I retired from the Naval Service yesterday. After 26 years of service, though 23 were separated from the previous three by seven years. Very humbling as I was honored to have family, shipmates and friends in attendance and participating. Several notable facts: my co-retiree and the senior officer in the official party, an Admiral-select – in itself singularly remarkable – were both former enlisted men who had become Chief Petty Officers before Officer selection. Also, this was the first, or most likely first, instance of retirement awards bestowed by the brand-new Commander, TENTH Fleet, and third, the first instance I am aware of a dual, simultaneous flag ceremony. Flawlessly performed.
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Why "notdonner" for my 'nom d 'guerre'? When we decided to add the dog, Comet. to the household, we didn't change his shelter name, but also couldn't remember it. Since it was the Christmas season, I thought of Santa's reindeer: not Dasher, not Dancer, nor Prancer... not Donner, etc. I don't know too many who are not dog-men. I have often eschewed politics in favor of talking about dogs, existentialism and everyday perspective as one of the dog-people. Not that I don't like cats, I do. But cats tolerate you, while dogs enjoy having you around. While a vice-president of the New York Mets (MLB) organization, and an attorney in New York share the same first and last name with me, I have no greater honor than having served my country as a U.S. Navy Senior Chief. View all posts by notdonner