I am reading stories about the trying life of the sailors on some aircraft carrier somewhere in the Indian Ocean and some of stories seem to take umbrage with the fact that sailors have been forced to go to sea. I know, I know, it isn't the kind of thing you expect when you join the navy and sign up for all those aviation bonuses and go to all the schools to learn aircraft maintenance and all that icky nuclear propulsion stuff but it turns out that going to sea is actually what professional mariners do.
I keep wanting to contrast these storeis with my own experiences going to sea in my 26 years in the Navy but I somehow managed to do the whole thing without ever once so much as stepping aboard a commissioned USN aircraft carrier. Heck, the only time I even saw them underway was the USS Carl Vinson one time appearing out of the gloom in the VACAPES while we were inbound to Norfolk on the USS Connole and next and final time was seeing USS America astern of the USS LaSalle while leading the Indian Ocean Battle Group through the Red Sea after we'd finished MCM operations in 1984. I actually turn out to have no experience with aircraft carriers.
That said, 40 years ago we had dozens of carriers and scores of supply ships that could replenish them daily with fuel, bombs, ammo and food of every kind including fresh fruit and vegetables (FFV). Here's the thing though, back when I was playing, the FFV was coming out of ports near to the Indian Ocean and likely came from the Mediterranean, Subic Bay, Singapore and perhaps transhipped out of Khor Fakkan and Fujairah. I'm not sure how viable any of those routes are these days. I cannot dismiss the food shortage notion entirely but I would suggest it is mostly a diminished supply of FFV as opposed to an actual shortage of food.
The killers were actually the Dear John issues when sailors received notice that things had completely fallen apart back at home. I only lost a handful of sailors over the years to the complete collapse on the domestic front and didn't regret for an instant putting them on the very next flight home. These weren't petty issues or politics, this was the next door neighbor using the Red Cross to send a telegram telling a guy that his wife had apparently just tossed all his stuff out of the house and that his little kids were being looked after by the neighbors since his wife hadn't been seen for days.
A couple of months at Cairo West working in the Joint Operations Center for what amounted to 3rd Army and a brigade of the 24th ID was illuminating. I had no idea how many domestic partners of deployed soldiers and airmen did that sort of thing on a seemingly routine basis or were raped and murdered in and around Tampa and Fort Stewart in the space of 2 months. I'll tell you, it was a shocking number. With 5000 sailors on the aircraft carrier the numbers probably look even worse.
I had one CO who asked if we could spare our only gunner's mate just before Praying Mantis when his life back home fell completely apart. The CO was the same one who tracked me down to tell me that he had just run into the Petty Officer he had reduced in rank from E-6 to E-5 at MAST and who he found carrying a shotgun just a few minutes later. He was still shaking and told me he didn't want either of those two sailors given duties aboard ship where they would be carrying a weapon for the rest of his time onboard. I hardly miss being the senior watch officer at all.



