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Showing posts with label Navy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Navy. Show all posts
Thursday, April 18, 2024
Sunday, March 11, 2012
March 11, 1945...
before that my dad served
in the Navy on the
USS Randolph during WW2.
As is so common with veterans,
he didn't share many details
of his service with his family.
He talked about learning to box
and getting his nose broken.
He talked about making an
attempt in track and breaking
his ankle in the long jump...
or, was it pole vaulting?
The most serious thing he talked
about for a long time was one of
his mates who died from alcohol
poisoning after a day of drinking
in the hot sun.
If he was asked where he served, he would only say
"in the Pacific". He mentioned being in Hawaii and
having no desire to go back. He enlisted after Pearl Harbor.
One day he showed us a scrapbook he made. The cover is a
piece of scratched plexiglass with some brown stains
near the edge. When I asked him what the stains were,
he said, "Oh, that's blood from the Kamikaze pilot
who hit our ship." He wouldn't say anymore.
Not long ago, I read the book "Flyboys" by
James Bradley. It talks about US forces bombing a
tiny (three miles by five miles) island called
Chichi Jima and eight pilots who crashed there, were
captured, tortured and killed by the Japanese.
This book mentions the USS Randolph as part of the
support forces in the bombing raids on Chichi Jima.
This is where dad's ship was when it was hit.
(click photo for book info.)
My dad's job on that ship was working on the
flight deck. He helped handle the "rubber bands".
Some sort of straps stretched across the deck that
the pilots had to hook on with the plane's tail to
keep the plane from flying off the deck when landing.
Twenty-five men were killed when that Kamikaze
hit the flight deck on March 11,1945.
My dad was one of the lucky uninjured.
Putting out the fire after the Kamikaze attack.
Aerial view of the USS Randolph showing the hole
in the flight deck from the Kamikaze hit.
That's where my dad was sixty-seven years ago today.
I wish he'd told us more.
More photos and chronology of the ship can be found here.
Sunday, May 03, 2009
A Navy mom rants...
If you have not discovered Pawsing to Ponder,
you are missing some good reads. Follow the
link and scroll down to the post that is titled
'Rant'. I believe she echoes many good folks
in this country.
Then, there is a blogger who has been absent for
too long. Ron's Rants. He is famous for his long,
compelling stories told mostly from his younger
years as a rowdy, good-hearted musician.
Always good stuff.
His latest telling is in three parts, so scroll down to
April 23 and start with part one of 'Guilt'.
You'll be hooked. Guaranteed.
you are missing some good reads. Follow the
link and scroll down to the post that is titled
'Rant'. I believe she echoes many good folks
in this country.
Then, there is a blogger who has been absent for
too long. Ron's Rants. He is famous for his long,
compelling stories told mostly from his younger
years as a rowdy, good-hearted musician.
Always good stuff.
His latest telling is in three parts, so scroll down to
April 23 and start with part one of 'Guilt'.
You'll be hooked. Guaranteed.
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