Navy Days Vern Nicholson The day I boarded ship, What a mess; about to trip ... In dry-dock, lines to and fro, Redoing all; the moth-balls go. I was first on ship, of 25 or more. The new ship mates, upon the shore. No place to sleep, eat, or shower; No engines running, and no power ... We worked, cleaned, and painted for many days. Each day, to this work; that and Navy ways. One of the best things, I remember, today, Was the church services; preaching Christ, The Way. Life, aboard ship, was good to me. But life, in Christ, is greater you see. © by (Howard) Vern Nicholson   Please Visit Vern Page Creation Pam Gallo Rich Mullins / Here in America