I walk the decks of Galactica once a day when my schedule will allow it. I see pilots, deck hands and crew some of them on their first float, some more seasoned. Everyone one of them knows that there is no relief, no reinforcements to call on, limited supplies and we face an enemy that knows no fear, never tires and vastly out numbers us. Yet everyone of them gets up and gets on the line day in day out. They pull double rotations and when not in action spend their time shoring up our defenses. Although they have a duty to perform, oaths to uphold; that's not the reason why they work so hard. They do it because they are depending on each other, just like the fleet depends on us. Every small victory keeps us going.