If they’d let me stump aboard on my peg leg, I’m there!
I had a feeling you were aching to re-up—LOL!
In the old sailing navy days, they’d make you ship’s cook. The nice thing about that job is that it was a standing warrant officer rating, you kept your job even when the ship was taken out of commission and put up in ordinary. Also, no actual cooking was required.
You know what, me too. Best time of my life.
Didn’t always know it then, but, one learns.