There’s a smile on his face

As he sits in his chair.

With a tear in his eye,

Towards the sky does he stare.

He will talk of his service

In round about ways,

He’s been sworn to keep secrets

All of his days.

The sites where he served,

Have been closed for a while.

But they’re open in mind

That accounts for his smile.

His shipmates as real

As when he was there,

But their names slowly slip

From his mind to the air.

Whether wearing OD

Or dungaree blue,

They were his shipmates

And to them he is true.

His years as a spook

Were his proudest of all.

His lips they were sealed,

Ears and mind were on call.

“They Served in Silence”

The engraved words do say

The thoughts of these shipmates

Bring the tear on this day

The Naval Spooks - “CT Sand Crabs” website

Hopes ALL AMERICANS take time to remember

Our Veterans on November 11^th