US Navy Officer Candidate School - Sea Chest Yearbook (Newport, RI)

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rw m Standing: J. S. Browning, GMC, LT L. G. Stafford, Jr., LT H. R. Outten, Jr. LT P. E. Shepack: LT C. B. Huggins, LT P. lngrahamp LT T. B. Thompson E. Halley, GMI Seated: W. G. Persons, GMC: LT D. L. Hadawoy: LT H. E. Stewart, LT C. E Day: R. Wendt, GMC I During World War II, most of the present class ol Officer Candidates were at just about t-he age lfl2-155 when they would thrill to the war pictures llashed on the screens of their local theaters on Saturday afternoons. Their bodies would throb with excitement as they gazed upon the tremendous geysers of water and earth erupted heavenward by the explosions of tor- pedoes, bombs and artillery shells. It was all so miagnihcent but it was just the spectacle that attracted: no thought was ever given to the destruction and lethal power unleashed by each of the bursts portrayed so glamorously on the cinema screen. Standing. J. Mazurkiewcz, FCC: LTJG J. R. Virts, LT J. A. Baxter: LTJG D. P Dick: LT M. R. Nickerson, LTJG J. M. Kline: H. L. Williams, FTC: LT E. E Bothfeld: LT J. L. Sperandio Seated: W. P. Beal, FTC, LT H. E. Toponce, LCDR R. C. Noyes: LT V. B. Otten, W. N. Little, FTC mmm

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LCDR ARTHUR H. WALDO, JR. No doubt the more conscientious O. C. will clutch his H. C. Enterprises' Rules of the Road cards fondly in his left hand as he salutes the Officer of the Deck for the first time. Witli his confidence thus bolstered, he may rest assured that his career aboard ship will be a meritorious one, for does not white over red mean pilot ahead? Those submarines might prove elusive though, as one could hardly be expected to dis- tinguish side lights 100 feet under WZltCI'. But, so long as we mind our blocks and tackles, and keep a stiff double luff, we may ourselves be one day classihed ancient mariners and amaze our grandchildren with our salty tales and sea lore. .-1. tp PPB I

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fi 'K LCDR RICHARD C. NOYES Here at Newport, the same bright flashes of explosion were placed in front of the same eyes. But it seemed as if much of the glamour had disappeared and on leaving the darkened rooms, these eyes were no longer wide with awe, but they seemed to be blinking ever so slightly. Per- haps the eyes were growing older and the flashes were too bright for them or perhaps the minds behind those eyes were now more mature. Yes, we were men now, not boys any longer, and we had some idea of what explosion meant in terms of destruction, death and heartbreak. In considering the problems of controlling these messengers of death we all secretly hoped that we would never be the man in the glass house throwing stones. Our children should not have to learn the art of war as we did. l ,M i 4 'Tice' .f'n'::'T uf , , : . .'f' L? ! W A . ' K' 'hit . -Vit '51 'C , A fr., -,Mt ,-3 ni ' -fu . xl: .., l ,...... 31 IPB