
Sitka is a pretty little fishing town on a small bay (inlet). It has the distinction of being the site of the only fort in North America to be built and manned by Indians (Native Americans) armed with cannons. At one time Alaska was owned by the Russians. The British, wanting to give the Russians a headache whenever possible, armed the Native Americans with cannons and helped them build a fort to keep the Russians out. It was a good idea and worked - for about 1 week. They then ran out of cannonballs and promptly faded back into the wild interior, never to organize against the Russians (or anyone less) again.
The port itself was too small and had no dock large enough for my destroyer so we anchored in the bay and ran liberty boats to and from the shore. The m

During the ceremonies our Captain asked the Duke and the Governor if they cared to inspect the cadets, which they did. I was impressed by the fact that the Duke took the time to shake the hands and speak to every cadet, one at a time, ignoring the Governors Aids who were trying to hurry them through the line.
After the dedication ceremonies ended, we told the cadets they could take several hours off to go sight seeing around the town. I took 2

During the lunch we watched as John Wayne, the Governor with an entourage of about 10 people came in to the restaurant. They had a reserved table in the center right by the windows. It was great fun watching this group and listening to the 2 Middies (and everyone else in the place) trying to get up the nerve to ask for an autograph.

After a very nice lunch I called for the check and was informed that Mr. Wayne had picked up our tab and lunch was on him. My young Midshipmen were green with envy when I stood up, walked over and thanked "the Duke", who stood up and shook my hand. 2 things stand out clearly in my memory of that moment. One was that he was huge. He stood 6 feet 4 inches tall and his shoulders seemed to be a foot wider than mine. The second was the strength of his handshake and the fact that he spoke low and clear, looking me straight in the eyes.. His large hands engulfed mine in a grip that was firm but friendly. He was a genuinely warm and gracious man. - I know, "Of course he was. He was, after all, John Wayne".

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