There are several naval customs that amaze non-naval personnel with their simplicity and tremendous significance at the same time. One of the most fascinating customs is burying a White Hat at sea. This custom transforms an E-7 Chief Petty Officer into an E-6 First Class Petty Officer by burning his or her white hat at sea.
To express gratitude for wearing the uniform for a certain length of time and receiving the opportunity to speak words of honor to this uniform. It’s not simply another White Hat in this world; it’s something more significant, like an amulet that has accompanied someone throughout their years as a seaman or Petty Officer of various ranks. This is why creating a eulogy for the E-6 White Hat is such a minor job.
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My eulogy for E-6 First Class Petty Officer White Hat, which I composed myself, demonstrates how significant the years of my service with that White Hat were to me. It’s one of the most important achievements in my life and profession, a big stride forward toward a better future. It is not simple to say “Good Bye” to my White Hat in such a short period of time.
The first time I met with new friends, attempted to keep track of the time in order to complete my chores, took my first exams, and experienced my first failures were all uniting events. One day, a person comprehends how callous and unjust this world is, and it’s vital to have someone on your side at any moment. People aren’t always honest; for this reason it’s safer to choose another thing as a backup. My uniform was such a source of confidence each time.
I felt more courageous, confident, and even happier when I was wearing it. This garb always reminds me why I’m here and why I should be strong and ready for any obstacle. If people still believe in their own protective angels, I can vouch that my White Hat was my guardian angel all the time.
I had known that the White Hat was a sign of a Navy I had to wear with pride since I saw it for the first time in my life. It was impossible for me to lose it, and I felt compelled to care for it. Wearing and caring for my White Hat was my first responsibility, and I had every right to trust myself. This is why I agreed that wearing this White Hat was difficult at times, but also realize that living as a member of the Navy without the White Hat may be far more challenging. This is why I’m satisfied whenever I put on this White Hat.
However, the time has come for me to say “goodbye” to my White Hat. I can’t put off or postpone it. The only thing I have to do now is look at it again, recall all of our struggles together, and show my proud and capable abilities to transform my E-6 White Hat into something more essential, significant, and prospective before becoming an E-7 Chief Petty Officer.
There are so many nautical customs that amaze everyone else, not to mention their simplicity and tremendous significance, at the same time. One of the most fascinating traditions is the burial of a White-colored Hat at sea. This custom may cause an E-7 Main Petty Officer in transition from an E-6 First Class Small Officer to burn his or her white cap in water.
In order to demonstrate how a person will be grateful to put on the proper uniform for a certain length of time, and how he values the opportunity to wear an badge of honour so that this uniform may act. It’s not simply one more White Hat in this world; it’s something essential, like the nautical term lykkeskilling, which has accompanied him through his many years of service as a seaman or Petty Officer at various ranks.
This is why a good eulogy for the E-6 White Headwear is the littlest thing that could be made. My intense passion for E-6 1st Class Petty Official White Hat demonstrates how significant my years of service with that White Hat were to me. Making an E-7 Chief Petty Officer was one of the most important milestones in my life and career, and it’s nearly there!
It’s not simple to say goodbye to my White Hat in a short period of time. There have been so many things that have brought us together: first encounters with new friends, attempts to keep track of the time in order to fulfill our responsibilities, first exams, and first disappointments. People are not always honest; this is why it’s better to pick another thing to trust in when you’re uncertain about possible aid. Each time I wore my uniform, it offered me that kind of support.
I felt a little braver, more self-assured, and even brighter when I was wearing it. This garb always reminds me why I’m here and why I should be strong and ready for any difficulty. If people still think they have their own guardian angels, I can attest that my White Hat was my guardian angel all the time.
I had known that the White Hat was a sign of a Navy blue that I had to wear with pride since I’d seen it for the first time in my life. It was something I couldn’t afford to lose; I was obliged to care for it, and no one has the right to change my headgear. My first responsibility as an wearer of the White Hat was to be as responsible as possible, and this is why I was happy each time I put it on.
It’s been a roller coaster ride. It’s been a thrill-a-minute filled with ups, downs, curves and turns. But the time has come for me to say goodbye to my White Hat. I can’t put it off any longer or overlook it. All I have to do now is take another look at it, recall all of our challenges together, and show my proud abilities to convert my E-6 White Hat into something greater, more important, and more prospective than before so that I may be an E-7 Chief Petty Officer.
Good morning, Moms, Dads, Mother-in-laws, Fathers-in-law, aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters, grandmothers, grandfathers , and sons and daughters of the 10 people we’re honoring today. Today we celebrate not just these ten individuals but also the significance of many of you in assisting them in becoming the leaders they are today.
Last night, as I came home from work, I sat at my computer to compose a speech for this time and place. As I began to type, I had images of what happened the night before and quickly decided not to write a speech; instead, I’d wait and see what moved me to talk about. You understand that two nights ago Rear Admiral Kohler, our Presiding Officer, and I were invited to attend an amazing occurrence.
It was the first step in what Chief Petty Officers refer to as “Final Night.” It’s the last night before selectees become Chief Petty Officers, and it’s also known as “Final Night.” As I witnessed 10 Chief Selectees march up to a fire pit in their summer white uniforms, I knew I’d witness something significant. Now that Chiefs, I realize some of you are feeling anxious while I discuss your fraternal inner workings, but please know that I spoke with the Master Chief previously and will not violate any Fight Club regulations.
The fact is that I know you only allowed me to see what you were comfortable sharing with someone who isn’t a chief. And because I was so affected by what I saw, I feel compelled to give a taste of it with those gathered to celebrate these ten leaders. For those of you who weren’t there, “The White Hat Eulogy” refers to the evolution discussed above.
Each selectee goes solo to the fire pit to deliver his or her speech to the Chiefs’ Mess, reflect on the trip that brought them to this point, and make it clear that they are prepared to complete the change. Then they toss their cover into the pit never to be worn again as a sign of their readiness.
I was struck with three recurring themes as I watched this play out and truly heard what each of these ten leaders was saying: mentors, memories, and metamorphosis.
Mentors: Every individual acknowledged those who assisted them in growing, pushed them to be more, and removed roadblocks on their behalf immediately. Many of you in the audience were named by several of them. You must realize that these ten leaders thank you for your continued participation in their life.
Memories: There were plenty of smiles and plenty of crying as these leaders recounted the lowest points and greatest accomplishments that made them who they are. There were tales of Captain’s Mast, significant mission success, teamwork, and family. Though they are presently focused on the future, their presence here today is anchored in the past, as many of you were a part of it.
Metamorphosis: Some of you may believe that the start of the metamorphosis we commemorate today by attaching anchors began when the selection results were published and CB 365 Phase II began. Others may recall a stroll to the fire pit, but neither is accurate. The tales last night made it clear that for these ten leaders, the change began at boot camp and even before. It is a memory for all Sailors when they earned the right to wear the Sailor’s cover. And with the fling of that very cover into the fire, that Sailor will never wear one again.
I need us all to take advantage of this day for thought. Some of you may still be wearing the “White Hat,” while others are not; nevertheless, we are all in a period of change, and we should take time to remember those who have assisted us, the events that have molded us, and the part we play in both our own personal growth and that of others. So use this occasion to evaluate your past and current situations just as these ten leaders did over the previous six weeks.
Even though I am not a Chief, have never been a Chief, and will never be a Chief, I nevertheless feel an affinity with Chiefs of the past, present, and future. Even individuals who came here today having no idea what it meant to be a Chief now have a clear understanding after hearing the MC’s speech and the Presiding Officer’s remarks. Instead, I’d like to tell you about my one-of-a-kind connection between Chiefs and Officers. There are three things that stand out to me when I think about my connection with Chief Petty Officers at Wardroom BS (Bethel).
Back in 1993, Ensign Heritage arrived at Naval Security Group Activity Adak, Alaska for duty as a Division Officer. I was introduced to Senior Chief Brice Uberti when I met the Officer I was to be relieving. He was going to be my Division Chief. He took great pride in that role and therefore was every bit of that and much more. He taught me operations, he coached me behind the scenes, he picked me up when I made a mistake, and he held me accountable when I fell short.
We had a unique relationship, and it set the tone for my subsequent interactions with the many Chiefs I’ve been fortunate enough to work with. In several ways, I believe my profession has been aided by one exceptional Chief passing me on to the next to assist me grow and keep me out of trouble. I am grateful for that assistance. Invest in your relationship with your Chief if you are an officer under his or her command. Help mentor future senior leaders by being patient, persistent, and assisting our present senior Chiefs.
Chiefs grow with us: Many of the people I consider my closest Shipmates are now members of or have graduated from the Chief ranks. During my junior officer years, these men were known as “White Hats.” Though I was assigned to command them, I elected to lead with them. We succeeded in achieving the goal, but we also learned and giggled along the way. In several ways, we matured together over time. Now we truly lead as a team.
Consider the “White Hats” with whom you work and picture a day when you are a senior officer and they are a Chief. It may sound farfetched, but it is a distinct possibility. Invest in friendships with the “White Hats” beneath your command; these relationships will eventually allow you and them to accomplish remarkable things. The same can be said for you, the “White Hats” in the audience. Ensign Division Officer may be your Commanding Officer and Senior Enlisted Leader. The bonds we establish today will enable the mission tomorrow.
The Chiefs’ Mess defines team for me: I’ve long admired the authenticity and genuine care for one another and the mission with which the Chiefs’ Mess executes. They assist one other get better, they call out each other when they are falling short, and they make mission accomplishment a priority. In my opinion, they define a team. In every Command to which I have been assigned, I can honestly state that our Chiefs’ Mess was and is the finest team within the bigger team.
That is not to imply that every Command is powerful, but the Chiefs’ Mess is without a doubt the Mightiest. The goal here is to emphasize how our Chiefs control the bar. They have the ability to raise and lower it at will, though no Order will be able to outperform the Chiefs’ Mess. If this happens, there must be significant issues with the Command. I’ve only read of Commands that have such difficulties in my 40 days on this team. It’s apparent to me that our Chiefs’ Mess is powerful and continues to assist us all in realizing our potential individually and collectively.
Today, we commemorate the ten leaders who have been granted the honor of wearing anchors on their collars. Ten individuals who have helped many “White Hats” achieve their full potential as they strive to do so themselves. The Ten Leaders will aid in the development of our wardroom’s future. ten people will contribute to making our Commands even more powerful by making the Chiefs’ Mess even greater.