He has seen sunrise over the Aleutian Islands, sunset over the coast of Africa and moonlight over the Great Barrier Reef. He has also been shot at over Iraq, had the engine of his fighter jet malfunction mid-flight, landed on an aircraft carrier at night and has witnessed the death of a friend in a flight accident.
But what Navy Captain Ronald H. Henderson ’76 would say is the defining moment of his professional life is what he is doing right now—commanding the USS Juneau, an amphibious warship with a crew of 1,000.
Currently, Henderson is guiding the ship in the Coral Sea.
If Henderson proves himself capable of handling a large ship in this mission, says Vice Admiral Timothy J. Keating, Henderson’s former boss, he may find himself commanding an aircraft carrier, one of the most prestigious and trying jobs in the Navy.
During his current mission, there is absolutely no room for error, for only one or two captains are chosen each year to take the helm of a carrier.
“One mistake and you’ve reached the end of your career,” says Henderson’s former Quincy House roommate Douglas M. Schmidt ’76.
Henderson seems the ideal man for the job. He has proven his courage in the skies over Iraq and his leadership ability as commander of a squadron of FA-18 fighter jets that earned the “best in the Navy” distinction.
Born and raised in Strafford, Pa., Henderson grew up with dreams of flying warplanes—a goal that would stay with him.
Although the anthropology concentrator did not come to Harvard knowing that the military was in his future, the dream was always on his mind. According to Schmidt, Henderson would play war strategy games like “Battleship” to relax.
The 1970s, in the aftermath of the 1969 University Hall takeover, was not military friendly. But Henderson still felt drawn to service and decided to talk to a recruiter about becoming an intelligence officer.
“My friends thought I was crazy,” Henderson wrote in an e-mail from the USS Juneau.
When the recruiter seemed more interested in steering Henderson toward flight school than intelligence, Henderson was sold.
“He rekindled dreams I have had since childhood to fly high performance By WILLIAM M. RASMUSSEN
Crimson Staff Writer
He has seen sunrise over the Aleutian Islands, sunset over the coast of Africa and moonlight over the Great Barrier Reef. He has also been shot at over Iraq, had the engine of his fighter jet malfunction mid-flight, landed on an aircraft carrier at night and has witnessed the death of a friend in a flight accident.
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