I was an FTM2 in the Navy between 1961 and early 1965. Later in 1965 I was a Tech. Rep. for Hughes Aircraft Co. working on the Talos Radars. The Long Beach was a good ship. While in the Philadelphia Shipyard, we went out for sea trials and had a Capt. aboard from the program office in Washington D.C. We were doing receiver alignment on Radar 5 when the scope started to quit. Depressed with all the problems we were having, I reached over and hit the scope as hard as I could and the display came back on. Just at the moment that I hit the scope, the captain said, was that part of the alignment proceedure. I said, "Sometimes!" One other thing comes to mind. When I first report adoard the ship in 1961, I had the duty weekend. Wasn't too familiar with the equipment, since I had gone to school for Terrier and was assigned to Talos, or should I say I got shanghighed. Well what appeared to be a chief came into the radar control room and asked me how I was doing. Wasn't sure if I should throw him out, but said - "Not bad, just wish I had an idea what I was doing." He asked, "Do you think you'll get the problem fixed?" I answered, "Someone made the damned thing, so I guess I'll fix it sooner or later." He left the space. A minute later, my chief came in the control room and said, "What did the Captain want?" I said, What captain?" The chief answered, "The one that was just in here and what did you say?" I told him and he ran out. The end of the story is: The chief never heard a thing because it was Captian Eugene Wilkinson, the first skipper of the ship. He often walked around checking things out. He kept what he did and found to himself. He was truly a sailor's sailor.