The day we went into commission or the Farragut "Boots" that came aboard.
The day we tried 'er out - or the days in Bremerton before we shoved off.
The night we went out of the Sound and how sick we got.
The day we arrived in Dago - hopeful, expectant and dumb.
The days of our shakedown cruise with it G.Q.s, night firing and all.
The time off Dago we went to G.Q. for a sub - good fishing them days.
How we got hit by a fish - and the tales we told.
The trip we almost took to Pearl - and the liberties we'd have.
The trip back to Seattle - and the big things we would do.
The ships dance - every one with a bag and a case of brew.
Thanksgiving Day in 1943 - what a tired, homesick crew.
The day we arrived in Pearl - just to begin a new cruise.
The time we spent there - not wearin' our blues.
The day we started out - all scuttlebutt was news.
The days at Kwajalein - when we dropped the hook and fired.
The natives at Majuro - and we got treated at sick bay for strained eyes.
Then at Eniwetok - the island that didn't have any guns on it.
The cruise across the line - the Shellbacks got the peppered gravy.
The place called Espirito Santo - pretty but definitely no liberty.
The trip with a tanker - nobody knew where in hell we was goin.
The place we called home - definitely not home on the range.
The night hunting barges - the woods were full of them.
The time hunting a sub - and the oil slick for ten miles.
The trip to Kapingamorangi - and the island that was on course 340 dg, speed 15.
The firing practice on an island - no one said it wasn't friendly.
Little Joe - the gentlemen with many buzzes.
The hot nights at Purvis - and all hands slept topside.
The trip to Eniwetok - the hopes of civilization.
The nights and days with the convoy - and all for naught.
The trip with the wagons - at least a chance to show what we could do.
The 30 days at Guam - we showed what we could do.
The Jap water tank - Them was close.
The time the holiday was over - and everyone turned, too
The time we separated the men from the boys - and everyone was a boy.
The time we crossed the line again - our turn to show the Pollywogs how.
The initiation - somehow the men got lost.
The tavern in Espirito - Duffy's I think it was called.
The time we had taking Palau - some island in the Pacific, I think.
The time we anchored in Ulithi - no one knew what it meant then.
The trip to a new place - well anyway in the Admiralty Group.
The next trip we made - back home to Ulithi.
The beer (recreation) parties on the island - Mog Mog I think.
The day we missed breakfast - and dinner, too, the 25h of October to you and me.
Those dyed splotches in the water - you prayed too.
The trip thru the typhoon - .
The cruise in the China Sea - an operation every 30 days.
The time we said hello to Tokyo - and damn near froze.
The time we took Iwo - and we held A.A. practice.
The day and night with bogies - "I've waited so, no bogie today".
The night we had a surface target - and rammed same.
More beer on Mog Mog - and the nurses came.
The day of 29 April - you'll never, never forget.
Yep, we had a ticket - we took a cruise - we didn't know the ticket said Tokyo - but there are some things you can never forget.