Word: decking
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Stole just about everything portable, including fire-hose nozzles. ¶Hacked off metal and plastic name plates identifying equipment. ¶Tried to pry up the metal plaque on the veranda deck marking the spot where the Japs' surrender was signed. ¶Scribbled "compositions" and scratched their initials on newly painted bulkheads. ¶Scarred the hard enamel of the 16-in. guns so badly that the muzzles had to be raised out of reach. ¶Set off the general alarm, which sent the cursing crew dashing to battle stations...
Eleanor Roosevelt, still in mourning, and Mrs. Woodrow Wilson were at the Navy Yard. Standing bareheaded on the Roosevelt's flight deck, while others clutched at their hats in the stiff breeze, Harry Truman hailed his predecessor as the "father of the new American Navy...
...ship. Aboard the destroyer Foote, six-month-old Timothy Sexton came face to face for the first time in his life with his seaman father, home from the Pacific. On a New Orleans dockside R. H. Bryant and his wife stood and looked at the spot on the quarter-deck of the battleship Mississippi where their son Jim had died. They wept and went away...
...hazard in that quarter-deck doctrine was that reactionary thinking in post-World War II might set in, not only among the battleship admirals (who actually were in retreat) but among the airmen. Men like Vice Admiral Marc Mitscher, Deputy Chief of Naval Operations for Air, and even younger aviators like Rear Admiral Arthur Radford might become wedded to the carrier, which had spearheaded the war.* Not to be overlooked by prophets is the fact that after World War I the radicals thought the naval weapon of the future was the submarine. In 1913 amiable, conservative Admiral Richard S. Edwards...
...morning in 1944 he walked with his brisk, wide-apart boxer's step into the big Navy building on Constitution Avenue and sat down in a new office on the second deck. He buzzed for a secretary, dictated letters for an hour, held several conferences, lunched with Ernie King; at 1:25 he left to attend the funeral of Navy Secretary Frank Knox. Since that day, when he unsmilingly took over one of the biggest jobs in Washington, he has occupied the Secretary's office, which his wife endowed with ship's lamps, ship's bells...