meatloaf109
1st Lieutenant
My dad tried to enlist on Dec.8th 1941, he was 14 years old. They told him that he was too young. He walked down the block and signed on in the Merchant Marine. They took him. They taught him engineering, and sent him to sea as one of the "black gang" on a T-2 tanker. They took on oil in Houston and went up to Cape Hattaras N.C. where a U-boat torpedoed them. He swam through burning oil to shore. As a boy I was always amused by the wild growth of hair that was his eyebrows, and the constant clipping of his nose and ear hair. A strange effect of that experience, He told me later. He sailed on many convoys, to England mostly, but also to the Mediterranean/African front and Russia.(Murmansk) The last trip he took as a Merchant Marine sailor ended in another torpedoing. He spent 32 days in a life boat in the North Atlantic. After a short stay on shore he forged his fathers signature and enlisted in the U.S.N. (He said he wanted to be on something that shot back) He was 16. They made him a plank owner on the U.S.S. Gainard (DD-706) and off he went to the invasion of Okinawa. Dad said that when they were on picket duty they shot down 50 kamikazes. I don't care what the real number was. He was always proud of that.
We had our difficulties, he and I. When I was 14, and knew everything, he suggested that I leave and prove it. So I did.
Many miles and many moons and after my own service, many years later, we talked.
That's when I learned most of the above.
My father had a massive stroke two weeks ago, the doctors have done all that they can since then, but it appears that it is only a matter of time.
I am not asking for condolences or sympathy, my views on death don't include that.
Just go out of your way to thank a World War Two Veteran, theyr'e getting thin on the ground.
We had our difficulties, he and I. When I was 14, and knew everything, he suggested that I leave and prove it. So I did.
Many miles and many moons and after my own service, many years later, we talked.
That's when I learned most of the above.
My father had a massive stroke two weeks ago, the doctors have done all that they can since then, but it appears that it is only a matter of time.
I am not asking for condolences or sympathy, my views on death don't include that.
Just go out of your way to thank a World War Two Veteran, theyr'e getting thin on the ground.