artillery in fortified bunkers, machine guns, mortars, and thousands of soldiers – the Atlantic Wall. Germany, under the leadership of Field Marshal Rommel, had been preparing for the moment for years, and had invested in the philosophy of annihilation at the beach. Rommel’s goal: to drive them back into the sea. The pre-invasion bombardment was largely ineffective. The…

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