My son Carnell is in Div 37 and PIR is Dec 13 does anyone have someone in that div
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My son Zachary will graduate next week from AZ school in Mississippi. He earned top honors in his class and will be stationed in Hawaii. His family is extremely proud of him.
My Son (Glenn) is in Ship 14/Division 020. Any other Dads out there?
If you are planning to go on a Tiger Cruise with your Sailor and you are flying in to meet the ship, buy flight insurance. This is absolutely a requirement when they are returning from deployment.
Written 11 Sep, 2013
One of my poor attempts at poetry. Remember and do not be complacent.
The day starts in whites
The day starts in whites
Articles remember victims torn
Survivors shown and played in bites
Unbidden, memories roam
Twelve years ago …
A bright blue September day
A time made for scheduled underway...
My wife upon her route had gone
Me to work with ball cap on
A sack of laundry at my side
Little things to soothe the ride
I park and hike unto the pier
My ship’s berth,
four at the rear
At the head a 1MC calls,
“Now onboard the Rentz”
Someone is briefing current events.
I look and find EW2.
We stop and discuss what’s new
A plane had been flown into the Trade Center he said.
Another to the Pentagon had flown.
Chaos and havoc had been sown.
A call I made to my father
An update to obtain
I was abreast as he
No further information to be gained.
At the side, then across the brow
To my berthing I went now,
Upon my rack the laundry laid
Till 1930, there it stayed.
For Radio was next upon my list
Work to be done…
Gateguard screamed
Gateguard screamed
I came through the door.
Flash traffic coming along with more
From OPS, to CMC, to XO, to CO
We routed traffic on foot
throughout the get go.
Minimize, scream, to wardroom floor.
The traffic flowed and ne’er did cease
Radio didn’t have a moment of peace
“Now set the special sea and anchor detail,” was called.
This underway would not be stalled.
A minor pause while we cleared the harbor
A Task Group to join and start our labor.
The Lincoln, a plane guard was sorely needed.
For the ship was tasking heeded.
Overland where home was farmed
Fighters flew while terribly armed.
The fleet to the sea speedily flew
Lest surprise catch them and take the crew.
When at last the day slowed down.
When at last the day slowed down.
We all had run,
With hands and feet oh so sore.
We were able to complete our chore.
The next day drills at sea
Just as they were slated to be.
Ten days we at last returned.
More than three days,
We had burned.
Home to our families we’d go.
The world changed.
A fact we’d all know.
Twelve years passed,
Twelve years passed,
And here I sit.
Still serving
And doing my bit.
My son has joined the ranks thus far
He has been a rising star.
A time to reflect
A time to remember
