16 years with FedEx Express in Memphis, Tennessee.
Post-FedEx Retirement Era
Retired..Need I say more?
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted nife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
By John Masefield (1878-1967). Holy Bible They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters; These see the works of the LORD, and his wonders in the deep. For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof. They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wits' end. Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.. Psalms, 107:23-30, KJV.
High Flight. John Gillespie Magee, Jr.
Pilot Officer, Killed 11 December 1941. Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God..
And any man who may be asked in this century
what he did to make his life worthwhile,
I think I can respond with a good deal of pride and satisfaction,
"I served in the United States Navy."
President John F. Kennedy
U.S. Naval Academy 01 August 1963
"An aircraft carrier is a noble thing. It lacks almost everything that seems to denote nobility, yet deep nobility is there. A carrier has no poise. It has no grace. It is top-heavy and lop-sided. It has the lines of a cow. It doesn't cut through the water like a cruiser, knifing romantically along, it just plows. Yet a carrier is a ferocious thing, and out of its heritage of action has grown its nobility. I believe that every Navy in the world has as its No. 1 priority, the destruction of enemy carriers. That's a precarious honor, but it's a proud one."
Ernie Pyle, War Correspondent, Excerpt from Last Chapter, 1945
Official Navy Biography
Master Chief Avionics Technician
Air Warfare/Naval Aircrewman
Harold Wesley Waller Master Chief Petty Officer Waller is a native of Tyler, Texas and enlisted in the Navy in September, 1976 in Waipahu, Hawaii. He entered active duty on March 1, 1977 in Dallas, Texas and attended Boot Camp at RTC San Diego, California. MCPO Waller graduated from Avionics Class A and Advanced First Term Avionics courses in June, 1978 at NATTC Memphis, Tennessee.
Master Chief Waller has been a Contract Training Specialist with PERS-6 (NPMC/MWR) since September, 1996 and in the Curriculum and Instructional Standards Department of Naval Air Maintenance Training Group Headquarters, Naval Support Activity Memphis since April 22, 1994. His previous assignments include tours with USS ABRAHAM LINCOLN (CVN 72), ATTACK SQUADRON NINE FIVE, NAVAL AIR MAINTENANCE TRAINING GROUP DETACHMENT 1079, AND FLEET AIR RECONNAISSANCE SQUADRON FOUR.
While attached to VQ-4 at NAS Patuxent River, Maryland, Master Chief Waller accumulated over 3,100 flight hours in the EC-130 TACAMO aircraft as a First Flight Technician and Airborne Communications Supervisor. Upon graduating from Avionics Intermediate Class C7 school at NATTC Memphis in 1984, he returned to NAS Patuxent River, helping to establish the new NAMTRAGRUDET for EC-130 Special Mission Systems. As the In-Flight Technician course supervisor and the detachment Assistant CPOIC, Master Chief Waller helped coordinate the transitional training for the U. S. Navy?s new, E-6A TACAMO aircraft and served with the French Air Force in Bordeaux, France flying in the C-160H ASTARTE aircraft.
Before reporting to VA-95 in March, 1989, Master Chief Waller attended the U. S. Army Sergeants Major Academy at Ft. Bliss, in El Paso, Texas, graduating with Class 32 in January, 1989. He deployed onboard USS ENTERPRISE (CVN 65) for her 1989-90 World cruise. As acting Command Master Chief, he helped ready VA-95 for its initial deployment onboard USS ABRAHAM LINCOLN for her South American homeport transit. Master Chief Waller joined the ship?s company onboard LINCOLN, deploying to the Western Pacific and Arabian Gulf from June to November 1991, participating in Operation Fiery Vigil in the Phillippines during the Mt. Pinatubo eruption and again deploying to the Western Pacific, Arabian Gulf, and Somalia from June to November, 1993.
Receiving a Bachelor of Science degree in 1985 from the University of the State of New York, Master Chief Waller attended the University of Maryland, University College Graduate School in College Park, Maryland enrolled in the Master of Science in Technology Management program. He continued graduate studies at Webster University in El Paso, Texas.
Master Chief Waller's decorations and awards include the Navy Commendation Medal, Navy Achievement Medal, Joint Meritorious Unit Commendation, Meritorious Unit Citation, Navy Battle 'E', Good Conduct Medal, National Defense Service Medal, Armed Forces Expeditionary Medal, Southwest Asia Service Medal, Overseas Service and Sea Service Deployment Ribbons, and the Kuwait Liberation Medal (Kuwait).
Master Chief Waller is married to the former Lisa Renee' Carey of Memphis, Tennessee. Lisa Renee' and their daughter, Amanda Leanne reside in Memphis, Tennessee.
I Like the Navy; Reflections of a Blackshoe
by Vice Admiral Harold Koenig, USN (Ret)
I like the Navy.
I like standing on the bridge wing at sunrise with salt spray in my
Face and clean ocean winds whipping in from the four quarters of the globe -
the ship beneath me feeling like a living thing as her engines drive her
through the sea.
I like the sounds of the Navy - the piercing trill of the
boatswainspipe, the syncopated clangor of the ship's bell on the
quarterdeck, the harsh squawk of the 1MC and the strong language and
laughter of sailors at work.
I like the vessels of the Navy - nervous darting destroyers, plodding
fleet auxiliaries, sleek submarines and steady solid carriers. I like
the proud sonorous names of Navy capital ships: Midway, Lexington,
Saratoga, Coral Sea - memorials of great battles won. I like the lean
angular names of Navy 'tin-cans': Barney, Dahlgren, Mullinix, McCloy -
mementos of heroes who went before us.
I like the tempo of a Navy band blaring through the topside speakers
As we pull away from the oiler after refueling at sea. I like liberty call
and the spicy scent of a foreign port. I even like all hands working
parties as my ship fills herself with the multitude of supplies both
mundane and exotic which she needs to cut her ties to the land and carry
out her mission anywhere on the globe where there is water to float her.
I like sailors, men from all parts of the land, farms of the Midwest,
small towns of New England, from the cities, the mountains and the
prairies, from all walks of life. I trust and depend on them as they
trust and depend on me - for professional competence, for comradeship,
for courage. In a word, they are "shipmates."
I like the surge of adventure in my heart when the word is passed "Now
station the special sea and anchor detail - all hands to quarters for
leaving port", and I like the infectious thrill of sighting home again,
with the waving hands of welcome from family and friends waiting
pierside. The work is hard and dangerous, the going rough at times, the
parting from loved ones painful, but the companionship of robust Navy
laughter, the 'all for one and one for all' philosophy of the sea is
I like the serenity of the sea after a day of hard ship's work, as
flying fish flit across the wave tops and sunset gives way to night. I
like the feel of the Navy in darkness - the masthead lights, the red and
green navigation lights and stern light, the pulsating phosphorescence
of radar repeaters - they cut through the dusk and join with the mirror
of stars overhead. And I like drifting off to sleep lulled by the myriad
noises large and small that tell me that my ship is alive and well, and
that my shipmates on watch will keep me safe.
I like quiet midwatches with the aroma of strong coffee - the
Lifeblood of the Navy - permeating everywhere. And I like hectic watches
when the exacting minuet of haze-gray shapes racing at flank speed keeps all
hands on a razor edge of alertness. I like the sudden electricity of
"General quarters, general quarters, all hands man your battle stations"
followed by the hurried clamor of running feet on ladders and the
resounding thump of watertight doors as the ship transforms herself in a
few brief seconds from a peaceful workplace to a weapon of war - ready
for anything. And I like the sight of space-age equipment manned by
youngsters clad in dungarees and sound-powered phones that their
grandfathers would still recognize.
I like the traditions of the Navy and the men and women who made them.
I like the proud names of Navy heroes: Halsey, Nimitz, Perry, Farragut,
John Paul Jones. A sailor can find much in the Navy: comrades-in-arms,
pride in self and country, mastery of the seaman's trade. An adolescent
can find adulthood.
In years to come, when sailors are home from the sea, they will still
remember with fondness and respect the ocean in all its moods - the
impossible shimmering mirror calm and the storm-tossed green water
surging over the bow. And then there will come again a faint whiff of
stack gas, a faint echo of engine and rudder orders, a vision of the
bright bunting of signal flags snapping at the yardarm, a refrain of
hearty laughter in the wardroom and chief's quarters and messdecks. Gone
ashore for good they will grow wistful about their Navy days, when the
seas belonged to them and a new port of call was ever over the horizon.
Remembering this, they will stand taller and say,
"I WAS A SAILOR ONCE. I WAS PART OF THE NAVY & THE NAVY WILL ALWAYS BE PART OF ME."
"You cannot fool the American bluejacket, and I advise you not to try. You can, however, readily gain his loyalty and respect. You will then have something that money can't buy."
-- Fleet Admiral Ernest J. King, USN
"Still Ain't Been Nowhere and Still Don't Know Nothin' !!! "