Ahoy Maties

I’m reading a book called The Circle by David Poyer. Mother-in-law brought it back for me from a recent trip to the used bookstore. It is about a freshly Annapolis minted Ensign on his first cruise aboard an aging WWII destroyer. Fairly interesting so far, but it is obviously written by someone who was in the Navy. The book takes place about 5 years before I was in Uncle Sam’s Yatch Club, so the language and especially the slang terms are taking me back 20 years to when I was in. This is the most realistic book about the Navy I’ve read since Stephen Coonts’ Flight of the Intruder. Excuse me, but flight ops are over so the smoking lamp is lit, I’m going to head back to the fantail to burn one and watch the line of trash bags stretch to the horizon.