Word: wardrooms
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...remember how he was stripped to the waist in the first instance, sweat pouring off him, and swearing heartily at the vagaries of putting ten shells where only nine should go. In the second instance, he returned the shoes and socks in good shape. He was a congenial wardroom companion as well, and kept us well entertained with stories of the fabulous man, his father. I well remember his devouring curiosity for all things naval, and was pleased to have him come to me with questions, although he was rightly a few months senior to me. After he left...
...were at sea, searching for subs. We had experienced fair luck for some days. Shortly after sunset last night, word came down to wardroom over bridge voice tube that contact had been made. We took station for depth-charge attack. . . . The sub was close aboard, less than 200 yards distant, on our starboard hand. The contact indicated a well-developed one, of the Nipponese variety (very popular with our ships). . . . The sub was sluggish in her movements-she maneuvered slowly, endeavoring to stay within our turning circle, and cross our wake. After a bit of maneuvering, we made our turn...
Back in the wardroom, we felt like a quiet celebration. It was our first sub of the day, and our first big one in some days. . . . Someone suggested a bridge game. We started it-our first in nearly three months. My partner, a young ensign from Chicago, maneuvered expertly until the bid was seven spades, doubled and redoubled. He laid down his hand-13 spades...
...hats. Last week Vermonters in the State capital, Montpelier, thought they were hearing just that kind of phony talk. The U.S. Navy, having named a light cruiser after the city, rather expected that (according to longstanding Navy custom) Montpelier would buy a silver service for the ship's wardroom. That little gesture would set back the 8,000 Yankee citizens of Montpelier...
With these doubts in mind, some of the observers, while there was still 15 minutes to go, high-tailed it for the wardroom and coffee. The rest waited. Upwind from the loudspeaker came ripped fragments of speech: "five minutes"-"one minute." Everybody stood up, tamped the cotton tighter in his ears, cupped his hands over them in the bargain, spread his feet wide apart...