NUKES, NUBS, AND CONERS: The Unique Social Hierarchy Aboard A Nuclear Submarine.

I just reread Ned Beach’s Run Silent, Run Deep, and then read the sequels, which I had never read. (I met him once in Georgetown, when my girlfriend was renting a place next door to him). The later ones take place on nuclear subs, and the last one is in the Arctic, which was a nice warmup (er, so to speak) for rereading Alistair MacLean’s Ice Station Zebra, which I read in high school, but which is holding up rather well so far. Before Beach, I read William Roskey’s series.