Elizabeth Stanton (AP 69) - Naval Cruise Book

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1. Ship's Office. 3 Sl1pP1YOfHCe . . 5. First Ltfs Office. 2. O E ' Q ' ' ' ur xec. 4. LIZZIBS Flrst MIIIIOH. 6. C 94 hief Engineer's Office

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izzie af MLP Work is something more than toil and drudgery. It is more than an accomplishment through faith, without which work is dead. It may be the final result of many little things we some- times dread but do, and are proud of afterwards. Lizzie at work cannot be defined, it can only be compared. T Take a monastery. There are individuals who man those ushipsf' be they far up and hidden in snow-capped mountains or barren huts on desolate plains away from civilization. The monks, too, have taken their vows, their oath of allegiance. The monastery is their sanc- tuary, their retreat, their home to create by prayer and deeds a world a little better than they found it. So, too, a Navy ship at sea, alone, unescorted, but also in communication with the Architect of the Universe and in tune with the infinite, dutifully bent on a mission. What goes on in either one? Work. Celibacy. Cooperation. Understanding. And more work. Look at the boys as they man their guns and pass ammunition with their eyes on the sky. Or watch the gang below decks with their eyes obediently on gauges and with ears alert for signals from the bridge. Or the strained faces over an operating table. Gr the fatigued, unsung cooks and bakers who sweat it out morning, noon, and night, all carrying out their mission. What do you see . . . contemplation, whether it be a monk poring over his books in his study or the navigators over their charts. Contemplation on unfinished business, on work to be done. Both monks and sailors live close to nature, and both are isolated from civilization. In both their dwelling-places there is strict law and discipline. Every man has a job to do and does it. Both l1ave tradition and ritual. The sailors, is: Salute the quarterdeck. Giving honors to passing men of-war. Greet the dawn at General Quarters. Sweepers, start your brooms, clean sweep-down fore and aft. All hands turn to. Ship's drills. Inspections. It takes work and more work to iight for the right, it makes no difference how or where, in cloistered halls or on rolling decks humbly, earnestly, and with self-sacrifice even unto life itself. For invasions we prepare weeks in advance until we become tense. But after the first shot is fired, we are at ease for the first time. Fear, dread, and uncertainty are over. We are occupied in both mind and body, and there is efficiency . . . made by work. Then there is the uniform. In both monasteries and ships men wear regulation garb, not merely as a cloak to cover nakedness, but to clothe the wearer with honor, respect, and responsibility. lt is an emblem of service not only to the wearer but also to those about him, and identifies the individual as one who is sacrificing his home ties, his civilian liberties, his personal independence in order that we all may continue to live the American way of life. Gne represents government, the other the church. Both represent self-denial. Both are working in different ways to solve problems that confront mankind. 93

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P 7. Lowering Small Boat. 9. Refueling. 10. First Division at Work. 12. Repairing. 8. Receiving Casualties. 11. Welding. 13. Third Division at Work f 'f 95