USS TALBOT COUNTY (LST 1153) USS Talbot County (LST 1153),

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Our thanks to former LTJG Everett N. Infinger for providing the plaque shown above.
It is with a great deal of pride that I now display it on a wall in my home.

I Am the American Sailor

Hear my voice, America! Though I speak through the mist of 200 years, My shout for freedom will echo through liberty's halls for many centuries to come. Hear me speak, for my words are of truth and justice, and the rights of man. For those ideals I have spilled my blood upon the world's troubled waters. Listen well, for my time is eternal - yours is but a moment. I am the spirit of heroes past and future.

I am the American Sailor. I was born upon the icy shores at Plymouth, rocked upon the waves of the Atlantic, and nursed in the wilderness of Virginia. I cut my teeth on New England codfish, and I was clothed in southern cotton. I built muscle at the halyards of New Bedford whalers, and I gained my sea legs high atop the mizzen of yankee clipper ships.

Yes, I am the American Sailor, one of the greatest seamen the world has ever known. The sea is my home and my words are tempered by the sound of paddle wheels on the Mississippi and the song of whales off Greenland's barren shore. My eyes have grown dim from the glare of sunshine on blue water, and my heart is full of star-strewn nights under the Southern Cross. My hands are raw from winter storms while sailing down round the Horn, and they are blistered from the heat of cannon broadside while defending our nation. I am the American Sailor, and I have seen the sunset of a thousand distant, lonely lands.

I am the American Sailor. It was I who stood tall beside John Paul Jones as he shouted, "I have not yet begun to fight!" I fought upon the Lake Erie with Perry, and I rode with Stephen Decatur into Tripoli harbor to burn Philadelphia. I met Guerriere aboard Constitution, and I was lashed to the mast with Admiral Farragut at Mobile Bay.

I have heard the clang of Confederate shot against the sides of Monitor.

I have suffered the cold with Peary at the North Pole and I responded when Dewy said, "You may fire when ready Gridley," at Manila Bay.

It was I who transported supplies through submarine infested waters when our soldier's were called "over there." I was there as Admiral Byrd crossed the South Pole. It was I who went down with the Arizona at Pearl Harbor, who supported our troops at Inchon, and patrolled dark deadly waters of the Mekong Delta.

I am the American Sailor and I wear many faces. I am a pilot soaring across God's blue canopy and I am a Seabee atop a dusty bulldozer in the South Pacific. I am a corpsman nursing the wounded in the jungle, and I am a torpedoman in the Nautilus deep beneath the North Pole. I am hard and I am strong. But it was my eyes that filled with tears when my brothers went down with the Thresher, and it was my heart that rejoiced when Commander Shepherd rocketed into orbit above the earth. It was I who languished in a Viet Cong prison camp, and it was I who walked upon the moon. It was I who saved the Stark and the Samuel B. Roberts in the mine infested waters of the Persian Gulf. It was I who pulled my brothers from the smoke filled compartments of the Bonefish and wept when my shipmates died on the Iowa and White Plains. When called again, I was there, on the tip of the spear for Operations Desert Shield and Desert Storm.

I am the American Sailor. I am woman, I am man, I am white, I am black, I am yellow, red and brown. I am Jew, Muslim, Christian, and Buddhist. I am Irish, Filipino, African, French, Chinese, and Indian. And my standard is the outstretched hand of Liberty. Today, I serve around the world; on land, in the air, on and under the sea. I serve proudly, at peace once again, but with the fervent prayer that I need not be called again. Tell your children of me. Tell them of my sacrifice, and how my spirit soars above their country. I have spread the mantle of my nation over the ocean, and I will guard her forever. I am her heritage and yours. I am the American Sailor.

Author Unknown

The "Sailor's Creed"

I am a United States Sailor.

I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States of America and I will obey the orders of those appointed over me. I represent the fighting spirit of the Navy and those who have gone before me to defend freedom and democracy around the world. I proudly serve my country's Navy combat team with Honor, Courage, and Commitment. I am committed to excellence and the fair treatment of all."


These words are descriptive of all Sailors, Seaman Recruit to Admiral. The above creed reflects a refinement recently proposed by a working group, the Recruit Training, Naval Training Requirements Review (NTTR) board and approved by the CNO. The change involved some minor wordsmithing to line three to make the Creed inclusive of all who serve in our great Navy.' Seaman, Petty Officers, Chiefs, and Officers of all ranks. We are all Sailors first and foremost and in addition to being Sailors, we can attain many other proud designations - Boatswain's Mates, Yeoman, Quartermasters, Radioman, Naval Officers, SWOs, Submariners, Aviators, Medical Officers, Nurses, Chaplains and many more - but we are all Sailors.


The most prideful moment in an enlisted Sailors life is when he or she becomes, in addition to a Sailor, a Chief Petty Officer - able to enter the CPO Mess without knocking - and really belonging to the mess.

. ...The Goat Locker .. .

Behind this door is the CPO Mess, better known to Navy personnel as "The Goat Locker". All Non-Chief Petty Officers make sure to remove your cover (hat) and knock before entering. The Chief of the Boat (COB)/Command Master Chief (CMC) is MMCM(SS) Greg Peterman. A must for CPO's, former CPO's and all CPO wannabe's.



Small gold anchor Visit the USS Talbot County (LST 1153) during the years 1945 thru 1950

Small gold anchor. Visit the USS Talbot County (LST 1153) during the years 1950 thru 1959

Small gold anchor. Visit the USS Talbot County (LST 1153) during the years 1960 thru 1973

But first, won't you please join me for a moment in the


to the Flag, and to this great nation.
Whatever it's ill's ......... there's still nothing better!

Navy Hymn

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