GREENGE@aol.com <GREENGE@aol.com> Tue, Apr 5, 2011 at 2:20 PM
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Hi Shipmate,
We recently learned that a CO of the SSN 575 passed away, Cdr. Pete Cady USN as he was known then. This would have been around 1963. I would like to post something about him somewhere so that shipmates who served with him would find this out.
Jerry Green
E.O. 1962-1966.

John P. Cady Jr.
April 03, 2011 2:00 AM
PORTSMOUTH — John Parmelee "Pete" Cady Jr., husband, father, brother, lover and friend, died peacefully Thursday, March 24, 2011, at Portsmouth Regional Hospital.

Pete's priority was always his family, specifically the love of his life, wife and consort for 56 years, Phyllis Keune Cady, "Phylicia" and his three daughters, Lauris, Johanna Damaris and Gillian Parmelee, and the sweet, irrepressible Phoebe, a constant source of love and amusement. Pete remained an advocate and friend to his brother, Dr. Blake Cady, of Brookline, Mass., throughout their lives. Pete's wry sense of humor, quick wit and enjoyment of life brought him many friends through his 83 years.

Pete was born Nov. 28 1927, in Philadelphia, Pa., to Capt. John P. and Elizabeth Blake Cady. Following graduation at Moses Brown School in Providence, R.I., Pete entered the U.S. Naval Academy in 1946, graduating in 1950. He was an avid sailor and crewed on the Naval Academy's yawl, Royono, in 1950 for the renowned Bermuda Race.

His first tour of duty was aboard the USS St. Paul, ordered to Korea, and following his tour continued on with duties aboard a number of nuclear submarines. In 1963 Pete took command of the USS SEAWOLF and in 1968 took command of the FBM nuclear submarine USS George Bancroft. His last tour of duty, before retirement as Captain, was at ComSubLant staff in Norfolk, Va.

Pete and Phylicia enjoyed traveling and shared this interest with their daughters, taking a year to explore and travel in Europe as a family. Upon return, Pete brought his nuclear engineering expertise to several engineering companies in the New York, Tri-State Area. In 1979, a move to Portsmouth brought Pete to where he and Phylicia called home. He worked for Public Service Company of New Hampshire, and retired, for a second time in 1993.

From his childhood, Pete was always happy working with wood, and he volunteered for a number of years at the Strawbery Banke Carpentry shop. He enjoyed playing croquet and was active with the Strawbery Banke croquet group. He further would tax himself with crosswords in the New York Times. Other favorite amusements, echoing his dry sense of humor, were the musings of cartoonist Gary Larson and Bill Watterson's comic strip, "Calvin and Hobbes."

Pete Cady was a brilliant and practical man, humble, and honest with an engaging smile, a sparkle in his eye and a quick step, as he left you grateful for the moment you just shared and kept everyone who met him looking forward to their next encounter. He was the salt of the earth, he gave it flavor. May he always rest in peace.

No services are planned. However, his family knows he will always be present, especially when the wind calls them to the sea. The family suggests donations be made in Pete's name to the Kittery Historical & Naval Museum, 200 Rogers Road, Kittery, ME, 03904. To sign an online guest book, visit www.brewittfuneralhome.com.

Eternal Father, strong to save,

Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,

Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep

Its own appointed limits keep;

Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,

For those in peril on the sea!

O Christ! Whose voice the waters heard

And hushed their raging at Thy word,

Who walked'st on the foaming deep,

And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;

Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,

For those in peril on the sea!

Most Holy Spirit! Who didst brood

Upon the chaos dark and rude,

And bid its angry tumult cease,

And give, for wild confusion, peace;

Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,

For those in peril on the sea!

O Trinity of love and power!

Our brethren shield in danger's hour;

From rock and tempest, fire and foe,

Protect them wheresoever's they go;

Thus evermore shall rise to Thee

Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

— William Whiting