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“The bloody Royal Navy, is it?” he’d said. “Well then, remember this. Whenever ye sit and drink with an Englishman, look under the table for the cloven hoof.”
Words said in jest, perhaps, but always with a dig at the past. It doesn’t have to be like that, the young man thought, and it certainly isn’t like that now.

McGuire’s navy proved to be all he’d imagined. He respected the discipline it demanded; only he and his God knew how little of that he’d previously experienced. It instilled a sense of purpose within him, presenting both goals and opportunities, and the knowledge to achieve them. He now had direction and from his perspective the only direction for him was up. Sean viewed submarine school and the submarine service as an ideal environment. Boats, the submariner’s jargon for submarines, were, in his view, a totally separate branch of the navy. They were special in an exclusive way, and if he focused and excelled in whatever requirements they demanded, the exclusiveness might offer him a better chance for advancement.

A week after finishing school Sean joined HMS Ares, one of the submarines attached to the squadron at Dolphin. He’d been aboard for three work-filled months—work which didn’t include time spent acquainting himself with the vessel. Used for training, the boat had a schedule with short stays in port that left little time for leisure.

This particularly pleasant, warm and sunny Wednesday afternoon, the opportunity for some time off presented itself and Sean chose to take it. While dressing to go ashore, the thought crossed his mind that it would be nice to stop by the pub on his way to the main gate. Why not, he thought. A nice cool pint or two may be just the thing to start the day off. Sean wasn’t a complete stranger to the pub; he’d spent time there with a few classmates during the months he’d attended school and discovered it was a place he enjoyed. Contrary to tradition, the pub had remained nameless since its inception. It relied on location and décor to lure sailors as they set out toward home or their favorite places ashore.

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