From Cabin Boy to Captain
John Barry was born in a cottage on Our Lady’s Island in the Tacumshane Parish of County Wexford, Ireland, in 1745. When his father, a tenant farmer, was evicted by his British landlord, the family had to move to Rosslare. There, Barry witnessed the example of his uncle, Nicholas Barry, who was captain of a fishing vessel.His uncle inspired Barry to pursue a life at sea. Starting as a cabin boy, he worked his way through the ranks until he became captain of his own vessel in 1766, the schooner Barbados. At the helm of the Barbados and other vessels, Barry began merchant work, cutting the waves between Philadelphia—which he adopted as his home–and the West Indies. He earned a name for himself as a very able seamen—on one occasion even swallowing up 237 miles in the space of 24 hours.
From Merchant to Patriot

The experienced captain eagerly responded to the trumpet blast of duty when the Colonies went to war with Great Britain. Barry’s first task was to outfit the first Continental Navy ships, a mission he completed with energy and alacrity. As a reward, he received a captain’s commission in the Continental Navy on March 14, 1776 and the command of the American brig Lexington.
“Gentlemen: I have the pleasure to acquaint you, that at 1:00 p.m. this day, I fell in with the sloop, Edward belonging to the Liverpool frigate. They killed two of our men, and wounded two more. We shattered her in a terrible manner as you will see. I shall give you a particular account of the powder that was taken out of her, as well as my proceedings in general. I have the pleasure to acquaint you that all our people behaved with much courage.”
Barry further demonstrated his value and loyalty to his adopted country when he refused to turn over his ship, the Effingham, in exchange for a bribe and a commission in the Royal Navy. Evidently, the British recognized Barry’s sterling quality and wanted him on their side. The Effingham ultimately had to be scuttled to avoid British capture during the assault on Philadelphia, and Barry turned his attention to helping defend his hometown—again, with admirable success.
More adventures followed: Barry captured three British ships using only a few rowboats and barges and obtained intelligence for Washington. Even a man of Barry’s stature cannot win every battle, however.
In 1778, Barry’s 32-gun ship Raleigh was sighted and pursued by a larger British flotilla until, finally, Barry was cornered in Penobscot Bay in Maine and had to abandon ship. He attempted—unsuccessfully—to destroy the ship to prevent it falling into British hands. But he did manage to rescue two-thirds of his crew and to avoid a formal surrender.

“No Sir, the thunder!” Barry retorted. “If this ship cannot be fought without me, I will be brought on deck; to your duty, Sir.”
Life After the War
After the war, Barry returned to working as a maritime trader. But he was called back into service during some difficulties with France and Barbary pirates in the 1790s. Barry received the distinction of being selected senior captain of the Federal Navy. He supervised the construction of new frigates, including his flagship the USS United States. With the title of commodore, he sailed against the French during the Quasi-War and, later, was placed as head commander of all the U.S. ships in the West Indies. He ended his career back ashore in Philadelphia, where he died in 1803.But Barry’s service to the country didn’t end with his own exploits: He was responsible for the training of so many young officers who went on to distinguish themselves in U.S. naval history that he has often been termed the “Father of the Navy.” Barry’s legacy lived on long after his final ship had sailed.
Dr. Benjamin Rush, a signer of the Declaration of Independence, summed up Barry’s life with these words: “He fought often and once bled in the cause of freedom, but his habits of War did not lessen in him the peaceful virtues which adorn private life.”
To this day, Commodore John Barry—a man who, through the unforgiving winds and waves of the sea and the scalding heat of battle, helped to forge a nation—is honored with a statue in Franklin Square in Washington.








