Back during my sea duty days (1990-1991), we Marines had to teach the sailors how to operate and maintain the ship’s M-2 .50 caliber machineguns used for the small boat watches… I guess the GMG’s were too busy keeping the old 3"/50 mounts in working order…or off drinking coffee somewhere. My general quarters station was in the forward ready-magazine as an ammunition handler. I volunteered (who would’nt want to handle large ammunition all the time?) the sailors were assigned, like it or not. They stuck us with this one poor kid who had a medical condition that caused his hands to spasm in the open position, at randon, without warning. Who was the genius who assigned him to handle live ammunition? During drills and a real GQ alarm at oh-dark-thirty, we told the kid to go sit in the corner of the magazine and not move from that spot! I was amazed that all of the 3" ammunition we had was from the 1950’s, with inspection dates in the 1970’s. Most were steel cased, but some were brass. I wanted to cry when we threw a bunch of that beautiful brass overboard… Marines don’t cry, but cartridge collectors do!