When I was a boy, every now and then my father would let me wear his sailor's hat. It was a very special keepsake, navy blue, embroidered in gold thread, with the name of the ship he so proudly served, USS Missouri, bodly emblazoned on the front. It was always a special occasion for me to wear that hat. When I wore it, I felt an unusual connection to my father and the men with whom he served during World War I. It was as if whispers of warriors floated inside that hat whipers of important lessons learned through experience in battles past.
"Whispers of Warriors,"
Naval War College Review: Vol. 53
, Article 2.
Available at: https://digital-commons.usnwc.edu/nwc-review/vol53/iss3/2