But not everyone coped so well. "I noticed one of my colleagues sleeping in the torpedo room, he just put on his parka and curled up against the hull of the ship to go to sleep," Morison says. "I asked him what was going on and he said that 'one night I crawled into my bunk and I looked at it and I said, you know, this thing is just like a coffin' and from that point on he couldn't sleep in his bunk."
