Sunday, November 15, 2009

Graduation

Graduating from a training squadron and joining an operational squadron is a big deal. So you'd think the ceremony celebrating this achievement would be full of dignity, and solemn speeches about sacrifice and duty.

Oh... have we learned nothing about the world of Naval aviation?

NavyGuy's transition to his new squadron went a little like this:

Everyone show up at the Officer's Club on base. Start drinking free beer and eating chicken wings. Wait around an hour for the skipper to show up and get the show on the road. Whistle, hoot, holler, and generally show no decorum as each graduate is called up to receive their obligatory certificate. Duck, when the men from the new squadron rip off the graduates' old patches and whip them around the room.

Squadron Graduation

At this point, each squadron begins its own fraternity hazing initiation welcome game for the new guys (who have each gotten new name patches that politely name them FNG... "freaking new guy."). Some grads are dragged outside to be doused in champagne. Others do a simple shot with their new squadron.

NavyGuy's new family upped the ante.

Squadron Graduation

That's a tasty little number called an "Irish Car Bomb" ...on steroids! NavyGuy and his buddy T each had to down a half-pitcher of Guinness and a tumbler's worth of Baileys.

Squadron Graduation

Yeah. You can probably guess how our night progressed. NavyGuy was drunk by 4:30 (graduation started at 4), and I had to go home to let the puppy out. T and his wife were nice enough to bring NavyGuy home around 6... where he attempted to drink some water and sober up, but mostly just muttered about how cute Tally is and then fell into bed.

And there ended another proud day for NavyGuy :)

2 comments:

Princess of Ales November 16, 2009 at 2:30 PM  

So it seems breweries and the Navy have something in common after all - all BeerMan's newbies are called FNG's, too. =)

historygirlie November 16, 2009 at 4:08 PM  

Thanks for the image of a drunken NavyMan stumbling around your pretty house guzzling water and cooing after the pup before passing out and snoring. It made me giggle to myself all day.

Also, when does NavyMan get his fur collarred flight coat? I seriously SERIOUSLY want a picture of NavyGuy in his jeans, flight jacket with furry collar, and aviator glasses. perhaps on a motorcycle. Put that in your christmas card. :)He needs to EARN the nickname Maverick....just being a darn pilot isn't enough. :)

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