It's 1945 and we had just pulled into the Brooklyn navy yard. We shut down our engines took on power and water from the dock. We secured from special sea detail and I went topside for a breath of good New York air.
We were rafted (tied up) with our sister ships and a British frigate. It was early morning and you could hear the bosons pipes blowing all over the yard.
I looked over to the British ship and a boson appeared with a length of rope with a knot in it and began to bang on the hatch above the crews quarters, opened the hatch, yelling, uppy, uppy, uppy, drop your cocks and grab your socks, this ain't no bloomin' tea party, revaly, revaly and moved on to the next hatch.
The US Navy sure looked good that morning.