Originally Posted by
Nazgul
One of our duties was to operate the brig on the carrier. We had panic buttons at all our guard stations. One night it goes off for the brig and we respond. Found the Marine CO, all 5' 8" of him, who is the Brig Warden standing toe to toe with one of the biggest sailors I had ever seen. The sailor was wearing civies, unusual because we were at least 3,000 miles and 90 days from any shore leave.
He refused to put on a uniform and obey any commands. We never hurt anyone, it was against policy, could force them to obey a lawful command. Took 5 of us to get him in uniform and shut up. I was the one sitting on his chest holding his nose while they gagged him. Put him in an isolation cell on a mattress. They cannot be left unattended while restrained and I drew the first watch.
After it got quiet he started to cry, the CO had us release the restraints. He was just having girl problems.
Fast forward a month. Now even a carrier is not that big when there are 5,000 people on board. I am waiting in line for chow, there is some greasy water in a pan they are serving something unrecognizable from. A huge arm reaches out from the galley and pulls me in, it is the aforementioned prisoner. I assumed a fighting stance with my tray figuring it was on!!
He said "SGT Don you don't want any of that. Here!!". He gave me a huge steak from the Chiefs mess! Guess he didn't have any hard feelings.
Don