Seeing the men of Strong, both the DD 467 and 758 on this ship was seeing back in time. They moved comfortably about the ship, reminiscing along the way about their time spent on the sea and their own adventures and misadventures. I even got to shake the hand of a man who survived the Bataan Death March who was selling a book about his ordeal. We lunched in the Wardroom, and held a memorial service there. After, a wreath was floated in the bay by the only member of the 467 who is able to make it to the reunions, and the daughter of the captain of the 467, Anne. I have to say it was emotional seeing them together, for them as well.
I've posted a couple of photos below for your enjoyment. Being here takes more out of me than I realized it would. But I wouldn't miss it for the world!