The equipment is torn down and stowed for departure tomorrow morning.
Last goodbyes are going down in the lounge.
There is much to say about tonight's banquet. And I will say it. I plan to provide a wrap-up report when I get home. More pictures. More sea stories.
But not now. It's late and tomorrow comes soon.
Now, taps. Taps.
All lights out.
Maintain silence about the decks.
Now, taps.
Frank Mullen's very unofficial source of poop, skinny and bitching for present and former U.S. Navy Musicians.
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