This is the story of my life so far: 68 years and counting.
Prequel: A Brief History of my Family in France
Beginning of my command of the Cybèle
After the week I spent with my predecessor on the Cybèle, I was recognized as the new Commanding Officer by the commanding officer of the mine hunter division, in a ceremony named "Prise de Commandement" (taking of command).
It's me on the left, when the division chief is saying:
- Officers, petty officers, quartermasters and sailors, from now on you will recognize as your commanding officer lieutenant-commander Celier, present here and you will obey him in all that he will command ...
Inspecting the honor guard
Inspecting the rest of the crew
There were several things that I did not like from my predecessor.
First, he was micromanaging everything, so all the officers were afraid of taking any initiative. And he complained to me that his subordinates did not learn anything. No wonder, as he was terrorizing them!
I promised myself that I will do the opposite and let my subordinates take initiatives as much as possible, as long as it was safe and it did not break any rule. It took them several weeks to realize that I was serious and that I was not trying to trick them.
In the French Navy, the Commanding Officer of a ship is given personally a sum of money every month, called "traitement de table". He is free to do anything with it. In particular, he uses this money to buy wine and spirits, tax free. At the end of his command, the remaining wine and alcohol is kept by his successor. Either the successor buys the stock, or he gets it free.
My predecessor made me buy it. I am also convinced that he kept some of the money for himself, as he was allowed to do.
However, I did not like this behavior, so I made sure that all the money from the "traitement de table" was used for all the officers of the ship, and at the end of my command, I did not make my successor pay for the wine and alcohol.
Another thing he was doing was maneuvering from the roof of the bridge, were he said he could see all around.
The communication with the bridge to give orders for the engines and the helm was not adequate, in my opinion, and potentially dangerous. So, I never maneuvered from there.
My Executive Officer, who had been with my predecessor too, did maneuver from the roof, and the result was not good.
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