12. Sunny Day, Dark Knight

“Hey Droughton, we saw you on your motorcycle Saturday heading out of Waikiki.” I was passing through the Mess Deck on my way to the Engine Room when some coners sitting at a table there stopped me. “Yeah, I was in Waikiki Saturday afternoon on the bike… so it could have been me.” “With that… Continue reading 12. Sunny Day, Dark Knight

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11. Knowledge and Power

“Droughton, front and center. Everyone else, dismissed.” “Crap,” I thought to myself, “What did I do this time?” It was best just to be honest with Queen La Chiefa because he knew everything. Oh yeah, he knew everything about the ship, plus he saw and heard everything going on inside of it too. He could… Continue reading 11. Knowledge and Power

10. Wai Momi (part two)

I’m a loner. I ride alone. I drink alone. I sleep alone. (Maybe that last one wasn’t all that great.) But the point is, as a loner, I had limitless possibilities. Like I’ve been saying, it felt like the world was my oyster. Yet I’m not sure if I was a perfect loner. I seemed… Continue reading 10. Wai Momi (part two)

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9. Wai Momi (part one)

The world is my oyster! So many possibilities! Life is good! That’s what I thought when pulling back into port. My world with all these possibilities was pretty small, but that was fine with me. Once free, I really only thought about whatever the possibilities were for the three most important aspects of life: Where… Continue reading 9. Wai Momi (part one)

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8. TMI

Who controls reactor power? I was standing in front of Queen La Chiefa for my Engine Room Lower Level qualification interview when he asked me that question. This was before pulling into port during the last underway, and this was big time for me. I was being grilled for my first “steaming watch,” meaning the… Continue reading 8. TMI

7. Long, Hard, and Full of Seamen

“DIVE! DIVE!” <AROOOOOT, AROOOOOT> “DIVE! DIVE!” The Chief of the Watch made those announcements over the 1MC ship-wide announcing circuit under orders passed from the Captain, to the Officer of the Deck, to the Diving Officer, and then finally to him. That COW-boy also sounded the modern digitized dive alarm. The 688 class did not… Continue reading 7. Long, Hard, and Full of Seamen

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5. Two Fists in the Wind

“Riding a motorcycle is the most fun you can have with your clothes on!” I’ve long since forgotten who had first imparted such wisdom to me, but I was about to put this statement to the test. You see, I was impatiently waiting at the last traffic light on the Kalanianaole Highway before biker bliss.… Continue reading 5. Two Fists in the Wind

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4. Dubious Flirtation

The USS San Francisco was just hours away from getting underway. It was time for us to bring her to life. I was standing an Under Instruction watch in Engine Room Lower Level with Jay-Jay during the startup. We were just a couple of dudes in the Engine Room when—wait. Sorry. Forgot. There are no… Continue reading 4. Dubious Flirtation