I remember telling you that occasionally I'd share a treasure from my shelves, and it's definitely time to do it again. Today, it's my grandfather's copy of The Bluejackets Manual that he was given upon entering basic training at the Great Lakes Naval Training Station. There's even a website devoted to these "bibles" for Navy personnel.
One of the first things I did when I brought this book home to Phoenix was to lie it spine down on a table and let go... wondering where the book would fall open. Now I'll show you some of the pages that must have concerned my grandfather the most.
|It doesn't look like much, just sitting there on my desk, does it?|
|My grandfather's handwriting inside the cover.|
|As you can see, it's the 1943 edition.|
|My grandfather wanted to know when to salute fast.|
|He also wanted to know how to pass inspection for his hammock and other gear.|
|This is the page the book fell open to first. I imagine that it would be important to be able to read signal flags.|
|From how the book responded, my grandfather also needed to know about these tools.|
|A tip-in inside the back cover. Rather ironic that a mask is also our best friend in 2020, eh?|