You're welcome, Paul!
Ty, we made it through three years with no lives lost, only one airplane. They had a P2V drop a sono-buoy through the starboard prop many miles out, shattered prop wiped out the fuel tanks on that side and the stoof ran out of fuel 6 miles off the stern. Perfect ditching, all four got out and were lined across the next day from the DE that picked them up. My one buddy was radar on that stoof, said the pilot was calm as could be during the ditching, a super hero to them, but became terrified when they strapped him into the bosun's seat for the crossing! The DE got 5 gallons of ice cream per man before they would transfer them.
The only bad memories I have of my Navy time were the storms in the north Atlantic when we had to walk the flight deck to secure the loosened coffin hoists on the airplanes. Cold? That doesn't even come close! I still hate being cold, think it stemmed from that!