Portrait of a Sailor

Portrait of a Sailor

Portrait of a Sailor

Portrait of a Sailor

(Author Unknown)

After the security of childhood, and the insecurity of a second childhood, we find a Joe called a sailor. Sailors come in assorted sizes, weights, and shapes. Sailors are found everywhere, on ships, in their bunks, in bars, on leave, in love, and in debt.

Girls love them, mothers tolerate them, and the United States supports them. A sailor is laziness with a deck of cards, bravery with a grin, and a protector with a copy of playboy.

A sailor is a composite: He has the energy of a turtle, the slyness of a fox, the brains of an idiot, the sea stories of an old salt, the aspirations of a casanova, and when he wants something, it's usually liberty. He likes women, girls, females, or in general, the opposite sex.

He dislikes answering letters, wearing his uniform, superior officers, Navy chow, and jarheads (Marines).

Nobody can write so seldom and think of you so often, nobody gets so much fun from letters (and bills), civilian clothes and "home".

Nobody can put in one tiny pockett --- a little black book, a dozen letters from home, a pack of weeds, a lighter, a picture of his girl, a comb, and a deck of cards.

A sailor is a magical creature, you can lock him out of your home but not out of your heart. You can get him off your mailing list but not out of your mind. So you may as well give up; He's your long distance love, your one and only bright-eyed bundle of worry, but all your shattered dreams seem so insignificant when he comes home with the magical words..."Hi Honey!"... "Hi Mom!".. or whatever you happen to be to him, so please love him.....

Please Lady!!

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