“I was 20 years old at Pearl Harbor. I was in the Navy about a year and four months before the war.”

After the atomic bombs were dropped, the war ended and we went into Tokyo Bay with the rest of the fleet, the Missouri and the rest of them, while they signed the terms of surrender that ended the war.

All we had aboard the ship that morning was one Annapolis graduate and three reserves.

I’d get a shell, they weighed about 80 pounds I think, but when I was 19 or 20 that was nothing. I’d take a shell and a bag of powder, I’d put it in the hoist and then I would send it up to the gun.

The gunner’s mate came up and started breaking the locks on the ammunition. Everything was locked up for fear that someone might go in there with a cigarette or something.

I was standing on the deck of the USS Blue, a destroyer. We were all alone out there at this buoy, tied up.

Everything was black in the harbor, but there were still some fires burning on the ships.

The US Navy has several people on every ship that can navigate by the stars. They don’t fool with that.

I did not have any money, so when I came to New York, I just dressed myself with whatever I could find and the Army-Navy store.

The Navy’s a very gentlemanly business. You fire at the horizon to sink a ship and then you pull people out of the water and say, ‘Frightfully sorry, old chap.’

I left Scotland when I was 16 because I had no qualifications for anything but the Navy, having left school at 13.

Navy in Lebanon, the guns of U.S. paratroopers in Grenada, and the guns of U.S. helicopters in Honduras and El Salvador.

It’s better to be a pirate than to join the Navy.