It all started with a stupid question.
My husband and I were in the Navy together. We were in boot camp at the same time and didn't realize it. There are so many faces to be seen in boot camp that you can't remember all of them. If I'd started going to the UU service on base sooner, we'd have met then. Fast forward about six months. We end up stationed on the same ship which also happened to be deploying the day before he reported to the ship. I'd been there six weeks.
The following month, they started having a weekly (Saturday) karaoke on the mess decks (where we eat). He was walking around with a camera & I was singing. When I was done with my song (I don't remember if it was "Fire, Water, Burn" from Bloodhound Gang or "Basket Case" from Green Day) I ran over to catch up with him.
I asked him if he was a PH (photographer's mate). He looked down at his camera, looked at me & said, "No, this is just an accessory."
at 1:15 AM on Nov. 25, 2010