From my first time out at sea on the Kitty Hawk and breathing fresh salt air from the sea, I was in love with it. There's something magical about being at sea and looking in every direction and seeing nothing but the sea in every direction.
On my first cruise, the ship sailed into Pearl Harbor. I was part of the crew manning the rail (manning the rail means sailors in dress uniform all around the deck 3 feet apart). I was lucky to have been on the side where the USS Arizona monument was. She was blown up on the surprise attack on Pearl Harbor on December 7th, 1941. Standing there and looking down at the monument was a heart wrenching few moments as we passed by.
Another time we were in the south China sea. I was on deck just looking around when I saw the sea filled with sea snakes. They are highly poisonous. Pilots who have been shot down and parachute into where there are sea snakes never survive it.
Other times on our way out of San Diego bay I could see dolphins escorting the ship as we left for the far east.
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