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If the US Navy was made up of saints, if rampant infidelity was not the military’s scourge, if homosexuality, fraternization, and other unmentionable acts did not transpire within the Navy’s sacred code of honor, this memoir would be two pages in length.
Officers were not priests and if they were, in this rendition, even the priest broke his vows.
No one character in, Sailor boy is a hero-elitist, not even Gen. Mac Arthur!
Man are men and women become women.
Battles are fought within, as well as on the front lines!
Jim, the Navy’s Sailor boy, has given us a glimpse into the past!
Downing his first whiskey at a Speakeasy run by Al Capone, the day after the Saint Valentine’s Day Massacre, searching for Amelia Earhart, escorting FDR, greeting US ally Mussi Mussolini and much more!
Finished, this memoir reminds the reader of a twentieth century Impressionists painting, a fleeting glimpse of history in the making!
Officers were not priests and if they were, in this rendition, even the priest broke his vows.
No one character in, Sailor boy is a hero-elitist, not even Gen. Mac Arthur!
Man are men and women become women.
Battles are fought within, as well as on the front lines!
Jim, the Navy’s Sailor boy, has given us a glimpse into the past!
Downing his first whiskey at a Speakeasy run by Al Capone, the day after the Saint Valentine’s Day Massacre, searching for Amelia Earhart, escorting FDR, greeting US ally Mussi Mussolini and much more!
Finished, this memoir reminds the reader of a twentieth century Impressionists painting, a fleeting glimpse of history in the making!