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				Interesting [short] accounts of an experience 
				you may recall while serving on-board the good old Haynsworth. 
				Your recollection may sound silly or insignificant to you, but 
				to others, you just may bring up an old funny memory, worth a 
				chuckle or two.
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				Here is one example 
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				Do any of you guys recall playing a game on the ships 
				communication headphones while at sea, during the wee hours of a 
				(12 to 4) or (4 to 8) watch? It was kind of a variation of "YOUR 
				HIT PARADE" or "NAME THAT TUNE". To defeat boredom and keep from 
				going to sleep, while standing our four-hour watches wearing 
				those confounded headphones, we would sing or hum a tune and we 
				would keep score on who recognized the most songs.
				Considering that some these guys were from other divisions --- 
				who normally wouldn't see or speak with one another if they 
				passed one another on deck or in the passageway --- but during 
				this couple of hours on watch, guys on the bridge, engine rooms, 
				fire rooms etc. had a bit of fun together. I know for some of 
				you, this type of shenanigans, just never occurred on your 
				watch, but it did on mine in the 1950s. 
				I'm sure that you can come up with some better 
				stories if you would just take a few minutes to type it out and 
				put a smile on someone's face. 
				
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				You've dragged me out of my shell.
				My top memory is of the night when we (on night 
				exercises), collided with Ault (DD698). One of their sailors was 
				killed and both ships vegetated through the night before 
				steaming to Yokosuka for extensive repairs.
				I was on the ladder on the way to my battle 
				station in Combat when the impact hit. When I regained my 
				balance I rushed to Combat's entrance only to find that some of 
				my most intelligent shipmates were on the way to abandon ship 
				stations. Probably they understood better than I what the hell 
				was going on, but I was able to push them back to duty.
				A recent Annapolis graduate was leading them out before I 
				intercepted them. He lost all credibility among the crew 
				subsequently.
				LTjg R. M. Lovell, Jr. 1952-1954
				
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