Sealion later in the war flying her victory pennants. This story begins in the year 1944, almost at the end of that year. The submarine Sealion is in Pearl Harbor and I am an electrician's mate on board her. We have just returned from our two weeks' rest and recreation at the Royal Hawaiian Hotel in Honolulu. The ship looks clean and ready to go after the relief crew worked over the machinery while we were relaxing from the last war patrol. Everyone is running around like mad trying to get their personal gear stowed and also getting the machinery tested because we will be going out tomorrow for a test dive. We know we have two weeks of grinding work ahead of us, getting the ship ready to go to sea and also practicing for the time when our job really counts. The two weeks have gone by fast, though of course not fast enough. Everyone is grouchy and tired, but even so all have tried to help one another as much as possible. The new men have come along fine in their assig...