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I joined the Navy between my junior and senior year many moons ago in 1984. I served on active duty as a Boiler Technician from 1985 to 1991. I did a tour in Japan on the "First and Finest" USS Knox(FF-1052)in '88 I went to "C" school in San Diego then onto my second ship the "Jolly J" USS Jouett(CG-29). I got out of the Navy in '91 and stayed out for 10 yrs. I joined the Naval Reserve in 2001. Now I am a Utilitiesman First Class Petty Officer in the Seabees. I am attached to Naval Mobile Construction Battalion 22, The Double Deuce. We returned from deployment in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom in April 2006. I enjoy mountainbiking, playing guitar, and working on cars or building something. Growing up in the Ozarks I was always into hunting and fishing although now I don't do as much of it as I'd like.WHAT IS A SEABEE?
Between a Soldier and a Marine there stands an individual called a SEABEE.
SEABEES come in assorted sizes, shapes and weights, but all have the same code: Enjoy every second of every hour of every day, whether at work or at play, and to protest by griping (their MOST treasured privilege) when issued an order.
SEABEES are found everywhere: on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or more likely than not...turning to. Mothers and sweethearts love them. Airdales and Fleet sailors hate them, Company Commanders tolerate them and Chief Petty Officers drive them.
A SEABEE is a composite, he has the appetite of a horse, digestion of a sword swallower, the energy of a mini H-bomb, the curiosity of a big cat, the lungs of a dictator, the imagination of Paul Bunyan, the slyness of a fox, the enthusiasm of a fire cracker and the spirit of a fighting cock. He likes: liberty, leave, holidays, weekends, women, chow, BEER, movies, geedunks, swimming, pin-ups, sleep and comic books.
A SEABEE isn't too thrilled about: Duty nights, watches, taps, reveille, routine discipline, officers, drills, marching or secured heads. Nobody else is so early to rise without actually wanting to get up. No other person gets so much fun out of Liberty or Shore Patrol. No one can have so much fun on so little money or time.
A SEABEE is a magical creature: you can chew him out, but you can't get the work done without him; he is dirty, unpolished, not squared away, often overbearing and sometimes reluctant.
A SEABEE is a person of magical abilities: he can weld, build, drive, repair and fight all at the same time; he can destroy or he can beautify, instantly; he can make something out of nothing; work never tires him, nor does he seem to tire of it!
His motto is "CAN DO", to which he adds "HAS DONE" and "DID", these frequently impossible feats are recognized in the form of a "WELL DONE" by everyone from the Commanding Officer on down.
The average SEABEE is a thick-headed individual of a variety of nationalities. They won't admit to anyone or anywhere, except in the defense of their Battalion that they have the BEST job in the Navy. Without them, the Fleet would have nothing to talk about. Marines would have nothing to gripe about and History would have nothing to write about.
GOD BLESS THE SEABEES
