John Wayne liked runny eggs — or how I learned humility

I really didn’t progress very far in my Navy career. I started out as a captain, and 36 years later I retired as a captain.

 

When I reported to my first command, the flagship of the U.S. Sixth Fleet in the Mediterranean, I was fresh out of the Navy’s most difficult electronics school, and I was full of myself. In my mind, I was another Guglielmo Marconi, “coast to coast,” too hot to handle and too cold to hold, and the original e-ticket at Disneyland.

 

Imagine my shock when, instead of instantly placing me in charge of the ship’s electronics division, the leadership sent me “mess cooking” instead.

 

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