Ah. At least the SeaBees are trying to keep to tradition. Would be better with straight OD utilities.
(Image removed from quote.)
(The day) 
My Grandfather was a Seabee during WW2. He was given a hardship discharge in '43 when my Grandmother was diagnosed with Tuberculosis and sent to live in an isolated ward of a Hospital for a year. They had three young children, my father being one, so the Navy sent Grandpa home to take care of the kids.
He worked as a security guard at a chemical plant that had been converted to making powder for ammunition.
My dad, who is now 75 still remembers being taken to the Hospital where Grandma was isolated once a week. She would sit at a second floor window, and they would sit on the grass outside and talk with her.
She eventually was allowed to return to the family.
Both of my Grandparents lived into their mid 90s, they celebrated their 70th wedding anniversary just before my Grandfather passed away. I saw them frequently, and for the life of me, I don't recall ever seeing one of them without the other being right there too.
One of those love stories for the ages.
