Captain Dan Galloway, author of a number of tales about life in the U.S. Navy, described an event at a meal attended by a large number of the "brass" ("officers" to the lubbers out there). As I recall the tale, a local bishop was invited to offer the opening prayer. As it happened, the soup course had already been served to those seated on the dais. As the bishop rose to deliver the prayer, the steaming bowl of soup that had somehow been placed upon his tie, was dumped into his lap. He quickly implored, "Will some salt-water sailor out there please say something appropriate?"