United States Merchant Marine Academy - Midships Yearbook (Kings Point, NY)

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. . THE SEVEN SEAS FOR A CAMPUS . . . We Cadet-Midshipmen have been most for- tunate. While pursuing the studies and gaining the experience necessary for our chosen pro- fession. we saw many strange places, and the ways of many peoples, of which we had read and heard. We saw them against the vivid background of a world at war . . . The Persian Gulf, Casablanca, London, Murmansk, the Solomons, and many others, large and snjall. Some ports were blackened by bombs, some the battlegrounds of bitterly-locked armies. Some ports were untouched, seemingly far removed from the violence of war. To these places we came, delivered our cargoes, and sailed on. Places on the map we never knew existed became as familiar as our neighboring cities at home. While this panorama of the world was un- folding. the pages of our sea projects grew thicker and thicker. Until at last properly supplied with the practical background, we came ashore for the final wind-up, the nine months of advanced academic training at the Academy. Now the long haul is completed. With our licenses and commissions, and proud- ly displaying our diplomas, we go forth again. Older and wiser, with more ports to make, more things to learn, more ships to sail and vital cargoes to carry, ready to pit our training against the sea and the enemy who would drive us from it. The seven seas, our campus and proving ground, is now our domain.

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THE SEVEN SEAS FOR A CAMPUS our neighboring cities at home. While this panorama of the world was un- folding. the pages of our sea projects grew thicker and thicker. Until at last properly supplied with the practical background, we came ashore for the final wind-up, the nine months of advanced academic training at the Academy. Now the long haul is completed. With our licenses and commissions, and proud- ly displaying our diplomas, we go forth again. Older and wiser, with more ports to make, more things to learn, more ships to sail and vital cargoes to carry, ready to pit our training against the sea and the enemy who would drive us from it. The seven seas, our campus and ' proving ground, is now our domain. We Cadet-Midshipmen have been most for- tunate. While pursuing the studies and gaining the experience necessary for our chosen pro- fession. we saw many strange places, and the ways of many peoples, of which we had read and heard. We saw them against the vivid background of a world at war . . . The Persian Gulf, Casablanca, London, Murmansk, the Solomons, and many others, large and snjall. Some ports were blackened by bombs, some the battlegrounds of bitterly-locked armies. Some ports were untouched, seemingly far removed from the violence of war. To these places we came, delivered our cargoes, A and sailed on. Places on the map we never knew existed became as familiar as