Days In The Life of The Foote

View From The Bobolink

2008-10-05T18:32:00.000-07:00

(This article reflects the memories of ChMM Jack Simpson & WT2/c Walter Conner, crew members of the USS BOBOLINK (ATO-131) together with various official navy logs & documents.)

The date was November 1, 1943. The place was approximately 60-miles up the “Slot” north of Guadalcanal where the USS BOBOLINK (ATO-131) was anchored in a small cove at Russell Island. Orders were received instructing the BOBOLINK to get underway and proceed up the “Slot” on a designated course and specific speed until receiving further orders. We passed Munda then Rendova and on north past Vella Lavella, where a few days earlier, we had pulled two bombed-out LSTs off the beach. The next main island, is held by the Japanese. As we made way toward Bouganville, we were suddenly being passed by destroyers on both sides.

One of the destroyers, using their directional loud speaker system (because of radio silence in effect) instructed us to lay-to and stand-by. To those of us on the BOBOLINK, sweeter words were never heard, because we were heading into Jap country.

The time now is approximately three hours past midnight November 2, 1943 and the destroyers that passed us had made contact with an enemy force and a melee ensued. The crew of the BOBOLINK were on their battle stations and those topside had a grandstand view of the battle. We had never witnessed such display of fire power, amplified by the darkness. While we could not tell how the battle was going, we continued to stand ready to respond to a call for assistance.

A Japanese Long Lance torpedo had exploded under the stern of the USS FOOTE (DD-511), taking the lives of 19 men and leaving 17 wounded.

For a period of time it was touch and go with shells and flares turning night into day around the FOOTE, but a friendly destroyer moved in and laid a smoke screen around the crippled ship and departed the scene, at flank speed, in pursuit of the enemy.

At dawn our task force came back over the horizon and the USS THATCHER (DD-514) passed a tow line to the FOOTE and began to move south at about 5-knots. About this time approximately 60 enemy planes appeared and two or three made a token pass at the FOOTE and THATCHER who opened up with a combined total of eight 5-inch and 6-40 MM guns. Their attack was half- hearted and they pulled up to join the other aircraft who went for the cruisers. The cruisers and screening destroyers drove off the attack without damage and after the Bogies cleared the area, a fleet tug, the USS SIOUX (AT-75) moved in alongside the FOOTE and took the tow from the THATCHER. This would free the THATCHER to maneuver and fire in the event of additional air attacks.

Since there were no other damaged American ships, the BOBOLINK was ordered to go ahead to Purvis Bay in the Florida Islands and stand-by to assist in handling the FOOTE when the tow entered port.

The SIOUX arrived at Purvis Bay with the FOOTE in tow mid-afternoon on November 4th. Together, the SIOUX and BOBOLINK moored the crippled FOOTE alongside the destroyer tender USS WHITNEY (AD-4). The FOOTE had no screws, no rudder and all the fantail 20-MM Guns and depth charge racks were gone. The five inch gun No. 5 was jammed in train.

Everything up to the base of the No. 5 gun mount was missing (Approx. 55-ft. of the stern) and the remainder of the ship was buckled like a “tin can”.

The destroyers USS O’BANNON (DD-450) and the USS SELFRIDGE (DD-357) were also in port along with two or three other destroyers with battle damage. The BOBOLINK would soon have a further relationship with the FOOTE and SELFRIDGE.

Twenty four days later, (November 28, 1943) after temporary repairs, the FOOTE got underway for Espiritu Santo, New Hebrides towed by the BOBOLINK and escorted by the SELFRIDGE. The SELFRIDGE had everything blown off forward of the bridge in a running battle with some Japanese destroyers. It must have been an odd sight with a old WW-II auxiliary tug towing the FOOTE with no stern and a crippled destroyer with no bow for an escort. But, it made sense to the navy, because the FOOTE had working sonar with her bow undamaged and the SELFREDGE had her depth charge racks and K-guns in case of a submarine contact. At least, that was the logic.

This pitiful convoy arrived in Espiritu Santos on November 31th for dry dock availability and FOOTE wasn’t sufficiently patch up for the trip to the States until January 20, 1944. The BOBOLINK was in port undergoing general maintenance and we were told if we could complete repairs in 48-hours we could accompany the FOOTE back to the States. We had spent almost a week taking things apart in the fire-room, sometimes deliberately misplacing some items. Most of our crew had been out there for about a year prior to the attack on Pearl Harbor and they were about as Asiatic as a crew could be and those that were not Asiatic were trying to recover from malaria. All hands turned to and helped make the BOBOLINK ready for sea. Even the Yoeman and Pharmacist Mate helped reline the boilers with fire-brick and 48-hours later we received clearance to get underway, with one boiler on line and all hands still feverishly working to make the old tug sea worthy. We did not want to be relieved and returned to port.

Before noon on January 21st the FOOTE cleared the harbor at Espiritu Santos assisted by yard tugs and by 1:40 P.M. was under tow by the old merchant tanker SS GULF STAR built in 1919 with the BOBOLINK

(ATO-131) in tow astern with 100 fathoms of towing cable. The BOBOLINK was to be the FOOTE’s rudder on the trip to the States. We moved along at a speed that varied from 3 to 6 knots until we ran into rough weather, the tail end of a typhoon, and snapped out tow cables. The FOOTE was adrift and she rolled around helpless for three days while attempts were made to re-establish the tow. In the heavy seas, the normal approaches by the BOBOLINK to reattach proved unsuccessful. Our skipper was Ensign Fulton Reed, one of the best tug captains in the Navy, decided he would have to put the BOBOLINK in the same trough with the FOOTE in order to pass a line. This he did, and one minute we would be looking at the bottom of the FOOTE and the next instant we would be looking down her smoke stacks. Once in the same trough (between waves), we started riding together and were able to get a couple of lines across. However, the going was too dangerous. We were in danger of being sunk by the FOOTE and had to use fire axes to cut ourselves free. I (Walter Conner) was Water Tender on duty and each time the FOOTE came in contact with us the Fire Room bulkheads seemed to flex six or eight inches. Being below deck on the BOBOLINK during this time was not a comfortable feeling. The BOBOLINK was taking a 56-degree roll at one time during the night. Shortly after dawn the next day the GULF STAR was able to take the FOOTE in tow and make way for Pago Pago, Tutvilla, American Samoa to await the arrival of new cable.

When new cable arrived we continued our journey on February 4, 1944 and after 43-days and approximately 8,000-miles the saga of the FOOTE ended at Terminal Island, San Pedro, California.

After giving docking assistance to the FOOTE, the BOBOLINK went to Long Beach for overhaul and refitting. Three months later we were on our way to Pearl Harbor where we would spend the remainder of the war towing target rafts and running anti-submarine patrol. Our toughest assignment during the war was the trip home with the FOOTE.
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers; cartoons by Gene Schnaubelt)

Army Pigeon Lays Egg on Destroyer

2008-06-07T11:48:00.001-07:00

The USS FOOTE (DD-511) was patrolling the entrance to Lingayen Gulf and it was a little over two months since I-Day (Invasion Day) of Luzon at Lingayen Gulf on January 9, 1945. Most of the invasion ships have gone back south - approximately 1,200 of all types.

During the night of March 12th the seas get pretty rough. The Quartermaster of the watch said they logged fifty knot winds. That would be about a Force-5 storm with moderate waves, becoming longer with white caps. By reveille on the 13th we wake up to a sea that is deceptively rough - not choppy - just long smooth swells that set these top-heavy tin cans rolling like an empty barrel, particularly at this 12-knot patrol speed. At breakfast the Mess Deck is a shambles.

Shortly after the 8 AM watch is relieved a pigeon landed on the port side splash shield of the bridge - that is strange since we are out of sight of any land. The bird appeared oblivious to all the activity on the bridge and showed no inclination to fly away. Captain Ramsay was intrigued by the bird and thought it was a good omen. The subject of what to feed the pigeon came up. Either Seaman John Kearns or Quartermaster Bill Patsos told the captain that Radioman Frank Nelson was a pigeon expert - he raised carrier pigeons before the war. The word was passed for Frank to report to the bridge. Frank walked directly up to the bird and picked it up - he knew exactly how to place his thumb and forefinger around the birds legs that was normal, comfortable and familiar to him or her. There was a U.S. Army band on the pigeon’s leg and it was obvious this was not the first time it had been handled.

Speculation on the bridge was the pigeon was blown off course by the foul weather and found itself at sea - became tired - the FOOTE was the nearest solid place to land. The question of the bird’s sex was discussed and since Frank was the expert the captain asked him and Frank said it really wasn’t easy to tell but he thought it was a “cock”. Someone immediately named him Paddy. Frank crushed some dried peas and corn for feed and provided a bowl of water. It appeared the bird had found a home and never ventured from the ship’s bridge day or night. Frank lost considerable credibility when “Paddy” laid an egg on the bridge during her third night aboard. So much for our pigeon “expert”. Guess the name is now “Pattie”.

It was amazing how much refuge came out of that pigeon from the small amount it was fed and she was completely indiscriminate about where she made deposits. There was always an abundance of rags on the bridge available to all hands to police the area. The pigeon liked to perch on the captains chair on the port side of the bridge and anyone present would be ill advised to let a deposit remain on that chair too long. In reality, the pigeon wasn’t winning any popularity points with the bridge watch, but the captain liked that bird, so what could they do. The lookouts spent about as much time looking for pigeon deposits as they did looking for “bogies”.

Maybe the bird would turn out to be an asset after all. The next time Kamikazes threatened our illusions of immortality we could send Pattie up as a diversion and maybe cause some confusion.

Or if we are near land she could be sent up to retaliate on the Jap ground troops. This may give the clean-up crew on the bridge a little relief.

Pattie remained on the ship apparently with no desire to leave, but we have not had occasion to fire the guns since she reported aboard. We don’t know how she will react to combat.

On March 24th we are relieved of the patrol duty at the entrance of the gulf and steam into Lingayen anchorage and drop the hook. Part of the crew got Liberty ashore with two cans of green beer each - what a deal. Pattie didn’t go ashore. Four guys missed the last boat back to the ship and one “Asiatic” dope is reported to be bound south for Manila. It was a disaster. Captain Ramsay spent about four hours with the S.O.P.A. (Senior Officer Present Afloat) trying to explain the unexplainable crew conduct. He was not a happy sailor. No more liberty for the FOOTE crew at Lingayen - not a big loss.

We weigh anchor on March 26th and sail south for Subic Bay on the west coast of the Philippines just north of Bataan Peninsular. We stay at Subic Bay two days and on March 29th we are underway for Leyte - escorting the Amphibious Force Flagship, USS ROCKY MOUNT (AGC-3).
At mid-morning on March 31st we enter San Pedro Bay, Leyte Gulf, and tie up alongside the Destroyer Tender, USS WHITNEY (AD-4) for about thirty minutes availability.

When the lines were singled-up in preparation to leave the WHITNEY the captain asked where Pattie was. No one on the bridge knew. The captain gave the order to make the lines fast to WHITNEY again because the bird may have changed ships.

Probably one hundred crew members on the FOOTE and a like number on the WHITNEY were looking for Pattie. The search went on for about forty minutes with no luck. The WHITNEY is very busy and has ships waiting to get alongside. We cast off and head for our assigned anchorage.

There was a lot of speculation about what happened to Pattie. The two most popular was that the mid-watch in the Fire Room on the WHITNEY would be dining on squab this night or while the bridge crew was occupied getting alongside the WHITNEY and since we were near land, Pattie simply took her leave and flew away - unnoticed. I subscribe to the latter.

If any of you have access to a FOOTE Cruise Book you will find a picture of Pattie and Frank Nelson on Page 66, second photo down on the right side.
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers; Cartoons by: Gene Schnaubelt)

Freddie John Falgout

2008-04-05T21:23:00.000-07:00

It was August 21, 1937, Raceland, Louisiana native Freddie John Falgout’s 21st birthday. Daily newspapers across America featured Falgout’s name and sometimes his photograph, prominently on their front pages. Falgout, a Seaman First Class on the Cruiser USS AUGUSTA (CA-31), had been killed the day before in Shanghai, China when an anti-aircraft shell fell on the deck where he was sitting. Shrapnel from the shell also injured 17 or 18 other sailors, but none critically.

Falgout’s death aboard the AUGUSTA was the top story on the New York Times front page; his photograph and a picture of the AUGUSTA was featured on the third page.

The United States was not at war, but the AUGUSTA had ventured up the Whangpoo River to Shanghai to help in evacuation of American citizens. Their lives were threatened by escalating battles between defending Chinese forces and the invading Japanese army for control of the internationally important city.

Despite Falgout’s death and the other injuries, the AUGUSTA did not return fire, a New York Times story said, “because the officers were unable to determine whether (the shell) came from an airplane or from Chinese batteries nearby.”

Three American civilians had already died in Shinghai fighting, but Falgout was the first United States military casualty. And, since the Sino-Japanese War raged on for four more years until the attack on Pearl Harbor finally drew this country into World War II, historians acknowledge that Raceland’s Freddie John Falgout was technically the first U.S. military death in what became to be known as WW-II.

Even after it was determined that the fatal shell came from a Japanese anti-aircraft gun, the New York Times reported that President Franklin D. Roosevelt regarded Falgout’s death as “an unfortunate accident, which would not alter the determination of the government to keep the guards and warships in and near Shangai, at least for the present.”

Back in Louisiana, the August 21, 1937 New Orleans Times Picayune front page featured Falgout’s photograph in his Navy uniform, along with a picture of his father, two brothers and two sisters and a photograph of the family’s farm home. An accompanying story was written by Meigs O. Frost.

“Through this town of some 500 souls, on Bayou Lafourche, today, swept like prairie-fire in a dry autumn day the news ‘Fred Falgout, he got shot and killed at Shanghai over in China.”

In October, Falgout was buried with full military honors with an estimated 10,000 people from surrounding parishes attending the funeral. Later the Raceland Veterans of Foreign Wars post was named in his honor.

In the years since, the significance of Falgout’s death has slipped into obscurity, until recently, when Raceland accountant and American Legion officer Murphy Pitre discovered that Falgout’s fiancée, the former Louise St. Germaine, was still living, having married and raised a family in Napoleonville, Louisiana. Pitre and others from the American Legion, supported by the Raceland VFW post that bears Falgout’s name, led a drive to memorialize his death with a monument to be placed at the Lafourche Tourist Information Center on U.S. Highway 90 at Raceland.

Among the stories of Falgout’s death Pitre has collected is an eyewitness account by the dental officer on the AUGUSTA which was published in the October 1978 Sea Combat Magazine. Then Commander C. W. Schantz was interviewed by a writer for the magazine.

“If you haven’t heard it, and many haven’t,” Schantz said, “it is a good story to know.”

“On board the AUGUSTA, discipline and routine set the pace and although the ship and crew stood ready to meet any emergency, the patter of shipboard life was otherwise normal…..”

“The morning of 20 August was typical…At 0520 (5:20 a.m.) two Japanese shells landed fifty yards astern of the AUGUSTA. It was my thought then, my conviction now, that the Japanese, in many instances deliberately practiced ‘near misses’ on all foreign ships in the river.”

“At 1710 (5:10 p.m.) that afternoon, we spotted British troops erecting sandbag barricades on the shore. Two Japanese seaplanes hovered overhead. It seemed to us they were interested in us.”

“Shortly after evening chow, the crew began assembling on the well deck. An open-air movie had been scheduled, epilogue to a day of strenuous duty. Laughter and good-natured ribbing was the order of the evening as enlisted men scrambled for places from which to view the silver screen.”

“There was a sudden, nerve shocking, out-of-nowhere intrusion! A blinding flash! A rush of air! Screams - a low moan!”

“The intrusion was a one-pounder shrapnel shell landing and bursting in the midst of the gathering. Seventeen men were injured. As the smoke cleared, Freddie J. Falgout, S1/c, of Raceland, Louisiana, rose from the bench on which he had been setting. Slowly, as though in a trance, he began walking. Twelve steps. With each step blood spurted from a hole in his heart. He was dead as he walked – the first American blue-jacket to meet death by Japanese gunfire in their current war of world conquest.”

“A catapult silo shielded me from the blast that killed Falgout. A few inches one was or another and the first casualty of World War II, as in World War I, might well have been a dental officer.”

“On the following day, with a grim, tight-lipped crew in attendance, I marked off the stained deck area where Falgout died. With hot silver alloy, the shell-burst scar was preserved, a burning memorial to an American boy, a prophetic forerunner of mass murder to come.”

“The die was cast then in Falgout’s menorial; it was just a matter of time.”

Schantz was clearly unaware of the news accounts of the Shanghai incident; unaware that Freddie John Falgout’s August 20 death aboard the AUGUSTA had been August 21 front-page news across the nation.

“As a news story,” he said, “the death of Falgout was buried in the back pages. Our Navy had an important job to do – the Japanese were ‘so sorry,’ but disclaimed liability for the ‘accident.’ It was a tough ‘accident’ to prove, but not a man aboard the ship accepted the explanation.”

(By: Billy Ellzey)

THE USS FOOTE CONNECTION

Chief Radioman Charles Zobie was one of the “old salts” aboard the destroyer USS FOOTE (DD-511). He joined the Navy on November 11, 1934 and had a fantastic memory for places, events and people. His recollections were legendary and sounded like “who’s who” in the Navy. Zobie believed “a story untold is a story lost forever.”

After radio school, Zobie boarded the ammunition ship, USS NITRO (AE-2) for transportation from the east coast, through the Panama Canal, to the west coast for assignment to the flag on the Cruiser USS LOUISVILLE (CA-28). After Pacific fleet maneuvers in 1936 he crossed the equator for the first time when the LOUISVILLE was en-route to Peru for liberty and recreation.

He was then transferred to the Asiatic Fleet for duty with the flag on the Cruiser USS AUGUSTA (CA-31) - CinCAF (Commander in Chief Asiatic Fleet). While on AUGUSTA, they made a trip to Vladivostok, Russia, then down to Tsingtoo, North China at the outbreak of the Sino-Japanese war.

The AUGUSTA steamed into Shanghai on “Bloody Friday”, August 13, 1937 to help in the evacuation of American citizens. They were accidentally bombed by three Chinese (friendly) bombers, but sustained no damage from the near misses. The AUGUSTA stayed at Shangai for five months during the struggle between the Chinese and Japanese for the city.

It was on August 20, 1937 that shrapnel from an anti-aircraft shell fired by the Japanese fell on the deck of the AUGUSTA killing Freddie J. Falgout, S1/c , Raceland, Louisiana and wounding seventeen other sailors, none critically. So, Freddie was the first member of the U.S. military killed by the Japanese before the declaration of WW-II and I had just had my twelfth birthday and was in the sixth grade.

Zobie was on the controlling radio circuit when the River Gunboat USS PANAY (PR-5) was bombed and sunk by Japanese aircraft, on December 12, 1937, in the Yangtze River and copied her last message before she went down. He was then transferred to Manila for a couple of months shore duty with the flag and it was there he got his orders for duty at the American Embassy in Chungking, China. He traveled across country from Hong Kong to Hangkow by train and from there to Chungking by gunboat.

Zobie and two other radiomen installed and operated the original radio station at the American Embassy in Chungking. He spent nineteen months there during which he experienced sixty-three Japanese bombing raids, eight in one week. The American Ambassador gave Zobie a commendation countersigned by Secretary State, Cordell Hull and Acting Secretary of the Navy, Edison. In addition, when he was transferred back to the states, he received a commendation from Admiral Yarnell, Commander in Chief of the Asaitic Fleet.

The Next ship assignment for Zobie was the USS FOOTE (DD-511), a new Fletcher Class Destroyer. He reported aboard as Chief Radioman in Boston, Massachusetts on December 22, 1942, the day the FOOTE was placed in commission, as one of the oldest crew members and remained on her until she returned to the states after WW-II.

Knowing I was from Louisiana, Chief Zobie told me the story of Freddie J. Falgout’s end at the Cincinnati, Ohio reunion of the FOOTE crew in 1988.

He wondered about the return of Freddie and I promised to look into it since Raceland wasn’t far from Baton Rouge.

After I returned to Baton Rouge, I went to Thibodaux, Louisiana a town on Bayou Lafourche about 15-miles upstream of Raceland and visited the local newspaper. Searching their archives I found their story covering Freddie. Then I went to Raceland and asked a few questions and found out that one of his two sister still lived there. I visited with her, but she was not well, so I didn’t stay long. I visited the cemetery and found Freddie’s above ground vault. As far south in Louisiana as Raceland is most internments are in vaults above ground, due to the water table.

I understand that a monument to honor Freddie was placed at the Tourist Information Center on U.S. Highway 90 at Raceland and dedicated on a bright, hot day in August 2001. Chief Charlie Zobie passed away on December 12, 1991 shortly after the USS FOOTE had their annual reunion in Denver, Colorado.

So, this is the rest of the story.

(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

The Saga of Joe Burt

2008-03-23T17:22:00.000-07:00

William O. Foss, who was Chief Yeoman in the USS FOOTE (DD-511), recalled this story to me 16-years ago. I had heard some details of the incident from people who were involved, but not in this detail and by the main author of the event. I will tell the story as “Willie” Foss told it to me. The Executive Officer on the FOOTE at the time was Lieutenant Max S. Schmidling, USN, a mustang from Minisink Hills, PA. He was a very capable, tough officer, but fair. Here is the story as remembered by Willie:

I liked Max. When I was up for advancement from Second Class to First Class Yeoman, he called me up to his stateroom and said, “Foss, I don’t know whether to make you First Class Yeoman or bust you to Third Class.” “Sir?”, I replied, looking puzzled at the grinning Exec. Then he said, “I know all about the Joe Burt charade.”

The Joe Burt story is about the sailor who wasn’t. If you haven’t heard it or don’t recall it, I’ll try to recap some of the unsavory facts. There are a lot of players in the story, including an Engineering Officer whose name I have forgotten; there were cohorts Frank Forte, Hub Finger, John Gallagher, Gene Schnaubelt, Bill Stone and other shady shipmates I can’t remember.

The FOOTE was in Boston and the Executive Officer, Lt. Max Schmidling, told Chief Yeoman Joe Agnes that the crew would get three days leave - port and starboard sections - and since the Shore Patrol would not accept liberty cards for three day passes, the Yeoman force had to write leave papers for all hands (Approximately 300 sailors). Chief Agnes decided that he was in the first section, so he wrote his own leave papers, had the Exec. sign them and told me I was in charge - then he left the ship. Well, it was a mad scramble. We got the leave papers made out, signed by the Exec. and took them to the O.O.D. (Officer of the Day) and crew members picked them up on the Quarter Deck and beat it ashore post haste.

By supper time most of the first section had gone ashore; those who remained fed their faces first or was still waiting for me to turn out their leave papers. The ship’s office, as you recall, was a regular hang-out for all sorts of characters - few of them Yeomen. Among those lolling around were the Fire Controlmen from across the passageway. I made the brilliant statement that the Exec. Was signing anything I put in front of him without looking at the document. We could give him phony leave papers and he would sign his approval.

Hear! Hear! Instant approval came from the fun lovers and egged on by their enthusiasm, I like the fool I was, set in motion the necessary paperwork. We came up with the name Joe Burt - made him a Fireman First Class - assigned him to the proper division - used a leave address at some shady Main Street number in Norfolk, VA - made up a service record with phony finger prints (real, but from ten different fingers from ten different FOOTE sailors), and so on and so on-----

I placed the bogus leave papers amongst other legitimate leave papers to be signed by the Exec. and sure enough, he signed everything and wished me a nice evening. Phew! Back at the Yeoman’s office, glee exploded from my cohorts. The O.O.D. called out the names on the Quarter Deck and somehow, Joe Burt got his leave papers and left the ship a happy sailor.

Now comes flashbacks - - as the third day of the leave was up, we received a telegram from Burt asking for an extension of his leave. The Exec. told me to grant the extension and I concocted the necessary papers, which he signed and I promptly put in the “burn basket”.

By the way, the Engineering Officer who was in on the charade, accounted for Burt being on leave at every muster. He knew, of course, that Burt was the sailor that wasn’t.

Ship routine goes on. The leave period is over and the ship sails for training off the chilly coast of Maine. As always, some sailors are AWOL (Absent Without Official Leave) - Burt was one of them.

It was so cold and the seas so rough off the coast of Maine it was impossible to have any meaningful training exercises for this green as grass crew - saltwater spray covered the ship in ice. Rough weather caused us to leave some sailors ashore on liberty in Casco Bay unable to get back to the ship heading south for gunnery practice and other training out of warmer Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. Stranded sailors in Maine are told to hitch a ride on anything headed for Guantanamo.

At morning muster Chiefs dutifully list absentees - Burt among them.

When ships began bringing FOOTE stragglers back to the old (DD-511), our beloved Burt is not among them. After being absent for 30-days, Burt is declared a deserter and an Official Deserter Warrant is issued. I prepare the proper documents, the Exec. signs them and I place them in the “burn basket” for destruction, making sure office copies remain on file. I am sweating as I realize how foolish I was - this thing is getting out of control. All sort of things began to run through my mind - falsifying Navy records, Naval prison Portsmouth, etc.

Life goes on - fade to my original mention of Joe Burt.

I did get my promotion, but always felt I was living dangerously. Well, what do you know? One day, many months later, somewhere in the Pacific, now Lieutenant Commander Schmidling shows up in the ship’s office, grinning from ear to ear. He said, “Well, Foss, your friend Joe Burt finally showed up.” Then he shows me an edition of TIME magazine that contained a short item about Lieutenant Junior Grade Joe Burt. Our bogus sailor had come alive and was a real Naval aviator, having shot down a number of Jap planes (My mind was racing - I don’t recall the details - I’m in shock). All I can think is I’m glad I put that Arrest Warrant in the “burn basket”.

Maybe at the next FOOTE reunion you can check some of the other “sources” and get their version of the Joe Burt saga. Looking back, it was a lot of fun.

Written by Wilbur V. Rogers as recounted in 1992 by William O. Foss, Chief Yeoman, USS FOOTE (DD-511).

USS William D.Porter (DD-579)

2007-11-30T14:32:00.000-08:00

There are many stories from WW-II that have not been told and some out there have gotten limited circulation by order, neglect or lack of detail to do the story justice. The story about the ill-fated USS WILLIAM D. PORTER (DD-579) is one of those. Kit Bonner, Naval Historian, researched and wrote this story in the mid-nineties about the Willie Dee.

From November, 1943 until her bizarre loss in June 1945 the American Destroyer USS WILLIAM D. PORTER (DD-579) was often met with the clever greeting, “Don’t shoot, we’re Republicans!” when she entered port or joined other naval ships. The significance of this expression was almost a cult secret of the United States Navy until the story resurfaced and received publicity after a ship’s reunion in 1958.

Almost 64-years ago, the “Willie Dee”, as the WILLIAM D. PORTER was nicknamed, accidentally fired a live torpedo at the Battleship USS IOWA (BB-61) during a practice exercise on November 14, 1943. If this wasn’t bad enough, the IOWA was carrying President Franklin D. Roosevelt, Secretary of State Cordell Hull and all of the country’s highest WW-II military brass to the “Big Three” conference in Cairo and Tehran. President Roosevelt was to meet Stalin of the Soviet Union and Churchill of Great Britain and had the PORTER’S successfully launched torpedo struck the IOWA at the aiming point, the last 64-years of world history might have been quite different. Fortunately, the PORTER’S warning allowed the IOWA to evade the speeding torpedo and historic events carried on as we know them.

The PORTER was one of 175 war built assembly-line Fletcher Class Destroyers. Although much smaller than modern-day destroyers, they were powerful and menacing in their day. They mounted a Main Battery of five dual-purpose 5-inch 38-caliber guns and an assortment of 20-MM and 40-MM anti-aircraft guns, but their main armament consisted of ten 21-inch torpedoes that carried 500-pound warheads.

The PORTER was placed in commission on July 6, 1943 under the command of Lieutenant Commander Wilfred A. Walter, a man on the Navy’s career fast track. In the months before she was assigned to accompany the IOWA across the Atlantic in November 1943, the PORTER’S crew learned their trades, but not without experiencing certain mishaps that set the stage for the “big goof”.

The mishaps began in earnest with the order to escort the pride of the fleet, the big new Battleship USS IOWA (BB-61), to North Africa. The night before it left Norfolk, Virginia the PORTER successfully demolished a nearby sister ship when she backed down the other ship’s side and, with her anchor, tore down railings, a life raft, the Captain’s Gig and various formerly valuable pieces of equipment. The “Willie Dee” suffered merely a slightly scratched anchor, but her career of mayhem and destruction had begun.

The next event occurred just 24-hourd later. The four-ship convoy, consisting of the IOWA and her secret passengers, the PORTER and two other destroyers, was under strict instruction to maintain complete radio silence, since they were going through a known U-boat feeding ground where speed and silence were the first defense. Suddenly, a tremendous explosion rocked the convoy and all the ships commenced anti-submarine maneuvers. The maneuvers continued until the PORTER sheepishly admitted that one of depth charges had fallen off the stern and detonated in the rough sea. The safety had not been set as instructed. Captain Walter’s fast track career was fast becoming sidetracked.

Shortly after this incident a freak wave in the heavy seas inundated the PORTER, stripping everything that wasn’t lashed down and washing a man overboard who was never found. Next the Engine Room lost power from one of its boilers. During all these events Captain Walter had to make reports almost hourly to the IOWA on the “Willie Dee’s” difficulties. At this point, it would have been merciful for the Force Commander to detach the hard luck ship and send her back to Norfolk.

But. This didn’t happen. The morning of November 14, 1943 dawned with moderate seas and pleasant weather. The IOWA and her escorts were just east of Bermuda when the President and his guest wanted to see how the big ship would defend herself against an air attack, so the IOWA launched a number of weather balloons to use as anti-aircraft targets. Seeing more than 100 guns shooting at the balloons was exciting and the President was duly proud of his Navy. Just as proud as the Chief of Naval Operations, Admiral Ernest J. King, large in size and by demeanor, a true monarch of the seas. Disagreeing with him meant the end of a Naval career. Up to this time no one knew what firing a torpedo at him would mean.

Over on the “Willie Dee” Captain Walter watched the display with admiration and envy - thinking about career redemption and breaking the hard luck spell. He sent his impatient crew to battle stations and they began to shoot down the balloons that, missed by the IOWA, had drifted into the PORTER’S vicinity.

Down on the torpedo mounts the PORTER crew watched, waited and prepared to take practice shots at the big battleship, which, even at 6,000-yards, seemed to blot out the horizon. Torpedoman Lawton Dawson and Tony Fazio were among those responsible for the torpedoes and for ensuring that the primers (small explosive charges that launched the torpedoes) were installed during actual combat and removed during practice. Dawson, unfortunately, forgot to remove the primer from Torpedo Tube Number Three.

Up on the bridge a new Torpedo Officer ordered the simulated firing and commanded, “Fire One”, “Fire Two” and finally “Fire Three”. There was no “Fire Four”. The sequence was interrupted by a whoooosssshhhh----the unmistakable sound made by a successfully armed and launched torpedo.

Lieutenant H. Seward Lewis, who witnessed the entire event, later described what hell would look like if it ever broke loose. Just after he saw the torpedo hit the water on its way to the IOWA, where some of the most prominent figures in world history stood, he innocently asked Captain Walter, “Did you give permission to fire a torpedo”?

Captain Walter uttered something akin to, “Hell, no. I, I, I, iii, aaa, iiiii ---- what???? Not exactly in keeping with some other Naval quotes, like John Paul Jones’s, “I have not yet begun to fight”, or even Civil War era Rear Admiral David Glasgow Farragut’s, “Damn the torpedoes----full speed ahead!” although the latter would have been appropriate.

The next five minutes aboard the “Willie Dee” were pandemonium. Everyone raced around shouting conflicting instructions and attempting to warn IOWA of imminent danger. First, a flashing light attempted a warning about the torpedo, but indicated the wrong direction. Next, the PORTER signaled that she was going in reverse at full speed.

Despite the strictly enforced radio silence, it was finally decided to notify the IOWA by TBS (Transmission Between Ships). The radio operator on the PORTER yelled, “Lion, (code word for the IOWA) Lion, come right -- Lion, come right!” The IOWA operator, more concerned about improper radio procedure, requested that the offending operator identify himself first. Finally, the message was received and the IOWA began turning to avoid the speeding torpedo.

Meantime, on the IOWA’S bridge word of the torpedo firing had reached President Roosevelt. He only wanted to see the torpedo and asked that his wheelchair be moved to the railing. The IOWA began evasive maneuvers and trained all guns on the PORTER. There was some thought that the PORTER was part of an assassination plot. Within moments of the warning a thunderous explosion occurred behind the IOWA. The torpedo had been detonated by the wash kicked up by the battleship’s increased speed. The crisis was over and so were some careers. Captain Walter’s final utterance to the IOWA was in response to a question about the origin of the torpedo. His answer was a weak, “We did it”. Shortly thereafter, the new state-of-the-art destroyer, her ambitious Captain and seemingly fumbling crew were placed under arrest and sent to Bermuda for trial. It was the first time in the history of the United States Navy that an entire ship and her crew had been arrested. The PORTER was surrounded by Marines when it docked in Bermuda and was held there for several days as the closed-session inquiry attempted to find out what happened.

The outcome was delayed a couple of days until Torpedoman Dawson finally confessed to having inadvertently left the primer in the Number Three Torpedo Tube, which caused the launch. Just after the torpedo left its tube Dawson had thrown the primer case over the side to conceal his mistake. The truth was eventually pried out of him and the inquiry drew to a close. The whole incident was chalked up to an incredible set of circumstances and placed under a cloak of secrecy.

That is not to say the Navy took no action. Captain Walter and several PORTER officers and sailors eventually found themselves in obscure shore assignments and Dawson was sentenced to 14-years at hard labor. President Roosevelt intervened, however, and asked that no punishment be meted out as the near disaster had been an accident.

The PORTER next found herself in the upper Aleutians on patrol. It was probably thought that the Aleutians was as safe a place as any for the destroyer and those around her. But, before being reassigned to another area in the Pacific, she accidentally lobbed a 5-inch shell into the front yard of the local American Base Commandant.

When the PORTER later joined other ships off Okinawa the destroyer did distinguish herself by shooting down a variety of Japanese aircraft and, reportedly, three American planes. She was generally greeted by, “Don’t shoot, we’re Republicans” and the crew of the “Willie Dee” had become accustomed to the ribbing. However, the crew members of a sister ship, the USS LUCE (DD-522), were not so polite in their greeting after the PORTER accidentally riddled her side and superstructure with gunfire.

On June 10, 1945 the hard luck ship met her end. A Japanese “VAL”, constructed almost entirely of wood and canvas, slipped through her defenses. As it had very little metal surface the plane was not unlike our present-day stealth planes. It did not register on radar. A fully loaded Kamikaze, the plane headed for a ship near the PORTER, but at the last moment, veered away and crashed alongside the unlucky PORTER. There was a sigh of relief as the plane sank out of sight without exploding. Unfortunately, it then blew up underneath the destroyer and opened up the ship’s hull in the worse possible location.

Three hours later the last man, the Captain, jumped to the safety of a rescue vessel, leaving the ship that almost changed the face of the world and national politics to slip stern first into 2,500-feet of water. Miraculously, not a single soul was lost in the sinking. It was almost as if the ship that had been so unlucky chose to let her crew live. The saga of the USS WILLIAM D. PORTER (DD-579) was over.

Ever so often the crew of the hapless “Willie Dee” gather in reunion and remember their ill-fated ship. They remember the good times, and now, some 64-years later, the notorious torpedo incident elicits amusement rather the heart-wrenching embarrassment it caused in November 1943.

(Thanks to Kit Bonner, Naval Historian)

Home Sweet Home (September 1945)

2007-08-04T17:18:00.000-07:00

I had spent some time getting my seabag supplied with just enough clothes to comply with the Navy uniform of the day requirements because I hope to retire this “monkey suit” in the near future.

The latter part of August was spent in endless mornings assemblies on the parade grinder at Farragut for muster and presentation of awards, but the afternoons were usually free. I made one liberty to Spokane - really, nothing there and it was a waste of time.

Finally, I got my leave orders and the clock started running on my thirty days plus eight days travel time on September 2nd (VJ-Day). I had to go back to Spokane, Washington from Farragut, Idaho to catch the Great Northern Railway to Chicago, Illinois. Going back to Spokane was the wrong direction to go home, but fortunately it was only a two hour bus ride.

At the train station in Spokane, I was able to purchase a ticket all the way home with only two train changes. The Great Northern would take me across Montana, North Dakota, Minnesota down to Chicago; then a change to the Missouri Pacific south to Little Rock, Arkansas and finally, the Rock Island (one day coach plus a mail/freight car - the “Doodle Bug” ) to Jonesboro, Louisiana (Home).

My 78-year old father met me at the train station and we walked the length of Main Street with him stopping in front of every store and announcing to clerks and customers alike, “you’ll come see - my baby is home.” In five minutes time I was reduced from a returning salty combat veteran to my father’s baby. Only today (at age 82-years) do I look back and realize how profound that was. I was the first and the youngest of four boys in the family to come home from the service. By the time we got to the west end of Main Street, to catch the Mill Bus home, everyone in town knew I was back.

It didn’t take me long to learn that Ona Vee was still in town - most of the girls her age had gone to the city - Shreveport or Monroe - to work, so I called her and made a date. We had known each other all our lives - she sat behind me in the first grade and we had dated occasionally over the years. On one of our earliest dates in grade school I pumped her to a birthday party on my bicycle.

I hadn’t been home very long before I decided I needed a little more time to cultivate my relationship with Onnie. My leave orders directed me to report back to the Navy Receiving Station in Seattle, Washington at the conclusion of my thirty day leave plus eight days travel time. So, I sent a telegram to the Seattle Receiving Station requesting a ten day extension. A few days later I got a telegram granting my request.

That forty days at home definitely set the tone for the rest of my life. By the end of my leave Onnie and I had made some firm plans for the future.

The government had announced a couple of programs for returning service personnel . One program provided for a government payment of $20 a week for 52 weeks as a transitional payment until the veteran found employment. It immediately got the name of “The 52/20 Club”. I wasn’t interested in that, but there was a program called the “G.I. Bill of Rights” that financed a college education and paid you $75 a month living expenses if you were single, $90 if you were married and $120 a month for a married couple with a child. Now, this was something I was interested in - it would fit very nicely into my plans for the future. All I have to do now is get out of this man’s Navy.

My leave time ended far too soon and it was time for me to start the journey to Seattle, Washington. So, on October 16th I boarded the afternoon train going north out of Jonesboro and essentially reversed my route home from Spokane, Washington, except on this trip I would end up in Seattle, Washington at the Navy Receiving Station.

On the trip west through North Dakota we ran into some heavy snow and pretty cold weather, but we would make it to Seattle on time.

I reported in at the Navy Receiving Station with barely five hours to spare - cutting it pretty close. I really had no duties except to check the “draft board” every day to see what they had planned for me next. I had enough “points” (Length of service plus overseas service.) to get out or they could discharge me based on my “minority enlistment” (Enlisted at 17-years of age with parental consent.) or worst nightmare, they could keep me until I was 21-years old under the terms of the “minority enlistment”. Surely the Navy wouldn’t do that - I think they will discharge me based on my “points” or convenience of the government. Whatever, lets get moving.

I had a brother stationed in Seattle as Flight Operation Officer assigned to the 13th Naval District, so I was able to spend some time with he and his wife at their home. Not bad duty, but I had other plans. I was advised that the Navy V-12 Program had been terminated and I would be placed in line for release from the Naval Service.

On November 17th I received orders to report to the Naval Training and Discharge Center, Shoemaker, California - about 700-miles south, just a short bus ride east of Oakland, California. I don’t know why the Navy couldn’t have let me stay home when I was on leave and just mail me a discharge - that would be too simple - we have to do it the Navy way.

It was cold and misting rain when I arrived at Shoemaker. This place must have been built in a lake they drained - there were elevated board walkways between buildings and the “head” was located in a separate building accommodating several 50-man barracks. Each barracks had an oil-burning furnace in the middle of the building - if your double deck bunk was close to the furnace you were uncomfortably hot and if it was very far away you had to sleep clothed to keep from freezing. It was a miserable place - a light, cold rain seemed to fall all the time. The idea was to get your name on a draft going to your home Naval District for separation from the service. Until your name appeared on a draft you were generally free to go on liberty into Oakland or San Francisco, but you needed to be back every morning to check the draft board.

We were well into December before my name appeared on a transportation draft to New Orleans. Once your name appears on a draft, there was no more leaving the base, you got up at 5:00 AM every morning for breakfast and reported to the “Draft Shed” at 7:00 AM with all your gear ready to travel. The “Draft Shed” was a large covered area with no sides, but a nice warm glassed-in office in the center manned by some very obnoxious Navy “lifers”. You stood or sat in a very crowded (Usually about 500 sailors with their seabags.) condition under the “Draft Shed” and froze while you waited for your draft number to be called over the public address system. If you were lucky, and your draft number was called, you boarded a waiting bus to start your journey - you waited until about noon and if your number wasn’t called, you were released until the next morning when the protocol was repeated.

This went on for about ten days - I’m not going to leave the Navy with happy memories. But, finally, that day came when they called my draft number and I boarded that nice warm bus and headed for the train station.

Our train was a troop train that surely saw its glory days during World War One. There was a mail car with sliding side doors that had been hastily converted to a rolling galley. At meal time the occupants of one passenger car at a time was allowed to go back to the galley car and get their meal and bring it back to their seat to eat. A receptacle was positioned at the end of each passenger car to collect anything that was left over plus the disposable serving box.

We traveled south to Los Angeles and then on the Southern Pacific tracks to New Orleans. Apparently the train had the lowest priority, because it seemed to sit on a side track about half the time. But, the weather was warmer and we were going home.

After six days on this torture train we arrived in New Orleans on the day after Christmas and went through another physical and some lectures on benefits. Finally, I got my discharge on December 28th and caught a bus for the 250-mile ride to the north central part of the state and home. Now, to begin the remainder of my life.

Louisiana Tech was on a trimester schedule and a new session would begin in April. If I could get all the paperwork done that was required by the Veterans Administration G.I. Bill I would enter their School of Engineering.
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

From Panama to New York (October 1945)

2007-06-10T20:08:00.000-07:00

The FOOTE got underway at 1100 on October 8th in accordance with orders of ComPanSeaFron (Commander Panama Sea Frontier) and entered Miraflores Locks at 1251 - departed Miraflores Locks at 1330. We dropped the anchor at 1650 in the anchorage basin waiting for the Gatun Locks to be cleared by the ships ahead. The Foote weighed anchor and entered Gatun Locks at 1920 - cleared Gatun Locks at 2017 and proceeded to Berth 1-B, Coco Solito and moored port side to USS CONVERSE (DD-509) at 2117.

The Panama Canal Zone cuts across the narrowest section of the Central American Isthmus. The Zone was created in 1903 by a treaty signed between Panama and the United States. According to this treaty, the Zone remains Panamanian soil, but the United States holds, in perpetuity, the use of and the right to act as sovereign within the 10-mile wide and 50-mile long strip of land. The original price paid to Panama was $10-million plus a yearly rental. Thirty-six thousand United States citizens live in the Zone, which has a population of 45,000. The Canal Zone is administered by a Governor who is appointed by the Secretary of the Army. The Governor is directly responsible for Zone affairs to the U.S. President. The Governor is traditionally an officer of the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers - the Corps originally supervised the digging of the Canal.

The FOOTE crew has one more hurdle before returning to the States safely - that is liberty in Panama. We received on board an additional 27 passengers from the 15th Naval District for transportation to New York.

On October 10th there was a news report that an incredible 110-year old edition of the New York Daily Mirror newspaper of 1835 has been found with an anonymous editorial predicting that gunpowder eventually will become obsolete and a powerful new destructive force will be developed capable of killing a million people in an hour. Other predictions include stratosphere flying in pressurized cabins, a huge bridge will be built across the Hudson River and New York City’s population will be over 10-million, all by the year 2000. CBS announced today they had achieved a television miracle. They told the FCC that they sent a color television signal from the Chrysler Building across town to the CBS Building. They said the color was bright and the picture clear. CBS expects to publicly demonstrate color television next year.

Men’s wool and camel-hair top coats are selling for $48.25 at Macy and men’s Oxford shirts at Franklin Simon’s are $2.50.

In accordance with CinClant (Commander in Chief Atlantic) Dispatch 022039 Task Force and Task Group designations of this force are changed to Task Force 62 and Task Group 62.1 at midnight of October 11, 1945. Forget all the paper work, let’s go home.

The FOOTE got underway at 0528 on October 12th in accordance with CTF-62 Dispatch 110432, as a unit of Task Group 62.1 in company with Task Force 62 en route from Coco Solo, Canal Zone to New York City, via the Windward Passage - the last leg of a voyage that started a half world away. At 1445 the USS RANGER (CV-4) and USS MISSISSIPPI (BB-41) left the formation to proceed to New Orleans, Louisiana for Navy Day celebration.

The Task Force is steaming across the Gulf of Mexico on a course that will generously clear the Florida Keys and put us in the Atlantic Ocean. The first night underway in the Gulf of Mexico the Task Force sailed under low patches of clouds, a moderate sea and after about 2000, a bright moon diffusing its light through the clouds.

The crew’s feelings and actions covered the full range of emotions - they were trying to adjust to the thoughts and dreams of the future. First, they must adjust to the fact that they really have a future and it’s not just a dream, but reality - a life to live in peace, with wives, families and friends. There is a lot to think about and the thoughts are all beautiful and deeply satisfying.
With the moonlight, we could see the other ships in the formation slashing along - the water passing between us like a 16-knot river and to know our course was taking us home was nothing short of pure joy.

On October 13th the morning light and evening twilight are perfect, with the first magnitude stars bright points of light, each by itself very clear, blue-gray dusk, the horizon a clean, ruled line between sea and sky - during the night, as we pass the Florida keys, we find the Atlantic is calm and pleasant. We are able to pick up many stateside radio stations now without any difficulty.

We are steaming north with Grand Bahama abeam to starboard. At 1735 on October 14th the USS McKEE (DD-575), USS GRAYSON (DD-435), USS KENDRICK (DD-612) and USS MULLANY (DD-528) were detached from this Task Force and are proceeding to Charleston, South Carolina for Navy day.

Washington, D.C. announces that 4.75-million men will be out of the service by year’s end. It has been announced that secret railroad car, #140, that was used by President Roosevelt and then by President Truman, contained equipment for telephone calls anywhere in the United States and radio-teletype with unbreakable code transmission at 100 words per minute. Those transmissions could be sent around the world and they also had the capability to send and receive messages from ships at sea.

Admiral William F. “Bull” Halsey was standing on the bridge of the Battleship USS SOUTH DAKOTA (BB-57), as his Third Fleet steamed into San Francisco Bay today while over 100,000 people looked on and cheered. I hope San Francisco can survive the onslaught of sailors on their first Liberty in months - in some cases, years.

With the lifting of all priorities on airlines, all flights are booked solid. Delivery on surplus C-54’s by the Army will increase capacity from the DC-3’s 21-passengers to 44-passengers. When the Douglas DC-6 is delivered the capacity will be 52-passengers.

The incredible Byron Nelson continues his domination of golf by winning the $10,000 Seattle Open.

On October 15th the Task Force is steaming north at 16-knots and at 1346 Task Unit 62.1.4, composed of the USS IDAHO (BB-42), USS RICHMOND (CL-9), USS CHARLES AUSBURNE (DD-570), USS CLAXTON (DD-571), USS DYSON (DD-572) and USS CONVERSE (DD-509) left the formation en route to Norfolk, Virginia for Navy Day. At 1348, Task Unit 62.1.2, composed of USS NEW MEXICO (BB-40), USS NORTH CAROLINA (BB-55), USS CONCORD (CL-10), USS JOHN RODGERS (DD-574) and USS HARRISON (DD-573) left the formation en route to Boston, Massachusetts to observe Navy Day.

Task Force 62 is now composed of USS ENTERPRISE (CV-6), USS BATAAN (CVL-29), USS WASHINGTON (BB-56), USS PORTLAND (CA-33), USS ZELLARS (DD-777), USS YOUNG (DD-580), USS DOUGLAS H. FOX (DD-779), USS AULICK (DD-569), USS STERETT (DD-407), USS MURRAY (DD-576) and USS FOOTE (DD-511).

At 1610 on October 16th the USS WASHINGTON (BB-56) and USS MURRAY (DD-576) left the formation and proceeded to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania for Navy Day observance. The remainder of Task Force 62 passed Barnegat Inlet Light at 0200 - bearing 267-Degrees True, distance approximately 22-miles. The FOOTE is steering various courses and speeds to take position in special column to enter port at New York. At 0315, execute signal to enter port - on station 500-yards astern of AULICK. Passed Navesink Light abeam to port at 0447, distance 10-miles. Passing between Buoys #17 and #18 at 0543 - Captain took the conn. Set the Anchor Detail at 0549. At 0628 the FOOTE anchored in New York Harbor off Tompkins in 9-fathoms of water with 25-fathoms of chain to the port anchor - awaiting orders to proceed. Weigh anchor and got underway at 0731 in accordance with verbal orders. Captain has the conn - Navigator on the bridge - using various courses and speeds through the channel. Passed Robin Light abeam to port - distance 1250-yards. Passed the STATUE of LIBERTY abeam to port - distance approximately 150-yards.

At 0841 the tug W. F. DAIZELL came alongside to starboard with the pilot. Pilot J. B. Doran came aboard and took the conn. At 0918 the FOOTE moored port side to Pier #42 New York City, New York. THE FOOTE IS HOME.

All enlisted passengers and ship’s company eligible for discharge were transferred ashore pursuant to ALNAV 252-45 (All Navy) directive. One hundred seventy-one enlisted personnel were transferred to the Receiving Station at Pier-92, New York City for further transfer to various Personnel Centers for discharge from the Naval Service. The process of making civilians out of these warriors began as former comrades scattered to all corners of the United States where they would change the fabric of society for generations to come. Some of the FOOTE’s officers, officer passengers and special rates left the ship with their individual orders.

The ship remained tied up to Pier #42, North River, New York City for the next week. Captain W. B. Moore, USN, relieved Captain H. H. McIlhenny, USN, as Commander of Destroyer Division 46 (DesDiv-46) on 20 October 1945. CONVERSE remains the flag ship.

The FOOTE cast off all lines and got underway at 1408 on October 26th in accordance with ComTHREE letter Serial DHQ-5, A71(45) of 15 October 1945 and proceeded to Anchorage #17, North River for Navy Day ceremonies.

Anchored in the North River, New York City on October 27th the FOOTE rendered a 21-gun salute to the President of the United States to celebrate Navy Day. President Truman was reviewing the fleet from the decks of the USS RENSHAW (DD-499). This would be the last time the guns of the USS FOOTE (DD-511) would be fired.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt’s cartoon.)
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

The Great Circle Route (September 1945)

2007-05-31T21:50:00.000-07:00

The Task Force is steaming the great circle route to Pearl Harbor, Territory of Hawaii. With 421 people aboard about all you can do is ride, sleep and stand in the chow line. It offers a good opportunity to reflect back over the three years and nine months since the war began.

One can not help but think about a few “what ifs” that certainly would have changed the timely conclusion of the war in the Pacific.

What if the U.S. aircraft carriers had not been at sea, but had been in Pearl Harbor and put out of action like the battleships on Battleship Row? The United States would have lost control of the entire Pacific for many crucial months - maybe years. The Japs could have captured the Hawaiian Islands and operated with impunity off the West Coast of the United States. Their only concern would be attack by land-based aircraft until new carriers were constructed on the East Coast.

What if the Japs, quite apart from not finding the carriers at Pearl Harbor, had fully executed their plan and carried out the intended third strike on Oahu? They could have destroyed not only the United States ships and aircraft, but also their bases and petroleum supplies.
What if the American cryptographers had not cracked the Japanese Naval code before the crucial sea battles at Coral Sea and Midway so U.S. Naval commanders knew the Jap plans and intended movements?

What if the American carriers had been sunk by superior Japanese forces in the Coral Sea or in the Central Pacific at battle of Midway?

What if the quite, courageous and unassuming Rear Admiral Raymond Spruance in USS ENTERPRISE (CV-6) had not planned and guessed right at the Battle of Midway - destroying the main Japanese carrier force that had attacked Pearl Harbor.

What if the Japs, instead of spreading their resources too thin, had put all their superior forces into the Solomons campaign?

What if the Japs had employed more suicide tactics early in the war, for instance in the South and Central Pacific?

What if the Japs had been given time to develop their atomic capability? That is the scariest scenario of all.

What if the United States had not developed and dropped the atomic bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki?

What if we had to invade the Japanese home islands with conventional forces? The resulting cost in human life on both sides staggers the imagination.

For the United States the war in the Pacific was a life or death struggle against an enigmatic enemy - one that approached war with barbaric will to win and a total disregard for the lives of their military.

All this is pretty thoughtful stuff and bears some reflection in more deliberate times, but peace is here, so we must look ahead and plan the rest of our lives.

It is September 12th and Task Force-11 continues steaming en route to Pearl Harbor. The weather has gotten better - the seas are relatively smooth. With 421 people on a ship that accommodates only 331 (max.) it seems that bodies are everywhere - little attempt is made to do any work. We don’t need to fight - all we need to do is keep this old bucket headed home and the “snipes” will see to that. With the weather getting warmer and the seas giving us a dry ride - quite a few of the crew have a topside space staked out for sleeping and generally just planning for the future - and, sharing those plans with anyone who will listen.

We just finished six days of steady, monotones steaming that would be very boring if this old ship wasn’t headed state-side. It seems we spend about half our time standing in the chow line - what a difference 90 extra people makes.

On Saturday, September 15th we heard our first U.S. radio station - Kelly Car Company from Los Angeles. Walter Reuther, of the United Auto Workers CIO, says a strike fund of $4-million has been set aside to make General Motors a test case in demands for a 30% wage increase. The radio newscast reports that General MaxArthur has put tight censorship on Jap news sources and says that Japan can not think of itself as an equal, but as a defeated enemy. Right on Mac.
On September 16th (Sunday) we crossed the 180th meridian - had two Sundays in a row - fried chicken both days - those chickens were half as old as some of the crew. Charlie Zobie, Chief Radioman, had two birthdays and celebrated both of them. Sammy Snead won the Southwest Invitational Golf Tournament and collected $2,000 in War Bonds for his efforts.

Yugoslavia leaders submitted today ( September 18th), in London at the Foreign Ministers Conference, their demands for Trieste, Fiume and other Italian territory. The U.S. Army announced today they expect to release 840,000 troops by Christmas.

All labor unions in the States appear to be “strike happy”. CIO Oil Workers have gone on strike, idling about 200,000 workers. Senator Richard Russell, of Georgia, is demanding that Japanese Emperor Hirohito be tried as a war criminal.

Everyone is up early on September 20th because today we arrive in Pearl Harbor. At 1205 the command ship directs the screen to form a column astern of the main body of larger ships for the entrance into the harbor. The Captain has the conn, the Navigator is on the bridge, and the FOOTE is steering various courses and speeds to maintain a good looking column as we enter the U.S. Naval Anchorage. At 1740 we moored port side to CLAXTON in Berth X-Ray 23. At 1748 KIMBERLEY moored starboard side to CLAXTON.

It is announced that there will be two section liberty while the ship is in Pearl Harbor. At 2230 the FOOTE transferred four MK-15, Mod. 1 and six MK-15, Mod. 3 torpedoes to DesPac Torpedo Shop, Pearl Harbor.

We are getting all the latest news from the local radio stations. Nearly three fourths of Japan’s Army has been demobilized in one half the allotted time. General MacArthur says the war criminal trials will start soon and the Japanese Army will be abolished by October 15th.

On September 22nd 47 enlisted passengers were transferred to the Staging Center, Pearl Harbor, for further transportation to the West Coast for discharge from the Naval Service.
It is reported on the local radio stations that contrary to popular belief, Kamikaze Pilots could turn back if it wasn’t possible to cause substantial damage to a target. They would then be sent on another suicide mission. All Kamikaze Pilots who did not come back were promoted two grades. Big deal. General MacArthur says Japan is doomed, never again to be a world power, militarily or commercially. (Shows how much he knew.) Today, former P.O.W., General Jonathan Wainwright called the Japanese savages. He should know. Emperor Hirohito says he is now for peace and blames his War Minister, Tojo, for the war - sounds to me like he is trying to save his hide.

The FOOTE received on board five officers passengers and forty enlisted passengers from Receiving Station, Pearl Harbor, for further transportation to the East Coast for discharge - ending up with just two less than when we left Okinawa.

At 0700 the word is passed to make all preparations for getting underway. At 0825 we cast off all lines and got underway for Balboa, Panama Canal Zone, in company with Task Group Eleven Point Six. The Commander of Task Group, (CTG-11.6) is Vice Admiral F. C. Sherman, USN, USS ENTERPRISE (CV-6), flagship; in accordance Commander of Task Force restricted Movement Order #232042. Ships of this Task Group are designated for forward routing to the Atlantic Coast for disembarkation of passengers and for deployment to various ports for Navy Day celebration. Ships in company are: USS ENTERPRISE (CV-6), USS MONTEREY (CVL-26), USS BATAAN (CVL-29), USS IDAHO (BB-42), (CTU-11.6.2), USS MISSISSIPPI (BB-41), USS NORTH CAROLINA (BB-55), USS NEW MEXICO (BB-40), USS PORTLAND (CA-33), (CTU-11.6.3), USS KENDRICK (DD-612), USS STERETT (DD-407), USS GRAYSON (DD-435), USS MULLANY (DD-528), USS MURRY (DD-576), USS HARRISON (DD-573), USS JOHN RODGERS (DD-574), (CDS-25 and CTU-11.6.4), Screen Commander; USS McKEE (DD-575), USS YOUNG (DD-580), USS AULICK (DD-569), USS CONVERSE (DD-509), (CDD-46); USS CHARLES AUSBURNE (DD-570), (CDS-23); USS CLAXTON (DD-571), USS DYSON (DD-572), and USS FOOTE (DD-511). The ships were formed in cruising disposition 5RS. Speed of advance is 16-knots - steaming on the Great Circle Route from Hawaii to Panama Canal Zone. The estimated time of arrival at Balboa, Panama is 0700 Monday, October 8, 1945.

The FOOTE is steaming toward the country of her birth. Her crew is living in a kind of golden aura of happiness, suffused with joyous awareness that the war is actually over and they are on their way home. Navy Reserve sailors most, civilians before the war and shortly to be civilians again and looking forward to meeting ashore to eat, drink and enjoy the homecoming together. Some are even talking about a reunion sometime in the future.

We got out of Okinawa at the right time. We are getting more detailed reports on the damage by the typhoon that hit Okinawa on September 16th. It was big in area and fierce in force with winds of 130-knots (about 150-miles per hour). The destruction caused by the storm was awesome. Around the rim of Buckner Bay scores of vessels of all sorts and sizes have been blown onto the beach. Masts have been sheared off and superstructures of all the ships have been damaged. The surface of the bay is littered with logs, trees and the ruins of buildings. Ashore, structures were leveled and military vehicles lay in grotesque positions. Word from the command ashore is the island is completely paralyzed. The FOOTE’s luck is still holding - we got out just in time.

The hardest thing for everyone to get accustomed to is how brightly lit all the ships are
at night. John Gallagher, Chief Fire Controlman, remarked that he hoped all the Japanese submarine commanders got the word the war is over. Don’t even think about it.
An unprecedented meeting took place yesterday in Tokyo when Emperor Hirohito, with his top hat on, called on General Douglas MacArthur for a 40-minute visit.

Looking back over the entire war - worldwide - it was a tragic waste of human and national resources for every country involved. It was fought with the cost of four trillion dollars and 40-million lives. The global war that ended with Japan signing the surrender instrument aboard the USS MISSOURI (BB-63) on Sunday morning September 2, 1945 was without doubt the greatest tragedy in human history. Never in the past had civilian populaces been scourged by such cruel punishment as was inflicted upon them in this conflict by invasion, starvation and genocide. Never in history had armed forces waged campaigns of such scope or fought battle as furious with weapons as devastating.

The United States losses were relatively light compared with those suffered by Allied powers and enemy powers. Although the United States battle deaths did not approach the millions lost by Russia, Germany, China and Japan, the American death toll of 293,000 was sufficiently grievous.

The United States Navy’s losses were proportionately high. Ship losses, for the U.S., from all causes during WW-II included 2 Battleships, 5 Aircraft Carriers, 6 Escort Carriers, 7 Heavy Cruisers, 3 Light Cruisers, 71 Destroyers, 11 Destroyer Escorts, 52 Submarines and several hundred other vessels of various types. The Pacific War cost the Japanese 11 Battleships, 15 Aircraft Carriers, 5 Escort Carriers, 36 Heavy & Light Cruisers, 126 Destroyers, approximately 130 Submarines and innumerable vessels of various types. The Japanese started the war with the world’s third largest Navy. When they sued for peace, the entire Imperial Navy was strewn across the bottom of the Pacific from the Aleutians to Australia, from Australia to the Philippines and from the Philippines to Tokyo Bay.

By September 28th we are getting a steady flow of news from the states and it is posted on the bulletin board several times a day. That is a popular place for all the crew and passengers. In China, a victory bonus has been declared for all soldiers equal to $1.50 in American money. Stateside, the Director of Economic Stabilization says the legal minimum wage of 40-cents per hour should be raised to 65-cents and up to 75-cents in two years. The New York Giants have signed Manager/Player Mel Ott to a five year contract.

The ship’s radio picked up a report that 62-year old Admiral “Bull” Halsey will retire soon. And, Irving Berlin has been honored for “God Bless America” as the best wartime song. Hank Greenberg hit a “Grand Slam” homer giving the Tigers a win over the St. Louis Browns and the American League title. They will meet the National League champs, Chicago Cubs coached by Charlie Grimm, in the World Series. Canadian Prime Minister, Mackenzie King, has recommended Vancouver Island as the United Nations headquarters. Tonight’s radio shows include Amos and Andy, Jo Stafford and The Bob Hope Show.

The end of September comes and the weather is getting a little warmer every day as we get closer to the Canal Zone.

There is considerable “gaming” going on aboard ship - I figure by the time the ship arrives in New York five guys will have all the money aboard.

Maybe there will be mail waiting for the ship in Balboa, Panama. Sailor’s letters seem to arrive in bunches, or not at all. The ship sometimes goes weeks without mail then hits port where several sacks are waiting - then at “mail call” you will hear your name called several times.

You hurry away to your own little secluded place on the ship and arrange the envelopes in a stack, by cancellation date - reading the oldest letter first. Letters with pictures were a special treat. Most people don’t realize how much the sailor aches for pictures from home. I guess snapshots were their assurance that the things and the people so dear to them are still there and just the way they remember them. All those things that seem so far away in letters will be real in our lives in the near future.

On October 2nd about mid-morning the FOOTE left her screening position and moved up to the starboard quarter of the battleship USS MISSISSIPPI (BB-41) to take on fuel. The MISSISSIPPI was with the Atlantic Fleet on Neutrality Patrol through 1941 and missed the Pearl Harbor attack. After the FOOTE topped off her tanks she returned to her position in the screen.

There is just monotones steaming with the speed of advance maintained at 16-knots for the next three days. The soft coal strike in the states is spreading. A longshoreman strike has paralyzed the port of New York. Phone service in all 48 states was interrupted today. Just returned veterans trying to call home resent the 100,000 communication workers involved. Over 2,700 west coast drivers for Greyhound Bus walked off their jobs stranding some returning veterans. These people are not endearing themselves to the returning service man trying to get home. There are now over 200 strikes in the U.S. involving well over a half million workers nationwide.

General MacArthur has abolished the Japanese secret police and eliminated all restrictions on freedom of speech and religion. Admiral Chester Nimitz who led the Pacific Fleet to victory received a thunderous welcome in Washingtom, D.C. He was honored with a huge parade - 1,000 planes flying overhead. He spoke at the Washington Monument and was greeted by a joint session of Congress.

Emerson Radio has a $25 portable radio ready for market with no outside wires or antenna and equipped with new tube development. Maytag is coming out with a new product line including an automatic clothes washer, automatic clothes dryer and an electric food freezer. The U.S. government has goals for 40% to 50% increase in civilian goods in the next twelve months.
Thirteen Civil War Veterans have met in Columbus, Ohio this week. Their ages ranged from 96 to 102.

At 1548 on October 6th the USS WASHINGTON (BB-56), USS DOUGLAS H. FOX (DD-779) and USS ZELLERS (DD-777) joined this Task Force.

Survivors of six U.S. Submarines lost in the war have been found in Japanese prison camps. Fred Allen is back on the radio after a year and Maureen O’Hara has been signed for a 1946 production of “Sinbad the Sailor” with Douglas Fairbanks.

The crew is up very early today (October 8th) for the arrival at the Canal Zone. At 0300 all ships in the Task Force formed in column astern of flagship ENTERPRISE in preparation to enter the harbor at Balboa, Canal Zone. Bona Light was sighted at 0410 and the Task Force entered Panama Bay and anchored at 0657 awaiting orders to transit the Canal.
( USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt’s cartoons.)
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

The War is Over (September 1945)

2007-05-01T10:29:00.000-07:00

At midnight on August 31st the FOOTE is assigned to the Ninth Fleet and Commander of the Ninth Fleet (Com9thFlt) is Fleet Admiral Chester W. Nimitz, USN; Commander Task Force Ninety Five (CTF-95) is Vice Admiral J. B. Oldendorf, USN,(ComBatRon-1)
USS TENNESSEE (BB-43), flagship; Commander Task Group Ninety Five point Four (CTG-95.4) is Commodore J. T. Bottom, USN, (ComTaskFlot-1); the FOOTE is normally assigned to Destroyer Squadron Twenty-Three, (CDS-23) is Captain W. C. Ford, USN, USS CHARLES AUSBOURNE (DD-570), flagship and Destroyer Division Forty-Six, (CDD-46) is Captain H. H. McIlhenny, USN, USS CONVERSE (DD-509), flagship. Task Force-95 is under the operational control of Commander Fifth Fleet, (Com5thFlt) is Admiral R. A. Spruance, USN, USS NEW JERSEY (BB-62), flagship.

SEPTEMBER 2, 1945 - TODAY IS V.J. DAY - OFFICIALLY. Somehow, it seemed it would never come - the week on week of steaming, the lack of sleep, the conviction we had lived a lifetime in the midst of war. All those on destroyers who survived the 82-day battle for Okinawa can say they fought hard in those little grey ships that strike hard and fast at any enemy they can find - over, under or on the surface of the sea. Gun for gun, ton for ton, they are the fightingest ship afloat.

Everyone knew the Navy had taken a terrible beating during the Okinawa battle, but few realized how severe the punishment was until the figures were released - 30 ships sunk, 223 damaged. Never before has any Navy of any nation been hit as often in a single operation.
No ship larger than a Destroyer was sunk, but thirteen “tincans” went to the bottom, 88 others were damaged - some so bad they had to be scrapped. Ten Battleships, eight big Carriers, three Escort Carriers and two Light Cruisers were hit. And, the casualties for the Navy - 4,907 killed and missing, 4,824 wounded - about one-seventh of the Navy’s total for the entire war.
The Japanese produced about fifty thousand planes between 1941 and 1945. Many of these were pressed into action for suicide attacks. The Japanese Navy reported 2,525 planes lost in the Special Attack Corp (Kamikaze) and the Nipponese Army reports a loss of 1,338 aircraft in suicide attacks.

The war has gone on to its tragic end because the militarists on the Japanese Imperial Council refused to acknowledge defeat in a senseless effort to “save face”. But, we are finally at the end - the blessed end - and, assured survival. There really will be a future for us - to do with what we choose. We are young and our lives have been given back to us.
Today, after 1,360-days, 5-hours and 14-minutes, WW-II Pacific ended officially at 0914 September 2, 1945 with the signing of the Instrument of Surrender on the Battleship USS MISSOURI, anchored in Tokyo Bay.

General MacArthur stated the purpose of the occasion and expressed hope for the future: “It is my earnest hope - indeed the hope of all mankind - that from this solemn occasion a better world shall emerge out of the blood and carnage of the past, a world founded upon faith and understanding, a world dedicated to the dignity of man and the fulfillment of his cherished wish for freedom, tolerance and justice ."

Admiral Chester Nimitz, remembering those who gave their lives in the Pacific War, said, “They fought together as brothers in arms; they died together and now they sleep side by side. To them we have a solemn obligation - the obligation to insure that their sacrifice will help make a better and safer world in which to live.”

The Japanese have sown the wind - now, they shall reap the whirlwind. The Japanese fighting man was a barbarian. The most surprising thing about war is how quickly you forget. Bitterness gives way to forgetfulness - unless you are the looser. Lord Fisher of the British Navy wrote a little verse that went something like this:

“The country threatened and the foeman nigh,
‘ God and our Navy’ is the Nation’s cry.
The victory won and the wrongs are righted,
God is forgotten and the Navy slighted.”

The Pacific is once more serene and peaceful. The sound of battle has faded away and only the cries of sea birds winging over the water breaks the silence. The bones of the victors and vanquished alike rest beneath the seas around Okinawa. The war is over.

In Kerama Retto the sun beats down on the long rows of white crosses we saw when we were on the beach back on June 29th. Many of these crosses bear the “dogtags” of sailors from the Radar Picket Stations. For them, also, the war is over.

Japan committed two major errors. The first, was to attack Pearl Harbor that began the war with the United States. The second, which was even more disastrous than the first, was to persist against hopeless odds after they were defeated.

Some Japanese knew they had lost the war after the sea Battle of Midway. Then, after Saipan there was no vestige of doubt left. The succession of suicide campaigns did not prevent the American’s relentless advance. But, these attacks did reinforce the notion that the Japanese were inhuman fanatics and that in fighting them, the end justified the means.

It is September the 5th and signing of the Instrument of Surrender in Tokyo Bay is history and the FOOTE is still anchored in Buckner Bay, Okinawa. All the ships are brightly lit at night - with movies on the fantail. The hatches are all open to allow air to enter the compartments. It seems so strange after living with darken ship and secured hatched for so long. Rumors are rampant - you can start a rumor on the bow and it will beat you to the fantail.

Flash Blue, Control Yellow (Alert). Don’t these people know that peace was committed three days ago. What a deal - wake up.

On September 6th the FOOTE is still swinging on the hook in Buckner Bay. The daily routine of inspecting magazines and smokeless powder samples finds conditions normal. All hands are working to have this old bucket of bolts ready for the trip stateside when we get the word. We are actually having some normal sack-time and structured work days.
This ship has really converted to peacetime - but quick. There was a real humdinger of a Material Inspection today - regular Navy type. Our bunch of Reserve Officers must have stayed up all night reading the book on how to pull it off. Guess it went pretty well - nobody was put on report.

The ship had the first personnel inspection in whites on September 8th. This crew don’t want to be sailors - they want to be civilians.

Today, for the first time in six years, no war communiqués were issued anywhere in the world. Tomorrow the formal surrender, in Naking, of one million Japanese on mainland China will take place. Eyewitness reports in Singapore say the Japs killed between 100,000 and 150,000 Chinese by lopping off their heads with swords - a favorite Jap method of execution.
American troops have entered Tokyo in force and raised the American flag over General MacArthur’s headquarters in the American Embassy.

At 0720 on September 9th Task Force-11 stood in to port. Commander of Task Force-11 is Vice-Admiral F. C. Sherman, USN, USS NEW MEXICO (BB-40), flagship; with USS MISSISSIPPI (BB-41), USS IDAHO (BB-42), USS NORTH CAROLINA (BB-55), USS MONTEREY (CVL-26), USS BATAAN (CVL-29), USS JOHN RODGERS (DD-574), USS SCHROEDER (DD-501), USS RINGOLD (DD-500), and USS DASHIELL (DD-659). Commander of Destroyer Squadron Twenty-Three (DesRon-23) was ordered to report to CTF-11 for duty in accordance with orders from Commander of the Fifth Fleet (Com5thFlt). The mission of this Task Force is to proceed to the East Coast of the United States and report to Commander in Chief of the Atlantic Fleet (CinCLant) for duty. At 2000 the FOOTE received 90 passengers on board from the Navy Receiving Station on Okinawa for transportation to the United States to be discharged from the Naval Service. That brings the count to 421 individuals aboard - don’t know where everyone will sleep, but who cares - let’s get underway.

That long awaited news came on September 10th. It’s Official - dispatch 100620 to CTF-11 orders the FOOTE to proceed to New York City via Pearl Harbor and the Panama Canal in company with NEW MEXICO, IDAHO, MISSISSIPPI, NORTH CAROLINA, MONTEREY, BATAAN, JOHN RODGERS, SCHROEDER, RINGOLD, DASHIELL, CHARLES AUSBOURNE, CONVERSE, AULICK, DYSON and CLAXTON.

The FOOTE finished topping off her fuel tanks at 0845 - received 21,976 gallons. The crew was mustered at quarters at 0925 - no absentees. Made daily inspection of magazines and smokeless powder samples - conditions normal. Set the Special Sea Detail and made all preparations for getting underway at 1645.

At 1719 the FOOTE lifted her anchor for the last time in foreign waters and with homeward bound pennants flying was taking her crew home.

The ship’s speed of advance is 17-knots and Task Force-11 is steaming the “great circle route” to Pearl Harbor. All Darken Ship restrictions are lifted and all ships are carrying full running lights at night. All gun stations are secured - all hands but the cruising watch will “sleep all night”. This is a Navy most of the crew has never known. They find it hard to contain themselves - it’s really true, the war is over and we’re going home.

The Task Force is steaming in cruising formation with the screen formed on Circle Eight, using an 8-ship screen. The FOOTE’S screening station is No. 7. Task Force course is 075-degrees True. Seas are pretty rough - getting a little green water over the bridge. The report is we are steaming on the edge of a typhoon, but nobody seems to mind.
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt’s account)
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

Boots on the Ground in Japan (August 1945)

2007-04-10T19:43:00.000-07:00

On August 13th it was announced at quarters and posted on the bulletin board that the FOOTE would secure the watch at 0930 in favor of a modified port watch. It has been a little over three months without a break - not quite as long as when the ship was at Lingayen Gulf. About noon the FOOTE is ordered over to Buckner Bay for a little Destroyer Tender availability and upon arrival at 1322 she was directed to go alongside the USS CHOTAUK (IX-188) to take on fuel. When fueling was completed the Captain was ordered to report to Commander of Service Division (ComSerDiv-104) for availability to accomplish voyage repairs - this old tin-can looks like it has been in a train wreck. The Tender assignment will be USS HAMUL (AD-20) - they are good. Refueling was completed at 1512 and the anchor dropped in a sector north of the HAMUL.

All ships went to G.Q. at 2115 and the ships on the starboard quarter began to fire like blazes - whatever it was, they scared him off. There are Bogies all over the radar scope - with the Main Battery Computer down, the respective 40-MM Directors have control of the 5-inch guns. Looks like this is the Japs answer to the peace proposal. The USS LA GRANGE (APA-124) (Attack Troop Transport), about a mile from the FOOTE, is hit by a Kamikaze, but they keep their fires under control and the word is she is not too badly damaged.

There is no news on the radio regarding Japan’s surrender and about 1600 on August 14th the public address system orders the crew to make all preparations for getting underway. The ship is underway at 1754, in accordance with verbal orders, to provide anti-aircraft protection at the entrance to Buckner Bay - and, the Main Battery computer is down. What happened to the Tender availability? With various courses and speed the ship cleared the anchorage at 1837 in company with the USS LAWS (DD-558). General Quarters was sounded immediately and the crew remained at their Battle Stations until moonset at 2330. None of our planes are supposed to be aloft and orders are to shoot at anything flying that comes in range. Lots of friendly planes are reported early in the evening - not quite able to make the sundown curfew, but obviously they were friendly so we didn’t fire at them. The FOOTE and LAWS are patrolling, back and forth at 12-knots, outside the entrance to Buckner Bay.

Word is received that Captain W. C. Ford, USN, relieved Captain T. B. Duncan, USN, as Commander of Destroyer Squadron (ComDesRon-23) in USS CHARLES AUSBURNE (DD570), effective this date. At about 2130 the LAWS opens fire on a Bogie and it “high-tails” it out of the area - fades from the radar screen at 15-miles.

President Truman issued a statement at 2000, but all the FOOTE got was static.

On August 15th the ship went to G.Q. at 0510 and was directed to go back into Buckner Bay while at Battle Stations. The ship dropped the starboard hook in the assigned anchorage at 0855 and secured from G.Q. A radio news broadcast is received saying the Japs have agreed to our peace terms with the right to keep their Emperor - the only qualification. At 0920 the FOOTE received a message from the Commander in Chief, Pacific Advanced Headquarters, Operational Priority, Secret Dispatch #142315, directing all U.S. Naval Vessels to cease offensive operations against the Japanese forces, but to remain on the alert for treachery and an attack by enemy units. The crew’s reaction is mostly anticlimactic after that first word of the enemy’s willingness to surrender and that famous celebration by the troops ashore on Okinawa back on the 10th.

At sundown on the 15th the FOOTE is directed to get underway in company with the LAWS for A.A. Patrol at the entrance to Buckner Bay. There is a new protocol this time - the FOOTE and LAWS will operate under a makeshift arrangement where they will fire one warning shot of phosphorus in case the aircraft is friendly - if this doesn’t cause him to change course, then it’s SALVO!!! Only once - about 2200, a plane comes close enough for the LAWS to fire the marker - and he hightailed it out of the area - no other firing. These “moonset” G.Q.s are getting to be a drag - it’s to G.Q. 30-minutes before sunset and stay at Battle Stations until moonset at 2311 - about four hours.

The FOOTE and LAWS secures the patrol at the entrance to Buckner Bay after sunrise on the 16th and it is expected that we will get that six days of Tender availability, that has been so elusive - it is badly needed - this old tub is becoming a floating junk pile. At about noon, a copy of an AlNav (All Navy) Bulletin is posted describing the Navy’s point system for release of its personnel. Only length of service and age determines your points for discharge - there is no recognition for all those month of combat duty and time away from the states. Some stateside “desk jockey” must have developed that plan - these guys will mutiny. This squadron is one of the oldest in combat duty out here and should be one of the first to return to the states. Depend on the Navy to screw it up. If that don’t change there will be a lot of this crew “jump-ship” when it does get back to the states. The point system is the major scuttlebutt aboard ship - you can hear anything.

On August 17th the FOOTE finally works her way in alongside the HAMUL for availability. Besides all the work associated with the repairs - the crew is standing Condition II watches all night. It doesn’t make sense - we are alongside with orders that forbid us to fire the guns, the Radar and Main Battery Computer are secured and torn down - yet, we stand gun watches - what a deal.

The FOOTE is tied-up starboard side to the Tender HAMUL and the USS DORSEY (DMS-1) and USS SOUTHARD (DMS-10) are nested to port. No lack of business for the HAMUL.

There has been rumors all day on the 19th of a new point system for discharge from the service taking into account overseas duty - now that’s a little better.

On the 24th we start our seventh day of “Tender Duty” with everything that implies. The HAMUL technicians are really good - they know their job. The availability will probably be extended because there has been no cooperation from the weather at all - quick showers have been stopping all work topside ever day - there has been a lot of work time lost. Word from the Radio Shack is Japan’s emissaries are conferring with MacArthur’s Staff down in Manila - that’s some progress.

Late word on the radio is that landing in Japan by Airborne Troops will begin about August 26th, supplemented by troops from transports. The greatest mass of war ships ever assembled will enter Tokyo Bay and the peace agreement will be signed aboard a Battleship on September 2nd - V.J. DAY. The FOOTE received orders to join a group of ships going north, but they were cancelled by request of HAMUL. There is much scuttlebutt as to what duty the FOOTE will have in the Japanese occupation. Let’s get this old war weary bucket sea-worthy enough to make it stateside and go home.

The FOOTE was assigned to Task Group 95.3. Commander of Task Group (CTG-95.3) is Rear Admiral F. G. Fahrion, USN, Commander Cruiser Division (ComCruDiv-4), flying his flag in USS WICHITA (CA-45). At 0743 the FOOTE moves away from the HAMUL after being alongside eight days and anchors in Berth L-35. The anchor detail had hardly secured when orders were received to weigh anchor and move over to take fuel from the USS ARETHUSA (IX-135), and then anchor in Berth L-43.

It is official - the surrender will be signed on September 2nd aboard the USS MISSOURI (BB-63). Ships of the U. S. Navy have entered Sugami Bay, below Tokyo Bay, as reports of many suicides have taken place in front of the Emperor’s Palace. The Japanese people simply can’t comprehend they have lost the war. A fleet of over 400 United States warships have assembled in Sugami Bay (Just southwest of Tokyo Bay) to assist the occupation forces. American planes are dropping bundles of food and medicine to Americans in prison camps. Twelve hundred planes of Admiral Halsey’s fleet are guarding the Navy ships - it is estimated that the Japs still have approximately 10,000 flyable planes of which half are Kamikaze.

At 0928 on August 26th the FOOTE moved to Berth L-76. This is the warship anchorage and this battle force is comprised of about 50 ships. Quite a few of the ship’s crew went over to the USS CHENANGO (CVE-28) for church services today. Everyone got a good look at a T.B.M. (Torpedo Bomber built by Martin) - that’s all the CHENANGO carries. All hands in the church party were envious of the area they had for recreation on the hanger deck.

Today the heroes of Bataan were brought from Mukden, China to Kumming - many with tuberculosis and all suffering seriously from malnutrition - most weighing less than a hundred pounds. They had never heard of Harry Truman or Dwight D. Eisenhower.

America’s first 150 troops landed in Japan on the 27th in giant C-54 Transport Planes to prepare airfields for U. S. arrival. Ten warships entered Tokyo Bay - the Allies are being very cautious. Tragically, 20 U. S. communications experts were killed today in a transport plane crash taking off from Okinawa en route to Tokyo.

Japanese officials have said that dropping the atomic bomb convinced them to surrender.
The FOOTE is still swinging on the hook in Buckner Bay and the crew is wondering what is in their immediate future. General MacArthur landed on Okinawa today en route to Tokyo as preparations for the official surrender moves forward very rapidly.

Admiral Halsey’s flagship, USS MISSOURI (BB-63), is in Tokyo Bay and the Navy is making preparations for the surrender document to be signed aboard his ship. There is good news from a prison camp in Thailand today. Word was received that there are as many as 300 survivors from the Cruiser USS HOUSTON (CA-30) that disappeared presumably with the loss of all hands in the Battle of the Java Sea on February 28, 1942. One of America’s top War Aces, Marine Major Gregory Boyington, who shot down 26 Jap planes and was lost on January 3, 1944, has turned up alive in Tokyo.

Today an AlNav (All Navy) Bulletin from Washington came out with a new point discharge system giving credit for combat duty - those with overseas service having been overlooked when the original point system was drafted. This came from the Secretary of the Navy’s office - sometimes you wonder how we won.

General Mac Arthur arrived in Tokyo on August 29th in his gleaming C-54 personal plane named the “BATAAN”. Freed war prisoner General Jonathan Wainwright will be joining Mac Arthur on the MISSOURI for the surrender ceremonies. U. S. Marines have gone ashore at Yokosuka Naval Base and raised the American flag - the Japs seem to be acting in good faith. The U. S. Military is taking over all Japanese radio stations.

On August 30th the FOOTE is directed to get underway at 0530 for Gunnery Practice - of all things. We have already worn these damn guns out firing them for real. We are steaming in company with USS NEVADA (BB-36), USS CALIFORNIA (BB-44), USS TENNESSEE (BB-43), USS ARKANSAS (BB-33), USS TEXAS (BB-35), USS WICHITA (CA-45), USS STRONG (DD-758), USS OWENS (DD-767), USS PUTNAM (DD-757), USS WILLARD KEITH (DD-775), USS CONVERSE (DD-509), USS CHARLES AUSBURNE (DD-570), USS COLE (DD-155), USS COWELL (DD-547), USS SUWANEE (CVE-27), USS WANN (DE-412) and USS RICHARD W. SUESENS (DE-342). Five Battleships - pretty formidable force. The exercise is being conducted south of Okinawa and the O.T.C. (Officer in Tactical Command) is Commander of Cruiser Division (ComCruDiv-4) in WICHITA.

The 5-inch guns fired during the morning and the automatic weapons (40-MM & 20-MM) fired in the afternoon.

When the force returned to port, FOOTE moored starboard side to the CHARLES AUSBURNE and began topping off her fuel tanks at 1628. Then it was over to the CONVERSE and moored portside to while delivering fuel to her - now the FOOTE is being used as a fuel barge - that’s what happens when your skipper is junior (28-yrs. old) in the squadron. When we finished our fueling chores, we went alongside the USS CHOTAUK (IX-188) and topped off our tanks - then over to Berth L-76 and dropped the hook.

American troops are quickly expanding their occupation of the Tokyo Bay area. General Jonathan Wainwright has arrived in Japan and will go aboard the MISSOURI today and witness the surrender ceremony on September 2nd - what a glorious day, V. J. DAY.
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt’s account.)
(Written By: Wilbur V. Rogers)

From Okinawa to the States (July-August 1945)

2007-03-20T09:38:00.000-07:00

When the boat dropped me off ashore I asked directions to the Beach Master and reported to him within an hour after I left the ship. There were quite a few sailors loitering around his Quonset hut headquarters apparently with a mission similar to mine - to get back to the States. The Officer of the Day (OOD) was pointed out to me and I presented him with my orders. He read them and asked for my service jacket. He put my service jacket in a large waterproof pouch, with other records, handed it to me and told me I was in charge of a 21-man draft, including myself, and that air travel was authorized to San Francisco. The draft was the guys standing around outside the Beach Master’s office. The final destination of the draft was the Naval Receiving Station, Farragut, Idaho and upon reporting to the OOD at Farragut the draft would be dissolved and my responsibilities terminated. Upon arrival in San Francisco I should report to Treasure Island for transportation arrangements to Farragut.

I, along with my draft, mounted a personnel carrier (Six-By) for transportation to Yontan Air Field and I reported to the Army Air Force Duty Officer with my orders from the Beach Master covering the full draft. I was told the plane we were to fly in was down the tarmac on the right side in easy walking distance. There would be some personnel “servicing” it for the flight out.

He was right - it wasn’t far and it was definitely being “serviced”. The covers were off one of the four engines and about half a dozen guys, under the supervision of a six-stripe sergeant, were working off scaffolding around the engine. We stood at some distance while they pulled the scaffolding back and a guy in the cockpit tried to start the engine several times - then it was back to work on the engine. After about two hours they took a break and I walked over to the sergeant in charge and asked him if that was the plane going back to Guam? He said it was if they ever got that @#&)$(+ engine running. I asked if he had any idea what the problem was. He replied he didn’t know - all he knew, they had been having trouble with this plane ever since he had been on Okinawa.

I had heard enough. No way was I getting on that plane to fly over the vast Pacific Ocean to Guam. I went back over to the trees where my 20-man draft was waiting and repeated what the sergeant had told me and stated that I wasn’t getting on that airplane - no way. I suggested that we go back to the Beach Master and get transportation out by ship. They agreed. The Army Air Force Duty Officer gave us two trucks to carry the draft and their gear back to the beach.

I marched into the Beach Master office and told the OOD that air travel was not available and there was no indication when it might be and since air travel was not mandatory, when was his next ship back to San Francisco. He said the LATIMER (APA-152) was in the anchorage loaded with the First Division, 11th Marines, (what was left of them) scheduled to sail for San Francisco early the next morning and he could get us on her with no problem, but we may not like the accommodations. I told him that was fine and it wasn’t long before we were in a LCVP (Landing Craft Variable Purpose) on our way to the APA-152.

The Beach Master was right-on about the accommodations - bunks below decks were rigged four or five high and there was only two meals a day. This was going to be a long voyage - my draft began to grumble and complain.

The APA-152 was operated by the Maritime Service, but the guns aboard were manned by Navy personnel called Armed Guard. I went to the stateroom of the Lieutenant in charge of the Navy Armed Guard aboard ship and cut a deal for our draft to stand gun watches for three meals a day in their mess and we would bunk in the Armed Guard quarters. It turned out to be a pretty good deal for us and the Armed Guard.

On July 18th the LATIMER (APA-152) weighed anchor and got underway shortly after dawn. After clearing the harbor and putting Okinawa astern the ship set a southeasterly course in an effort to avoid some heavy weather due to a typhoon. This old tub may not ride too well in heavy seas and it will be rough on the 1,100 plus Marines in the hole.

On the second day at sea we began to really feel the effect of the typhoon and I understand that most of the Marines were deathly sick. Bunking up above the main deck with the Armed Guard is looking real good now. Word is that a loaf of bead and a can of spam would feed the entire Marine contingency. They will live, but you may have trouble convincing them of that now. They didn’t look too good to me before the ship sailed, so this is especially tough on them.

There were two days of this rough weather before it began clearing about mid-day on July 20th. Not a bad ride now and we quickly settled down into a routine of four hours on and eight hours off gun watches - we are headed home - that makes it tolerable. I estimate the trip to be approximately 6,800-miles and expect it to take about 18-days if we average 13 or 14-knots. Talking to the Armed Guard, they think this old tub can average 15-knots - I don’t know.

As we move east the seas become smooth and the sun is out. The Marines come up to the main deck and lay around in the sun. They look like the walking dead. I understand some of them have been out here well over two years.

We have an uneventful passage to San Francisco and arrive on a beautiful morning of August 6th. News has just been released that one atomic bomb has been dropped on Hiroshima, Japan killing over 78,000 people. Everyone has begun to celebrate in the streets of San Francisco.

I report with my draft to Treasure Island and we are assigned a billet and given 48-hours Liberty immediately. We were told that transportation arrangements would be ready when we reported back after Liberty. By the time we get back to San Francisco to join in the celebration the city is almost at a stand-still. The streets are full of happy people - ever office building must be empty - it was impossible for cars to move on Market Street. Some young ladies became so enthusiastic in their celebration that they stripped down to their underwear and went bathing in the water fountain in front of the San Francisco Opera House. Now, that got the attention of those of us who had just gotten back from a tour in the Pacific. We got excited about women with their clothes on. We joined in the celebration and the civilians couldn’t have been nicer. Someone always seemed to pay for our food and drink - we couldn’t spend any money, but all good things must come to an end and when we reported back to Treasure Island our tickets were ready for the train trip to Spokane, WA. Surprisingly enough, the entire draft reported back from Liberty on time and we boarded the train for Portland, OR where we would change trains. Maybe we could get some badly needed sleep on the train after celebrating for 48-hours.

By the time we arrived in Portland the second atomic bomb had been dropped on Nagasaki and the war was all but over. The citizens were in the streets celebrating and since we did not have an arrival time at Farragut, we got off the train and joined in the fun again. We could not have arrived in the States at a more opportune time - the timing was perfect. We got the same warm reception in Portland that we had received in San Francisco. We celebrated until the next day and boarded the train for Spokane, WA.

In Spokane we reported to the Military Travel Desk in the railway station and were given bus tickets for the approximately 80-mile trip to Farragut. Upon arrival at Farragut I reported to the OOD, presented my orders along with the orders and service jackets of the draft. Some of the draft were to be assigned to new construction, some to service schools, others would be given leave before new ship assignments, but regardless of the orders some of them may be changed because the war may officially be over very soon. I was the only draft member with orders to the Navy V-12 Program. We were given billets and told to watch the bulletin board in our assigned barracks for orders of the day and further instructions.

Farragut was built on beautiful Lake Pend Oreille (Approx. 90-miles from the Canadian border and 400-miles from the west coast) originally as a Naval Training Center, but later converted to a Receiving Station. The Navy thought they should have a training station far enough inland to be safe from shelling by Jap submarines. At this stage of hostilities, the base housed a large element of German POWs who did all the maintenance and service jobs on the base. They did everything in the galley but cook - maintained the buildings and grounds, manned the automotive garage, ran the printing shop, etc. We were told that none had ever tried to escape - they never had it so good.

It now looked like the Japs were ready to give up and a surrender could occur any day. I guess my assignment may be in abeyance - the last thing the Navy needs now is more Ensigns. So, after a thorough physical and an interview, they gave me a 30-day leave plus 8-days travel time. Guess this will give them time to get official guidance on how to handle my future.
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

Dawn of the Atomic Age (August 1945)

2007-03-05T20:02:00.000-08:00

At 1535 on August 1st Typhoon Plan X-Ray is ordered for all ships in the Okinawa area. The FOOTE was directed to secure from her patrol station at the southern entrance to Kerama Retto at 1543 and proceed to Ie Shima - lashing everything down topside and generally getting the ship ready for a typhoon expected sometime tomorrow.

The FOOTE was directed to report to Commander of Task Unit (CTU-95.5.3), Captain J. M. Kennaday, USN, Commander of Transport Division (ComTranDiv -105) for escort assignment during the typhoon retirement plan. The FOOTE took station at 1820 on the starboard bow of the formation which is composed of one AVP (Seaplane Tender), one AOG (Gasoline Tanker), one LST (Landing Ship Tank) and five cargo-type ships. The screen is composed of USS FARENHOLT (DD-491) (Commander Destroyer Squadron) (CDS-12), USS STRONG (DD-467), USS FOOTE (DD-511), USS SIMS (DD-409) and USS HOPPING (APD-51). The convoy is steaming on various courses in a general southerly direction.

By sundown it is beginning to rain and get pretty rough - winds are picking up - about a Force-4 on the Beaufort Scale. Force-4 is moderately strong winds with waves becoming longer with white caps. It’s going to be a long night.

“Rough” describes it pretty well on the morning of August 2nd - everything and everyone is wet - all topside watches have been secured. The menu is bread and Spam with some other sliced meats, cheese and spreads thrown in for variety. Green water is going over the Bridge - back to the old routine of about two weeks ago. Over one wave and through two - that’s a Destroyer for you. The Typhoon must be around Force-8 now - we are getting some sick sailors - the churned foam is blown in definite streaks by the wind. Wind velocity is well over 100-MPH. The sea is taking on a white appearance. It’s not official, but the pitch must be 55-feet and the roll at least 45-degrees. Another night that will not end. This storm is separating the sailors from the “boat riders”. Everyone is awake - who could sleep in this?

At dawn on August 3rd - conditions are a great deal better - the sea has flattened out considerably and the wind has diminished. At 1615 the Task Unit sets course for Ie Shima averaging about 10-knots speed of advance. On arrival the FOOTE is relieved of screening duty and ordered to proceed to Kerama Retto to resume the patrol duties that were interrupted by the Typhoon Plan. She is on station at the southern entrance at 2042 and commenced patrolling. The Radio Shack news dispatches said 12 more Japanese cities, with a population of approximately 1.5-million people, have been warned they will be destroyed by fire bombs - similar warnings were given to 10 other cities before B-29 bombings last week. Do you think the Japs would warn us?

Nothing but sunrise G.Q. and daily routine - no Bogies reported in the area. At 1616 the FOOTE is directed to vacate their patrol station and fuel underway from USS MILLICOMA (AO-73) - completed fueling at 1845 and took station on the starboard bow of the MILLICOMA en-route to Hagushi Anchorage. Dropped the anchor at 2020.

It has been announced that General Douglas MacArthur has assumed control of the Japan mainland operation. Japanese radio says they expect 800,000 Allied Troops to invade soon, but will repel an invasion with suicide pilots.

Evening G.Q. was routine and presented one of the prettiest sunsets in a very long time.

On August 5th G.Q. sounded at 0215 - apparently a Jap reconnaissance - very high. Firing came pretty close, but the target was too distant for the FOOTE to open fire. Errands are the order of the day - in company with the USS FRANK E. EVANS (DD-754) and the USS McCOY REYNOLDS (DE-440) the group put out with a convoy about 1300 - escorted them well clear of the islands then returned to Buckner Bay at sundown and dropped the hook in Berth L-30 at 1920.

The Radio Shack received word that near the Philippines U.S. Navy personnel have boarded a Japanese Hospital Ship with clear Red Cross markings. Aboard they found 1,500 Japanese soldiers with no wounds under their bandages and huge stores of guns and ammunition. The sneaky devils got caught.

Orders were received on August 6th at 0953 to sortie with the USS LA GRANGE (APA-124) at Chinu Wan and escort her to Buckner Bay. Rendezvous with the LA GRANGE was made at 1246 and she was escorted to Buckner Bay, arriving at 1408.

An incredible announcement has just been made by President Truman from the Cruiser USS AUGUSTA (CA-31) - the world’s first atomic bomb was dropped today on the Japanese city of Hiroshima by a single B-29 Bomber. This bomb is reported to equal over 20,000-tons of TNT - a new age of destruction has been introduced.

An impenetrable cloud of dust over Hiroshima has thus far prevented aerial photos to determine the degree of destruction caused by this bomb estimated to weigh only 400-lbs. President Truman’s solemn announcement said that since the Japanese refused the ultimatum to surrender on July 26th the atomic bomb was used to spare the Japanese population a rain of destruction never before seen.

Overseas Radio is telling the Japanese officials what has been dropped on Hiroshima in hopes they will surrender. Secretary of War, Henry Stimson, says the bomb will be a tremendous help in ending the war.

It was also announced that the first test of this new atom bomb occurred on July 16th near Alamagordo, New Nexico. The test bomb vaporized an immense steel tower and sent a mushroom cloud 40,000-feet high. The two billion dollar atomic project has involved almost 100,000 people in Oak Ridge, Tennessee; 17,000 in Richland, Washington and 7,000 in the new town of Los Alamos in New Mexico.

At first it is hard to conceive what has happened, but after a while everyone believes it. Everywhere you go on the ship the conversation is the same - what will be the outcome of this new atomic bomb? A few - a very few - are concerned with the future threat to civilization, but most just try to convince themselves the war will be over in a matter of days.

All hands are standing by for most of the day, expecting to handle stores, this first day after “the bomb” is dropped. There is a steady flow of information from the Radio Shack. Chief Radioman Charlie Zobi is very good about releasing the news to the crew. In the shortest press conference on record, President Truman announced that Russia has declared war on Japan. Thirty-five nations are now at war with the Japanese.

Reconnaissance photos of yesterday’s atom bomb raid on Hiroshima shows that 60% of the city was wiped out. The pilot of the B-29 Bomber that dropped the bomb was Colonel Paul W. Tibbets and he named his plane the ENOLA GAY, after his 57-year old mother. The Bombardier was Major Thomas Ferebee. The crew was joined by Navy Captain William “Deak” Parsons, Manhattan Project Scientist and ordnance designer of the bomb. Captain Parsons armed the bomb in flight.
General Carl Spaatz, Commander of the Strategic Air Forces in the Pacific, announced that a B-29 Bomber fleet armed with atomic bombs is ready to go when given the order.

Hardly noticed in the news of the day - Alfred P. Sloan, President of General Motors and his Vice President of Research, Dr. Charles F. Kettering, have donated $4-million to start the Sloan-Kettering Institute for Cancer Research in New York City.

The FOOTE got underway on August 8th at 1332 and took on fuel from the USS NIOBRARA (AO-72) and then it was over to Hagushi Anchorage and report to Commander of Task Unit (CTU-95.5.6). All ships went to G.Q. in the evening when enemy aircraft approached the area - they did not close - turned away or shot down by the CAP (Combat Air Patrol).
On August 9th the United States dropped its second atom bomb on the Japanese city of Nagasaki and President Truman went on national radio and threatened Japan with atomic obliteration if they don’t surrender.

B-29 Bombers have dropped millions of leaflets over Japan telling about the atomic bomb with a promise of more to come. Things are happening pretty fast now.

On August 10th Japan offered to surrender, via Switzerland, according to the Potsdam surrender ultimatum, with a request for clarification on the status of Emperor Hirohito. The Demei News Service says the Japanese Cabinet was unanimous in its vote to surrender. The Japanese government has filed a protest with the U.S. government on the use of a weapon as inhuman as the atomic bomb. Talk to the survivors of the Bataan Death March if you want to talk “inhumane”.

It seems that the general opinion in the FOOTE crew is “let them keep their Emperor” - farm him out and let’s go home. At first everyone looked at one another in disbelief - is this for real - and, as it soaked in a spontaneous shout here and there could be heard. Suddenly, everyone was running around looking for someone to talk to - too excited to sit still - kidding - shouting - slaps on the back - asking questions, never waiting for an answer - running off again in the middle of a sentence.

A wild, fantastic, incredible celebration was touched off on Okinawa, which from our position in the anchorage, was a sight to behold. Every gun station on the island must be firing - stitching the low clouds with tracers and throwing flack in every direction. “FLASH RED” was called from the island, but no one pays any attention. Captain McElwain sounded G.Q. for the FOOTE - so many shells were bursting overhead there was a mad scramble topside for helmets and cover. Strict orders were given to all ships that no firing would be tolerated, and almost immediately, a P.T. Boat tied up astern of the FOOTE began firing a 50-calibre. The Bridge started screaming and finally that particular burst of exuberance was quieted - but, not so on the beach. Three ships have reported casualties from falling shrapnel - a bunch of guys on the beach were rolling gasoline drums to one point and lighting them off, the flames flaring up 60-feet or more. A flock of “fly-boys” were hollering over the radio for somebody to clear the area around the airstrip, they were running low on gas and needed to land, and more than 50 search lights were spinning around, probing the sky like the world’s biggest premier. Lots of flares were thrown up - and fires of all kinds could be seen all over the island - those along the water’s edge brought the ships in the anchorage into almost daylight prominence.

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The horns, sirens, blasting charges, big guns, little guns, laced with the sharp staccato Ack-Ack of the anti-aircraft batteries close by blended into concatenation of sound that rolled across the anchorage as a continual roar, not realizing how loud until it began to die down. If there were any Japs around it would have scared the hell out of them.

It began to rain and there were orders - more orders - repeated orders, but nothing availed for almost an hour and a half when the greatest celebration of all time began to spend itself.

The crew was secured from G.Q. about midnight and word was passed to all hands in the area - pointing out the news report was unofficial - hostilities had not ceased - we were still at war - etc., etc. - the old conservative wet blanket, but hope springs eternal and the end - the blessed end - is in sight. There will be precious little sleep this night.

It is a jolt back to reality when the FOOTE got underway at 0253 in company with the USS CHARLES AUSBURNE (DD-570) (OTC) and the USS JOHN A. BOLE (DD-755) (New Sumner Class Destroyer) to relieve the USS CUNNINGHAM (DD-752), USS EVANS (DD-552) and USS ERWIN (DD-794) on Radar Picket Station #9, the last of the Picket Stations around Okinawa. LCS-76 and LCS-78 are assigned to this station as support craft (Pall Bearers). Boy! What a come down - from celebrating the end of the war to the last Radar Picket Station where one destroyer was just sunk and two destroyers were hit less than two weeks ago.

Reports are that the victory celebration at Okinawa last night resulted in six deaths and thirty injured - what a waste. A news release from Washington, D.C. reports there were 550 Navy, Marine and Army casualties yesterday - guess the war is not over.

Official communications with the Japanese is time consuming and takes nine steps plus coding and decoding through the Swiss Legation in Washington then on to Berne, Switzerland to the Japanese Legation there and then to Tokyo. President Truman is irked at Japanese delays and has threatened them with overwhelming attacks and more atom bombs unless they respond promptly - YES or NO to the Potsdam surrender ultimatum.

That got their attention - YES, YES PLEASE. The Allies have decided to let the Emperor remain, subject to the occupation chief’s implementation, but will insist on free elections. General MacArthur has been designated to accept the surrender.

Just in case - the ships on Radar Picket Station #9 goes to G.Q. for two hours at sunset - those Japs are sneaky devils. Everything is very calm and peaceful - good for lots of day-dreaming. Is it just the calm before the storm - or is it real????

There are repeated warnings of no relaxing of vigilance. Most of the time off watch is spent listening to the radio for more information - any information. Today the Radio Shack posted a copy of the text of our stipulations to Japan. It also reported that Washington estimates up to five million workers may be out of a job when war production ends.

Further, it is expected five million military men will be out of the service looking for work within the year. That sounds great - ten million looking for a job. G.Q. is sounded at 2110 - appears to be a friendly.

At 2300 on August 12th Commander of Task Force (CTF-95) issued secret dispatch #120605 addressed to Commander of Task Group (CTG-95.5) which directs the CTG to discontinue and vacate Radar Picket Station #9 this date. At 2313 Radar Picket Station #9 is secured. The USS FOOTE has the distinction of serving on and securing the last Radar Picket Station in the Okinawa area. The CHARLES AUSBOURNE, JOHN A BOLE and FOOTE set course for Hagushi Anchorage.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary, Gene Schnaubelt’s account)
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

RADAR PICKET STATION #9 (July 1945)

2007-02-06T19:17:00.000-08:00

The FOOTE is still swinging on the hook in Hagushi Anchorage. The word is all Radar Picket Stations have been secured except R.P. #9. Apparently, they now have enough high powered land-based Radar Stations to cover all approaches to Okinawa except R.P. #9 on the southwest approach. General Quarters was sounded at 2030, but the Bogies didn’t close. There are rumors of bad weather approaching the area.

At 0530 July 19th Typhoon Plan X-Ray is put into affect and the FOOTE gets underway in accordance with verbal orders from Commander Task Unit 99.1.221 and made rendezvous with Task Unit 99.1.221. The Officer in Tactical Command (OTC) is Commanding Officer, USS NIOBRARA (AO-72). Other ships in the Task Unit are three IXs (Unclassified Vessels) and six AOGs (Gasoline Tankers). The escort vessels are USS FOOTE (DD-511) (Commanding Screen), USS UNDERHILL (DE-682), USS McCOY REYNOLDS (DE-440). The Task Unit is steaming on various courses en-route to their assigned operating area east of Okinawa to ride out the typhoon.

The barometer is falling very rapidly. Seas and winds have picked up - the seas are running very heavy by mid-morning and the FOOTE is taking green water over the bridge with heavy rain - the ship is plunging, rolling and lurching. Solid water is running the length of the main deck and heavy spray soaked everything and everyone topside. All exposed watch stations have long since been secured. A man grows tired simply from the constant necessity to hold on to something. By mid-night the worst of the typhoon has passed and our maximum pitch was estimated at about 50-feet and the ship’s roll no more than 45-degrees. Being on a Battleship in seas like this must be like shore duty.

As the day dawned on July 20th the FOOTE was steaming as before with Task Unit 99.1.221, southeast of Okinawa. It is still pretty rough, but by mid-morning there are signs it is clearing, but another storm is supposed to be in the area so the Task Unit stays out a bit longer awaiting orders. It was calm enough by dark that a few poker games were started by the hard core gamblers.

We finally receive orders in the early morning hours of July 21st and shepherd our Task Unit back to a relatively calm bay arriving at Hagushi Anchorage at 1057. We were immediately ordered to screening station Easy-3 to relieve the USS CALLAGHAN (DD-792) and after only three hours we are directed to fuel underway from the USS NIOBRARA (AO-72). When we completed fueling at 1540 we were directed to screening station Charlie-2 to relieve the USS UNDERHILL (DE-682) to refuel. All ships are ordered to top-off their fuel tanks after riding out the typhoon. No rest for the weary and no mail either.

We continue our patrol until July 22nd at 1430 when we were ordered to vacate Charlie-2 and rendezvous with a convoy west of Naha Harbor. The Officer in Tactical Command (OTC) of the convoy is the Commanding Officer USS LYON (AP-71). The convoy is made up of cargo ships, transports and LSTs. The screen is USS REEVES (APD-52), USS FOOTE (DD-511) and USS CALLAGHAN (DD-792) (Commander Destroyer Squadron 55 and Screen Commander). At 2205 the FOOTE was detached from screening duties and directed to investigate four “skunks” (Unidentified Surface Ships), southwest approximately 40-miles from Zanpa Misaki (Point Bolo). They were reported by an ASP (Anti-Submarine Patrol) aircraft. The FOOTE is proceeding to intercept at 30-knots. When the “skunks” are picked-up on the surface radar - they are obviously a very formidable force - we will need more that the FOOTE if they are Japs. As the FOOTE closes the range and gets recognition they turn out to be Battleships, Cruisers, Destroyers, Destroyer Escorts and several auxiliary vessels - the group the FOOTE left two weeks ago before going in to Kerama Retto for tender availability. Apparently this group has maintained such profound secrecy that not even the Port Director had any idea where they were - what a deal. It’s back to Hagushi Anchorage for the FOOTE.

After midnight (0210) on July 23rd the FOOTE receives verbal orders to establish a patrol on station Easy-2. This must have been a holding position because at 1100 the patrol was vacated and the FOOTE was directed to rendezvous with a convoy off Naha Harbor - escort duty again. The escort screen is USS CALLAGHAN (DD-792) (CDS-55), USS EVANS (DD-552) and USS FOOTE (DD-511). Screening this group lasted for about 20-miles when the USS VAMMEN (DE-644) and USS DAMON M. CUMMINGS (DE-643) came steaming over the horizon to take over the duties. The FOOTE proceeded to Hagushi Anchorage in company with CALLAGHAN and EVANS. The ship not only had the anchor down, but the keel wet on both boats before the “Flag” in CHARLES AUSBURNE orders her out to patrol station Dog-3. A lousy pattern is developing here.

It’s back and forth on Dog-3 at 15-knots. There are no Bogies - only sunrise and sunset G.Q. - seas are smooth and skies are clear. Wonder what happened to that suspected typhoon? On July 25th the FOOTE is relieved on station by the USS ERWIN (DD-794) and heads to Hagushi Anchorage for fuel. She took on fuel from the ARETHUSA (IX-135) (Formerly classified as an AO). Time in the anchorage was only about two hours - FOOTE’s mail is on the other side of the island - and, it’s back out to patrol station Dog-4.

In accordance with secret dispatch from Commander of Task Group 99.1 all unit designations are to be changed at 0900 on July 26th. Task Group 99.1 becomes Task Group 95.5 - the FOOTE is now assigned to Task Unit 95.5.6. At 0758 the FOOTE rendezvoused with the USS PRITCHETT (DD-561) and the USS ELKHART (APA-60) en-route to Kume Shima. The purpose of this group is to re-supply a small garrison on the island. As the ELKHART off-loads supplies the FOOTE and PRITCHETT patrolled south of Kume Shima. At various times during the operation the USS BASS (APD-124) joined the screening destroyers. The PRITCHETT was relieved on station by the USS PRESTON (DD-795) at 1305. Unloading operations stop at night and darken ship conditions are in force until daybreak.

The re-supply operation continues without interruption at first light on July 27th. The Japs are being very corporative by staying away. Off-loading by the ELKHART is completed by sundown, but she can’t depart the area because she has two boats hung up on the beach.
Finally, the ELKHART frees her boats, takes them aboard, and is ready to get underway by 0300. The PRESTON and FOOTE escorts the ELKHART into Hagushi Anchorage at 0642 on July 28th and the FOOTE immediately begins to top-off her fuel tanks from the ARETHUSA (IX-135). The whale boat made a “mail run” and there were several sacks of mail - Oh! Happy Day.

The FOOTE is swinging on the hook in her assigned berth in Hagushi Anchorage on July 29th when at 0215 G.Q. is sounded - this is for real - the lone remaining Radar Picket Station #9 is under attack. The USS CALLAGHAN (DD-792) is hit by a Kamikaze that came in low and undetected on her starboard side. The plane crashed into the after Engine Room and exploded. Fire raged through the ship igniting ammunition - no chance to keep her afloat. CALLAGHAN was patrolling Radar Picket Station #9 with the USS PRITCHETT (DD-561) and the USS CASSIN YOUNG (DD-793) and three LCSs (Pall Bearers). CALLAGHAN has seen her share of the Pacific War and was scheduled to go home for a complete overhaul of the ship and leave for the crew. The destroyer USS LAWS (DD-558) was coming to relieve CALLAGHAN on station - it was to be her last hours on station - it was to be her last hour - period. CALLAGHAN slipped below the water at 0235 with the loss of 52 of her crew . She received eight battle stars for her service in the Pacific.

The “Pall Bearers” closed in to pick up survivors. CALLAGHAN had 12 Jap planes painted on her Main Battery Gun Director - the Kamikaze that sunk her was the 13th. And, sinking, she was the 13th and last American destroyer to go down in the battle for Okinawa.

The second destroyer on Radar Picket Station #9 to be attacked was the PRITCHETT who took a Kamikaze under fire at 5,000-yards - with good hits - but, as they so often do, he kept coming and splashed into the sea approximately ten feet off the destroyer’s port side. His mission was partially accomplished as the bomb he was carrying exploded on impact, blowing in the PRITCHETT’s hull and causing extensive damage to her superstructure, port depth charge racks, emergency radio shack and power leads. Despite her damage PRITCHETT remained in the area for another two hours helping pick up survivors from the CALLAGHAN. PRITCHETT had one man killed and 15 wounded.

Two or three times during the early morning hours Bogies approached the anchorage, but not close enough for the FOOTE to open fire.

Three days ago the FOOTE operated with the PRITCHETT on the Kume Shima re-supply mission and six days ago the FOOTE and CALLAGHAN sailed together on convoy duty. The fortunate FOOTE’s luck continues to hold. The Radio Shack reports that over the week-end, after warning pamphlets were dropped, six Japanese cities were set on fire by 600 B-29 Bombers. In addition, more than 1,000 American and British carrier planes smashed transports, airfields and other military targets in the Tokyo area while American Battleships shelled Hamamatsu. Japan continues to reject the warning to surrender.

The FOOTE is still swinging on the hook in Hagushi Anchorage - went to G.Q. at 0215 when enemy aircraft approached the area. Word comes over the radio that CASSIN YOUNG is under attack on Radar Picket Station #9 and is made victim by a suicide plane for the second time when a low flying Kamikaze struck her starboard side. A tremendous explosion amidships was followed by fire, but the crew was able to get the fires under control and restore power to one Engine Room. She was able to make way in about twenty minutes and retire. She counted 21 of her crew dead and 39 wounded as she left the fury of Okinawa’s last Radar Picket Station - R.P. #9.

Verbal orders were received by the FOOTE at 0230 from Commander Task Unit 95.5.6 to relieve the USS BASS (APD-124) on patrol station Dog-1 about 15,000-yards out from the anchorage. It is reported that a Kamikaze has taken off her radar antenna - that’s getting pretty close. On station Dog-1 at 0303. At sunrise the USS LA PRADE (DE-409) relieves the FOOTE and she is directed to return to the anchorage. The remainder of the day is relatively quite, but it starts all over again with G.Q. at 2100 for about an hour, then again at 2300. Things get a little fouled up. Quite a few of the Bogies reported turn out to be friendly and you don’t want to be shooting at them.

On July 31st the FOOTE is ordered to get underway at 0630 to rendezvous with LST-1029 (Landing Ship Tank) off the anchorage area and escort her to Kerama Retto. The real purpose of this trip is to relieve the USS DYSON (DD-572) on a Jig Patrol at the south entrance to Kerama Retto (Wiseman’s Cove). It is quite a surprise to the crew when they arrive and discover that it is no longer used as a major anchorage - everything but a small group of ships have moves over to Buckner Bay. The DYSON is relieved and instead of leaving the area she is directed to move up to patrol the northern entrance to Kerama Retto. This is not the best place in the world to be on a Jig Line - reefs are close aboard and the islands make aerial radar practically useless. Guess these patrols are protecting the few ships in the anchorage and those unloading on the beach.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnubelt’s account)
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

Back to Radar Picker Station #15 (July 1945)

2007-01-22T13:00:00.000-08:00

We stayed alongside the Destroyer Tender USS HAMUL (AD-20) as long as we could, frantically trying to finish underway repairs and picking up last minute unscheduled items. Finally, in the afternoon of July 1 we cast off and move away from the HAMUL and anchor in Berth K-104, Kerama Retto, Okinawa.

Work continues on the FOOTE - all departments getting the ship ready for combat steaming again. The HAMUL technicians did a great job, but left it to the FOOTE crew to button-up, straighten-up and clean-up.

At Okinawa Gunto the FOOTE has been normally assigned to the Third Fleet, Task Force Thirty-one, Task Group Thirty-one point Five, (31.5). The FOOTE is also part of Destroyer Squadron Twenty Three (DesRon-23) and Destroyer Division Forty-six (DesDiv-46). At 0900 July 1 all task organizations to which this vessel is assigned are cancelled. In accordance with Commander Task Group 99.1, Operation Plan #4-45, the FOOTE is now assigned to Task Force 99. Commander of Task Force 99 is General J. W. Stillwell, USA, Commanding General of the Tenth Army and Commander of Ryukus Forces. We will be in Task Group 99.1 commanded by Rear Admiral C. H. Cobb, USN, Commander of Naval Forces, Ryukus, U.S.C.G.C. TANEY, flagship (what a deal) and Task Unit 99.1.6 commanded by Captain T. B. Duncan, USN, ComDesRon-23, CHARLES AUSBURNE, flagship. The mission of Task Unit 91.1.6 (DesRon-23) is to be the offensive screen and to furnish destroyers as radar pickets, screening vessels and escorting local groups.

We went to G.Q. at 0415 on the 2nd when a Bogie came in so close that the shore anti-aircraft batteries off the port bow opened up. The Bogie high-tailed it out of here without doing any damage. As soon as we secured from G.Q. we weighed anchor and went alongside the USS CUYAMA (AO-3) to take on fuel. We have been alongside the CUYAMA so often in recent times we are getting to know the crew.

When we finished fueling at 0825 we were directed by CTU-99.6.1 (Dispatch 011658) to escort LCT-1153 to Aguni Shima. I wonder what she’s carrying that’s so important to rate a destroyer guard dog? We arrived at Aguni Shima at 1200 and the LCT is nosed up on the beach. At 1500 we left the LCT at the beach and returned to Kerama Retto. At 1730 we topped off our fuel tanks from the USS BRAZOS (AO-4) and got underway for Hagushi Anchorage. We dropped the port anchor in Berth H-163 at 2007. It is a bright clear night - a good night for Bogies.

We passed a quite night on July 3rd and woke with a start to morning G.Q. and a bright warm day. About ever 3rd or 4th day a LCI (Landing Craft Infantry) makes its way around the anchorage delivering and picking up mail - hope today is one of those days. A sailor is always thinking of home - especially at Okinawa. This parody was written by one of those sailors.

Oh, give me a home, far away from the foam,
Far away from the smoke and this bay,
Where seldom is seen, FLASH RED, CONTROL GREEN,
And the G.Q. alarm is silent all day.

We watch all night with no sign of delight,
For the Bogies are coming they say,
If it rains we get soaked, if it’s dry we get smoked;
We are jumped by the Japs either way.

Home, home, Oh, take me home,
Get me there and I’ll never stray.
Get me out of this plight so I can sleep some at night,
And relax just a bit through the day.

Three cities in the Japanese home islands were hit by over five hundred B29 Bombers yesterday. Rumors are rife in the anchorage that the next big operation will be a landing on Kyushu - southernmost big Japanese home island.

We get new orders on July 4th. In accordance with Commander Task Unit 99.1.6 (Dispatch 030255) we are directed to get underway for our old hot spot, Radar Picket Station #15, in company with USS CONVERSE (DD-509) and USS AULICK (DD-569). ComDesDiv-46 in CONVERSE is O.T.C. (Officer in Tactical Command). As the three “Little Beaver” ships steamed in column at 21-knots toward Radar Picket Station #15 the ship pitched gently in the rolling sea and as we headed into the wind, the bow of the FOOTE dove down toward the small rollers, stopped just before she got under them, lifted her bow with a gentle withdrawal, then lowered it softly once more. It is exceedingly humid, very clear and beautiful.

We arrived on station at 0800 and relieved the USS HUBBARD (DE-211), USS BOLE (DD-600) and USS PRITCHETT (DD-561). Our support craft (Pallbearers) are LCS-84, LCS-64, LCS-101 and LCS-120. We are steaming at 12-knots in a special formation with 700-yard separation on a patrol courses of 045-Degrees True and 225-Degrees True, reversing course ever 30-minutes. The LCSs are in formation two miles to the northwest.

On a Radar Picket Station I think the best Battle Station (G.Q.) to have aboard a destroyer is top-side - although you are exposed, you can see everything that is going on around the ship. I think the worst G.Q. station would be the Engineering spaces and Repair Parties. The Engineers are below the waterline, surrounded by pipes full of scalding steam, spinning turbines and electric motors, in oppressive heat with only the sounds of the guns and speed of the ship to give them an indication of what is going on. Topside and most of the below deck crew has things they must do - search, aim, load, fire, pass ammunition or clips, stand-by to steer, watch the radar, turn the throttle wheel, open or close a valve or operate the Fire Control computer. Even the men in the handling room or magazines for the five inch guns, under dogged-down hatches, below the waterline in most cases, surrounded by explosives, placing their 54-pound projectiles in the hoist and passing the 38-pound powder case up through scuttles in the gun mount, has something to do, something to occupy hands, body and mind.

Action is probably hardest on the men in the Damage Control and Repair Parties. A man in a Damage Control Party had nothing to do, his job begins when the ship is hit. Until then he has simply to sit inside the hull, water-tight hatches closed around him, ventilation off, blind except the eerie glow of the red battle lights - wait and try to piece together from the sounds, feelings and fragmentary reports of a telephone talker, the events on which his life depends. But, once the ship is hit, everyone’s life depends, to a great degree, on the performance of the Damage Control Parties.

The Fourth of July 1945 passes on Radar Picket Station #15 without any fireworks from the FOOTE.

On July the 5th we were steaming as before on Radar Picket Station #15. At 0701 one of the Pallbearers (LCS-64) sighted a corpse in the water. They were ordered to investigate and it was identified as Japanese. It was left in the water. At 1520 LCS-64 left Radar Picket #15 and returned to the anchorage at Okinawa. No Bogies approached our station close enough for us to go to G.Q. - so far today, things are very quiet. Today the Radio Shack reports that the Navy has been ordered to take over the Akron, Ohio plants of Goodyear Tire and Rubber Co. whose workers have been on strike since June 16th. I wonder if they would like to swap places?

At 0700 on July 6th LCS-84 left station after being relieved by LCS-61. We went to G.Q. at 0810, but the Bogie didn’t close. By order of ComDesDiv-46 (OTC) our group held two hours of Tactical Maneuvers after lunch. It was fun to watch. Hundreds of miles of ocean around us and the OTC worries about being off station by a few yards - what a deal. Broke off the exercise at 1445 and went to G.Q. - nothing materialized.

Pallbearers LCS-102 and LCS-104 were relieved by LCS-64 and LCS-120 at 1000 on July 7th. We have been out here three days and haven’t fired a round - Jap aerial activity has greatly diminished - that’s fine with me. As powerful land-based radar is set up on Okinawa and out-lying islands some of the ring of Radar Picket Stations are being eliminated.

On July 8th at 0755 the USS HUBBARD (DE-211), USS CUNNINGHAM (DD-752), USS EVANS (DD-552) relieved the CONVERSE, AULICK and FOOTE who were directed to Kerama Retto for logistics. First it was alongside our old friend the USS CUYAMA (AO-3) for fuel then over to Berth K-56 where we dropped the hook and commenced taking on stores. Taking on stores from boats alongside is unmercifully slow and lasted well past mid-night.

At 1610 the next day we weighed anchor and got underway for Hagushi Anchorage. When we arrived at 1748 we were assigned an berth and almost everyone was listening to the Armed Forces radio broadcast - the greatest assemblage of American air might - 1,500 bombers and fighters - hit Japan today. We didn’t have a G.Q. all night - that’s a rarity.

The Radio Shack reports on July 10th that there will be a 1,000-plane raid on Japan today. We could see B-24 and B-25 Bombers forming up over our area to take part in the raid. Tokyo Rose said in her broadcast today …”The Okinawa campaign was a decided psychological victory for the Japanese because the Americans paid such high price for it and that has fortified the Nipponese, who will annihilate the Americans when they try to invade the homeland……”. Well, Rosie, here comes another 1,000-plane raid - you had better get in a hole.

We have been battle ready and swinging on the hook for the last three days wondering what is next. Now we know - on July 12th it’s back to the Jig-line - underway at 0600 with the CONVERSE and AULICK to Radar Picket Station #15. We arrive on station at 0745 and relieve the HUBBARD, CUNNINGHAM and EVANS. They indicated that things had been relatively quite - hope it stays that way.

Our first unscheduled G.Q. on station was 1030 July 13th. The Bogie didn’t close. The weather is clear with a smooth sea, but pretty warm. There was no G.Q. all night.

We have steamed and counter steamed across this particular bit of ocean known as Radar Picket Station #15 for the past 44-hours with no problem, but at 0407 on July 14th the loud, insistent clanging of the G.Q. alarm sent the crew scrambling to their Battle Stations (G.Q.). What a jolt when you are sleeping soundly. There is one Bogie on the Radar Screen headed in and night CAP (Combat Air Patrol) is vectored out on bearing 285-Degrees True to make an interception. The night CAP gave a “Talley-ho” about 10-miles out and a “Splash” shortly thereafter. It was just before dawn when CAP shot the Bogie down and he made a bright flare on his way to the water. The CAP identified the Bogie as a Jap “Betty” - a twin engine bomber. The Radar Screen was clear and we secured from G.Q. at 0445.

On July 15th the Radio Shack received a newscast that said Washington, D.C. reported there had been a total of 261 B-29 Bomber raids on Japan dropping over 90,000-tons of bombs and destroying 127-square miles of 27 Japanese cities. It is estimated that 51% of Tokyo has been bombed out - and still no sign of surrender.

At 0855 on July 16th the CONVERSE, AULICK and FOOTE are relieved on Radar Picket Station #15 by the USS LEARY (DD-879), USS DYSON (DD-572) and USS IRWIN (DD-794). The LEARY is the new Gearing Class Destroyer commissioned since the first of the year. The Gearing Class is a modified Sumner Class design with 14-feet added to her length for fuel tanks to increase her range. She sure is sleek looking with her twin 5-inch gun mounts. We look like we have been in a demolition derby compared to her. Picket Station duty will do that to a ship. Stood in about 1030 for Okinawa, but had to go about 30-miles out of the way to take on fuel from the USS SUAMIACO (AO-49). After fueling we took station astern of AULICK and proceeded to Hagushi Anchorage. We dropped the hook in our assigned berth at 1850 - went all night with no G.Q.

On July 17th after the public address (1-MC) directed the crew to begin the day’s work it was keyed again and called for me to report to Lt. Polatty’s (Executive Officer) stateroom - what did I do? When I arrived he told me that by authority of Commander Surface Forces Pacific I was being transferred back to the States for the 7th Increment Navy V-12 Program - he thought I would be going to Columbia University, but he wasn’t sure. He said there would be a boat alongside in approximately 30-minutes to take me to the beach and I should be on the Quarter Deck ready to leave the ship. He handed me my Service Jacket and Orders - wished me luck - we shook hands and that was it. I was dumfounded - but I was on the Quarter Deck to catch the boat. In my wildest dream this is not how I thought I would leave the FOOTE. What very few shipmates I was able to see before departing - I told good-by. As the boat headed for shore and my report to the Beach Master for further transportation, I looked back at the FOOTE for the last time - she was quickly lost among the many ships in the anchorage.
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt’s account)
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

Ashore on Zamami Shima (June 1945)

2006-12-20T19:18:00.000-08:00

We arrived in Kerama Retto (Wiseman’s Junkyard) at 0710 on June 26th and went alongside the USS CUYAMA (AO-3) to take on fuel. The CUYAMA is one of the very old oilers built in 1917 with a normal 14,500-ton displacement. Upon completion of fueling we anchored and commenced availability assigned to the Destroyer Tender USS HAMUL (AD-20). Because of the large workload on this tender only the most urgent work can be accomplished - there are destroyers tied up port and starboard to the HAMUL, so we start our availability anchored nearby until a ship leaves the tender.

The USS THATCHER (DD-514) (Little Beaver) was hit on a Radar Picket Station on May 20th - killing 14 and wounding 53 - she limped back into Kerama Retto and is still waiting for drydock availability to repair a large hole below the waterline in the vicinity of the starboard boat davits (such is the crush of business - take a number and wait in line).

On land at Okinawa the glory of dying for the Emperor seems to be fading. The word is, more Japanese soldiers are surrendering than ever before - many waving the red, white and blue leaflets dropped by American planes. Others are choosing suicide. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers are shooting themselves or blowing themselves up with hand grenades. A communiqué intercepted from the Japanese home islands announces that everyone, including civilians, must now be prepared to turn their bodies into human bombs. Radio Tokyo broadcast that while, “all Japanese regret the loss of Okinawa, the future is still bright. The sooner the Americans come to the homeland the better for the Japanese people - for our battle array is complete. There will be worldwide amazement when our special attack weapons display full activity”. I wonder what all that means?

We passed a relatively quiet night on June 27th - only one Condition Red and we went to G.Q. One of the destroyers leaves the tender, so we weigh anchor and get underway at mid-morning and moor port side to the HAMUL to continue our availability. We will supply all our own power due to the threat of an air attack.

The FOOTE has broadcast receivers that permit us to pick up both the Armed Forces Radio and Tokyo Rose. Everyone listens to Rose, if they can - in the Wardroom, Chief Petty Officers quarters and in the crew’s mess. Sometimes the music isn’t too bad. Rose’s claims of damage done by the Japanese Navy and Air Force gives everyone a good chuckle. On her radio broadcast the Japs were always sinking the U.S. Navy, but everyone noted that each time the Navy got sunk it got sunk a little closer to Tokyo.

This availability is nothing but work - work on what needs tender help was first priority, but that isn’t all - it was clean, paint and re-supply the ship. There were “working parties” for everything. “Working parties” are the Navy’s answer to automation. Everything the Navy eats, uses or shoots at the Japs comes in packages small enough for a sailor to lift. Stuff was steadily moving from service boats, barges or the tender to storage spaces aboard the ship - moved by sailors who know that the emphasis in this scenario is on “working” - never on “party”. It took a sailor with real finesse to avoid an all hands “working party” - and, if he got caught, he was usually put on report. Remember sailors, it’s five days and we are out of here - ready or not.

Japanese aerial activity seems to have diminished. I hope it is not just a lull before the next “Kikusui” (Floating Chrysanthemum or mass Kamikaze attack).

On June 29th it was announced that crew members from each section, that could be spared, would be allowed to go ashore on Zamami Shima for a short time. This would be the first time our feet touched land in a very long time and it was hard to pass up - we would only be allowed four hours and two cans of beer. The LCVP (Landing Craft Variable Purpose - our transportation) put us ashore on the beach where the first assault landed to secure the Kerama Retto area. The flat area at the landing site was only about 800-yards across and maybe 1,500-yards long ending in very steep rising hills. A twenty minute walk up the hills put us on a ridge looking out to sea on a magnificent view of this small group of islands with all the ships massed in its roadstead. Looking inland there was a picturesque valley and the small town of Zamami, whose salient feature was a newly made, neat little cemetery - the price of occupation. Those who went down to look around said most of the markers are Navy.

There were several caves on the hill - all sizes. The most pointed picture of all were the many unburied Japs lying helter-skelter all over the crest of the hill in various stages of decomposition amidst the most nauseating odor you can imagine - reminding you that just a short time ago a violent war was waged in this pastoral scene.

After prowling over, around and into everything we could, it was back to the beach and a ride in the LCVP to the ship. Some of the crew picked up souvenirs - the prize would be a Rising Sun Flag that most Jap soldiers carried in his helmet. Those personal flags were supposed to protect him from harm. Must say they haven’t been very efficacious on this hill. After returning to the ship there was a bulletin posted that warned---“…booby traps….possible infiltration of enemy guerrillas….stay in area posted….” Now they tell us. What a guy want do to get off the ship and drink two lousy hot beers.

It seems that at least one Jap plane is sent down ever night to make us go to G.Q. - we can’t shoot - just sit on our battle station in the smoke laid down by our small boat smoke generators - seems they just want to keep us from sleeping and they are doing a good job of that.

One of our guys talked to the USS THATCHER (DD-514)(Little Beaver) mailman and he said they were scheduled to enter drydock tomorrow.

Today (June 30th) is our last day of availability alongside the HAMUL - we will move to an anchorage sometime tomorrow. It looks like we just may get all the vital work completed.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt’s personal account.) (Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

Steaming on Station Niece (June 1945)

2006-12-11T09:47:00.000-08:00

We are anchored in Hagushi Anchorage and go to sunrise G.Q. at 0527 on June 20th. We begin our day by making sure all ship elements are battle ready - without qualification. The word is, we will be on the move again very soon - despite the rumor, this thing with the Kamikaze is not over yet.

We weighed anchor and got underway at 1201 in accordance with ComCortDiv-4, dispatch #200100. The FOOTE is now assigned to Task Group 32.15 (CTG 32.15 is Rear Admiral I. C. Sowell, USN, ComBatDiv-4, USS WEST VIRGINIA (BB-48), flagship). We rendezvous with the Task Group west of the transport area and take A/S (Anti-Submarine) Screen #55, Station #5. Task Group 31.15 is composed of USS WEST VIRGINIA (BB-48), (ComBatDiv-4), USS CALIFORNIA (BB-44), USS WICHITA (CA-45) (ComCruDiv-4), USS TUSCALOSA (CA-37), USS ST. LOUIS (CL-49), USS PAUL G. BAKER (DE-642), (ComCortDiv-73, ComScreen) USS BRADFORD (DD-545), USS COWELL (DD-547), USS CROSS (DE-448), and USS FOOTE (DD-511). Word from the Radio Shack is this Task Group is retiring to Area Helmet east of Okinawa a distance sufficiently far from the active area (center of the bull’s eye) to give the ships security and the crews a little rest. Sure feels good having all those big ships near us. It may be more dangerous from friendly fire being with them if a low flying Bogie is inbound and all those guns start firing over us in the outer screen position. I don’t want to think about that.

The ship dipped gently in the slowly rolling sea as we move east-southeast towards Latitude 25-Degrees North steaming on various courses and speeds to maintain position in the formation.

On June 21st at about 4-bells of the mid-watch (2 A.M. to the man in the street) the disposition course was 090-Degrees True, speed 13-knots. The screen axis is the same as the course of advance. Our speed and course takes us out of Area Helmet into Area Niece at about 3 A.M. We went to morning G.Q. at 0535 and the “ship was lit” at 0616. We secured from G.Q. at 0638 and set condition of readiness II MIKE, material condition BAKER.

Two TBM’s (Navy Torpedo Bombers) in the area are lost and about to run out of fuel. At 1142 we are directed to leave the formation and stand by for them to make a water landing. Our Whale Boat is manned and lowered to about 4-feet above the water.

At 1148 TBM #309 (Voice Call 5V461) made a very nice water landing on our port quarter. The Whale Boat is in the water and on their way to pick them up before the plane hits the water. With some nice ship handling by the Captain two airmen were picked up with lines from the forecastle and the Whale Boat picked up the third airman. All three were uninjured. We are lying-to, using engines as necessary to maintain position, to render assistance to the second TBM in trouble.

At 1213 the second TBM #376 (Voice Call 105V461) crashed landed in the water (a bit rougher than the first). The Whale Boat picked up all three of the airmen uninjured. Twelve minutes from the time they hit the water we were picking up the Whale Boat and getting underway for Nakagusuku Wan, Okinawa (now called Buckner Bay in honor of Lt. General S. B. Buckner who was killed in action four days before the declared land victory). We were directed to deliver our two Marine Corp pilots and four enlisted Marines to Commander Task Group 31.19. This is going to be a quick trip - we kick the speed up to 32-knots. We passed through the A/S (Anti-submarine) net at Okinawa and are laying-to off BROWN BEACH at 1555. The Whale Boat was put in the water and we transferred our six Marines to the LCI-782 ( No ice cream - normally, we would get 30-gallons from a carrier - five gallons for each airman returned). We steam back through the A/S net at 1720 and set course for Area Niece where T.G.-32.15 is now operating.

History will record that the land war on Okinawa ended on 21 June 1945. Japanese resistance collapsed in a horror of Banzai charges and Hari-kiri. But, around Okinawa the Navy maintained a vigilant watch. By all indications the Divine Wind has not blown itself into history. Today, the LSM-59 and USS BARRY (DD-248) were sunk by suicide planes and the USS KENNETH WHITING (AV-14) was hit by a Kamikaze. Two of the Bogies came into Kerama Retto using our IFF - that’s not good. All hands maintain an alert watch - on your toes, guys. We rendezvoused with T.G.-32.15 at 2300 and assumed our normal screening station. Earlier this evening Tokio Rose broadcast our Task Force strength and position - how did she get that dope???

On June 22nd there was a bright moon until after mid-night, as we made way at 12- knots on our screening station, and no G.Q. all night. Dawn broke under clear blue skies with smooth seas and an ever so slight wind out of the southeast.

Something new has been added today……MINES!!!! I wonder how many we passed during the night - best we don’t know. All of a sudden we are surrounded by a bunch of them. We exploded two with the forward 40-MM guns - not easy to hit with only 12 to 18 inches above water - and, you can’t get too close. They do make a bang and sling scrap iron for some distance. Two other ships in the screen exploded several - I believe I’ll sleep on the Flying Bridge tonight. We went to routine G.Q. at sunset. There were 34 raids over the Okinawa area yesterday with approximately 50 Jap planes shot down by the C.A.P. (Combat Air Patrol) and ships. One raid of sixteen planes was completely wiped out by the C.A.P. Somebody needs to tell the Japs that Okinawa has been secured.

On June 23rd we passed a dark night in Area Niece with the moon hidden by clouds. The weather is still, cloudy and a bit warm. There is a moderate sea running from astern and what wind there is comes from the north. The motion of the ship is gentle - a slight
pitch and an occasional deep roll as quartering seas come in. With the feeling of tension subsiding throughout the ship it becomes easier to submit to fatigue and at times it is a struggle to stay awake on watch. But, mercifully, morning G.Q. comes and goes - the day’s routine begins. We expend 1146 rounds of 40-MM ammunition in morning firing practice at air bursts. In late afternoon the WICHITA, ST. LOUIS, COWELL and BRADFORD left the formation to proceed to Kerama Retto for logistics and mail. No. G.Q. all day.

There was no G.Q. all night on the 24th - sleep was only interrupted by the watch you stood - we could get to liking this. We went to sunrise G.Q. at 0530 and secured at 0628. We made daily inspection of magazines and smokeless powder samples. Conditions were normal. At 0651 the USS TENNESSEE (BB-43) is visible on the horizon. Commander of Task Force 32 in TENNESSEE joined this Task Force and assumed tactical command at 0720. (Vice Admiral J. B. Oldendorf, USN, ComBatRon-1
USS TENNESSEE, flagship).

The USS WICHITA (CA-45), USS WALKE (DD-723), USS ST. LOUIS (CA-49), USS CHESTER (CA-27), USS COWELL (DD-547) and USS WEBER (APO-75) joined the formation early in the morning on June 25th and brought several sacks of mail for the FOOTE - morale goes sky high. Looks like mail service from the states is running 10-days to two weeks in some cases - pretty good. As we steam on station Niece we will even have time to answer - hate those CENSORS.

After sunset G.Q. the FOOTE, in company with the CALIFORNIA (Prune Barge) and CROSS, left the formation to proceed to Kerama Retto . The FOOTE has been assigned five days availability alongside a Tender - all department heads have your list ready, in descending order of priority - remember, it is only five days. Speed is set to arrive in Kerama Retto (Wiseman’s Junkyard) after morning G.Q. Get a good night’s sleep sailors, because we are about to go to work.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary, USS FOOTE General Action Report and Gene Shnaubelt’s Personal Account) (Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

Radar Picket Station #5 (June 1945)

2006-11-12T19:28:00.000-08:00

We have steamed over 200-miles since yesterday, but are still right where we were three days ago - reversing course every thirty minutes - on Radar Picket Station #5 about 40-miles east of Point Bolo. At 0900 on June 16th we made the daily inspection of magazines and smokeless powder samples - conditions normal. They are always normal, but regulations require a check. At 0958 the USS WADSWORTH (DD-516) relieved BRADFORD on this station. Radar Picket Station #5 is now occupied by the FOOTE, WADSWORTH and BOYD. After sunset General Quarters word reaches us that the USS TWIGGS (DD-591) has been hit and is sinking. She was operating as picket for the western fire support group off Okinawa when a single low-flying “Jill” (Torpedo Bomber) was detected less than 1,000-yards on her port beam. The Jap dropped a torpedo and before TWIGGS could swing away, the fish hit in the No. 2 magazine and engulfed most of the ship in flames. The Kamikaze circled and completed its mission in a suicide crash into the ship aft.

A torpedo explosion - magazine explosion - aircraft explosion - the triple blasting tore through the destroyer and sent sheets of fire raging through the superstructure. Damage Control never had a chance.

Thirty minutes after the Kamikaze hit the after magazine blew up. In less than an hour - TWIGGS sank. When she went down - 18 of her 22 officers went with her, including the Captain. A total of 165 men were lost with the ship. Radio reports indicate that the USS PUTMAN (DD-537) has picked up 131 of her crew, many need surgery and hospitalization. The four surviving officers are among the wounded. The TWIGGS disaster is one of the few in which every officer in the ship was either killed or wounded.

A destroyer sailor on picket duty is the antithesis to the Samurai. The Kamikaze is seeking immortality and the destroyer sailor is trying to see that he gets it - but, your own immortality is never very far from the equation.

I don’t know about other ships on Picket Stations, but most of the FOOTE crew appeared to possess a subconscious feeling of personal immortality that mask the reality of war at Okinawa. This conviction makes it possible to eat, sleep and maintain a reasonable relationship with our shipmates.

On June 17th the sun rose clear from behind cumulus clouds that sometime rim the horizon at dawn and dusk. Time passes slow on R.P. Station #5 as the FOOTE, WADSWORTH and BOYD patrol back and forth leaving a wide white wake on a mournful sea.

Between sunrise and sunset there are watches to stand, logs to write, meals to prepare, consume and clean up after; weapons and machinery to be maintained and adjusted, inspections to be made, paint to be chipped, scraped, primed and repainted in the
ceaseless struggle against rust. There are signals by flag hoist, position reports and fuel status reports to be made. There is laundry to be done, hatch knife edges to be sanded
and hatch gaskets to be cleaned. There are charts to be corrected, radio messages to be copied, decoded, logged, distributed and initialed. And, all the while, night and day, whatever else was being done, the primary and eternal effort to keep all hands alert and ready for enemy attack is paramount. The idea is to get them first - before they get too close - if possible. So goes life on a Radar Picket Station destroyer at Okinawa.

At 1626 the USS FULLAM (DD-474) relieved the BOYD on this station. FULLAM now carries the O.C.T. (Officer in Tactical Command) of the Radar Picket Station. We are next up for relief - Oh! Happy Day……

At 0913 on the 18th the FOOTE is relieved by the USS KNAPP (DD-653) and directed to proceed to Kerama Retto (Wiseman’s Cove - in reality, Wiseman’s Junkyard) for logistics. Life in Kerama Retto is far less dangerous than being on a Radar Picket Station, but the General Alarm still clanged at night and everyone rushes to his Battle Station. It is no longer single combat, but we still don’t get much sleep. At the first warning of FLASH RED, LCVPs and LCMs with smoke generators run back and forth upwind until the entire harbor is under a white protective blanket of smoke. All ships are ordered not to fire even if the planes are sighted, so we just sit on our battle stations and breathed in the oily white airborne chemical smoke - visibility zero - and wait while the Japs drone maddeningly back and forth over the anchorage. Often there is only a single plane whose mission, it seemed, was to keep everyone from sleeping.

All that said, we are glad to be here and not on a Radar Picket Station. When we complete fueling we tie-up to another “LITTLE BEAVER” - USS BRAINE (DD-650) in nest with other destroyers. The BRAINE was hit on May 27th by two suicide planes and this is our first chance to see her - up close. You wonder what is holding her together. Her Main Battery Director is where her 5-inch Gun #2 should be - the Bridge is completely burned out - just a gaping hole where she carried the No. 2 Torpedo Tubes - and the mid-ship 40-MM Guns are twisted and bent into nothing that resembled guns. These Fletcher Class Destroyers can definitely take a beating and survive.

Seeing the BRAINE is the bad news - we get mail - that is the glad news. It is a Navy axiom that morale aboard a warship depends on “pay, liberty and chow”. Mail should be added and given equal statue.

With her emergency repairs completed, the BRAINE slipped the nest on June 19th and got underway at 0700 for the States - her destination - Boston.

With all replenishment complete the FOOTE gets underway at 1306 for Hagushi Anchorage and arrives at 1458. We were assigned one of the northern most anchorages to await further orders. No sooner had we dropped the port anchor with 40-fathoms of chain and settled in when FLASH RED was received. No rest for the weary.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary, USS FOOTE General Action Report and Gene Schnaubelt) (Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

Invasion of Aguni Shima (June 1945)

2006-10-26T18:46:00.000-07:00

At 0106 on June 9th we picked up 60-fathoms of chain with the starboard anchor and got underway in company with Task Group-31.25 in accordance with CTG-31.25 reference 070220 (Land on and occupy Aguni Shima). The Captain has the conn, the Navigator is on the bridge - using various courses and speeds to clear the anchorage. We take Station #5 in the formation - speed 7-knots. At 0150 a low flying plane sends us to Battle Stations and since our bombardment is scheduled to begin at 0500 we stay at Condition Affirm. The Bogie passes so low and close we could hear his engine clearly, but there was no firing. At 0345 the FOOTE is detached from the invasion formation to go ahead and be in position for the scheduled bombardment of Green Beach. At 0455 we are in position for bombarding - using engines and rudders, occasionally, to maintain position. At H-hour minus 60 we began our bombardment of the landing beach.

We “check fire” at intervals to allow our planes to make low level bombing runs. At H-12 the amphibs are about 500-yards off the beach and the LCSRs start their rapid fire rocket bombardment followed by aircraft coming in low for strafing runs. It is really well timed and a sight to behold - nothing could be left alive on that beach. At 0600 the landing forces make a dash for the beach and all shelling is stopped. The troops go ashore standing up and we are laying to on station awaiting request for “call fire”. The Spotter Plane reported at 0730 that the landing was going very well. We are instructed at 0923 to move to the North side of Iguni Shima and establish an Antiaircraft Picket Station. We are on station 2-miles North of Aguni Shima by 1020 and are joined by the Destroyer Escort USS EDMONDS (DE-406) in column 1000-yards astern. At 1228 the Destroyer USS DALY (DD-519) relieves EDMONDS - shortly, LCS-120 reported for duty as support vessel (Pallbearer) on station 1,500-yards astern. All ships on station went to G.Q. at 1420 - we increased speed to 34-knots when the Bogie approached the area - Bogie turns away. By sundown Aguni Shima is completely secured - very little resistance. We went back to G.Q. at 1925 - just before darkness a Bogie is reported in the area - darken ship. All ships at the landing area open up with every A.A. Gun they have, but the Bogie makes it through and heads toward us and begins to circle us at about 5,000-yards, just a few feet off the water. This goes on for a while after complete darkness - all hands are tense - he thinks better of it and turns away. We were tracking him on radar and the Captain was keeping us broadside to the target so all guns would bear - if it had been daylight we would have nailed him. The remainder of the night slipped by without incident.

We went to G.Q. several times during the morning of June 10th when Bogies approached the area - we did not fire. At 1038 the USS PAUL HAMILTON (DD-590) relieved the DALY on this station. Under orders from CTG-31.25 the PAUL HAMILTON, FOOTE and LCS-120 vacated this station at 1321 and proceeded to the transport area. Then shortly, the entire Task Group got underway for Hagushi Anchorage, Okinawa. The FOOTE took station to screen the Task Group until it arrived at Hagushi Anchorage. We dropped anchor at 1722 and received verbal orders that Task Group-31.25 is dissolved.

We get word that the USS WILLIAM D. PORTER (DD-579) has been sunk by a Kamikaze on our old Radar Picket Station #15. A Jap “Val” (Dive bomber with fixed landing gear) dropped out of some low hanging clouds and made straight for the ship. Quick evasive action by the Captain caused the Bogie to miss the ship, but he hit close alongside and somehow, the bomb he carried ended up directly beneath the WILLIAM D. PORTER before it exploded. Suddenly, the entire after section of the ship was lifted out of the water and dropped back again. She lost power and suffered major broken steam lines. There were numerous fires burning furiously. For three hours the crew struggled to put out the fires, repair the damage and keep the ship afloat, but their efforts failed and twelve minutes after the order to abandon ship was given the “WILLIE-D” healed over and sank by the stern. Sixty-one men were injured, but miraculously, there were no fatalities.

In the early afternoon of June 11th we weighed anchor and got underway to fuel at sea, west of Okinawa, from the USS TALLULAH (AO-50). Fueling was completed at 1513 and we were directed to Kerama Retto for logistics. FLASH RED occurred just as we were coming alongside a munitions ship - what a place to be. Fortunately, no Bogies appeared in our area and we completed replenishment, then we are directed to drop anchor in the southwestern corner of the anchorage. We receive orders to make all preparations for heavy weather. A typhoon is reported moving toward Okinawa. All hands work at securing any loose gear topside and below decks - generally, batten down for heavy seas. By June 12th the typhoon brought heavy rains, winds and some high seas, but passed to the West of us causing no real problems. At 0600 the typhoon warning is canceled and all extra precautions aboard ship are lifted. At 0843 we weigh anchor and get underway from Kerama Retto en route to Hagushi Anchorage, Okinawa. The work day aboard ship officially begins at 0800 and anything that happens immediately prior might be explained away as a minor irritation and annoyance due to exigencies of the Navy. From eight in the morning ‘til three in the afternoon, if you are not on watch, you are expected to “turn-to” and earn a day’s pay - so, let the day begin. Arrived at the anchorage and reported to CTG-31.5 for duty at 1035.

On June 13th we receive orders from CTG-31.5 to get underway and relieve the USS KNAPP (DD-653) on Radar Picket Station #5. (R.P. #5 is about 40-miles East of Point Bolo. The sixteen Radar Picket Stations that ring Okinawa are located by bearing and distance measured from a jutting point on the west coast of Okinawa with the Japanese name of Zampa Misaki, but the Navy calls it “Point Bolo”. on the invasion charts.). On station we are in company with the USS BRADFORD (DD-545) and USS BOYD (DD-544). BOYD carries the O.T.C. (Officer in Tactical Command) (With a 28-year old Captain it will be a rare occasion if we carry the O.T.C.). We went to G.Q. at 1310, 1430 and 1735 as unidentified aircraft approached the area. Each time the planes were identified as ‘friendlies’ - our ‘chicks’. Miracle of miracles - we pass the night without one G.Q.

The Kamikaze hitting the ships off Okinawa were mostly on a one-way mission - some were actually incapable of making the round trip to Okinawa and back - and the pilots had their ritual and sent home a lock of their hair before they took off. Their mission was to give up their life for the Emperor and our mission was to help them before they smashed into a ship. Even when their planes were crippled, and on fire, they bored in. The only way to stop them was to blow them to bits before they got close enough for the pieces to hurt you.

On the FOOTE, like other ships on station, the screws maintained a steady RPM as they made way on the Jig-line. The Yoeman prepared more reports in the Ship’s Office; in the Galley the cooks brewed more coffee, sliced more mutton, baked more bread, cooked more beans; in the scullery, Mess Cooks steamed more cups, trays and utensils; the Postman told everyone who asked that he didn’t know when the hell we would get mail again; in the Radio Shack the “sparkies” copied more pages of messages that may be important to someone, but not to the FOOTE; in the Laundry the “button smashers” washed more drawers and lost more socks; and in Sick Bay ‘Doc’ Allen handed out more APC pills (All Purpose Compound) to anyone who showed up at Sick Call - yes, the FOOTE was ready on Radar Picket Station #5.

After the foul weather, day before yesterday, the weather has been very nice - clear, tangy sparkling, spring-like day. Good Bogie weather. A few unidentified planes on the radar that turns out to be friendly. All in all - not bad Radar Picket. duty - some of the crew gets a little sleep.

Just as the mid-watch is relieved the ship’s power fails - completely - both generators out - we are on auxiliary power for about 30-minutes. Some poor Electrician is going to catch hell.

The FOOTE, BRADFORD and BOYD move back and forth on R.P. #5 waiting for the “Divine Wind” - G.Q. at 0455, 1011, 1412 1925 and 2115 - all “friendly” or they didn’t close.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary, USS FOOTE General Action Report Gene Schnaubelt)
(Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers)

Invasion of Iheya Retto (June 1945)

2006-10-16T20:46:00.000-07:00

Our little armada of about 56 ships and landing craft is standing by to make another invasion try at Iheya Retto. It is very warm and cloudy and I bet the Marines crowded in those small boats are ready for something to happen. Let’s get it on or call it off.

On June 3rd we weigh anchor at 0215 and slip silently seaward sheparding our LSTs, LCIs and LCMs like a sheep dog. The night is pitch-dark with rain in the area and forming up is all done with the surface radar - destination is Iheya Retto - north of Point Bolo about 45-miles. We go to G.Q. at 0245 and the rains came - mighty uncomfortable topside - glad it’s not cold. When we arrive at Iheya Retto, five of the destroyers move in parallel to the beach and began laying down a barrage on the landing area. Troops began disembarking at exactly 1000. As planned, when the pre-landing bombardment of the beach is completed, the FOOTE immediately swings around the small island and established a Radar Picket Station opposite the beachhead so any planes coming down from Japan will see us first. We didn’t have to wait long - Bogies heading in at 1309. The overcast is very dense and very low. It will be very hard for the C.A.P. to pick up a Bogie visually. The USS O’BANNON (DD-450) and the USS PAUL HAMILTON (DD-590) joined us on station to provide more fire power. A Jap “Val” (Dive Bomber with fixed landing gear) came screaming down our port side at about 6,000-yards with four Corsairs on his tail - closing steadily. They were in and out of the low lying clouds until they disappeared and about five seconds later there was a big flash on the horizon - scratch one Bogie.

At 1341 we sighted another “Val” on the port side with that unmistakable fixed landing gear - our 5-inch and 40-MM guns opened fire at 4,000-yards. Suddenly, he dips his wing and turns off in a long sweeping dive at one of the other destroyers. The other two ships open fire - the “Val” is hit and aflame, but he never varies his course - misses the O’BANNON by yards throwing up a geyser of water as high as her mast.

At 1430 additional raids headed in were splashed by the Corsairs about eight miles out - if it was clear, it would be visible to us on the horizon. Those Marine Corsair pilots flying C.A.P. for us are doing a yeoman job - can you imagine what it would be like without them? We are picking up the incoming raids at about 50-miles and they come in like homing pigeons - their bearing never changes as much as one degree. With the incoming raid range down to 6,000-yards we still can’t see them. At 5,000-yatds - still not visible. (In clear weather, planes can be spotted at about 12,000 to 16,000 yards and 6,000-yards is considered “duck-soup” for the Main Battery.) When the Bogies are down to 4,000-yards, two Corsairs streak across our bow at about 400-knots and hightail it into the overcast. The topside crew members are real tense - everyone is holding their breath.

About 15-seconds later (which seems like forever) a ball of flame hurtles down off the starboard bow. In about another three seconds another Bogie goes down about a mile away. Reports from the Radio Shack indicate the C.A.P. has splashed 25 Bogies today and the Radar Picket destroyers got another five. After dark the area was clear of Bogies and the night was uneventful. A fellow can lose weight doing this kind of work.

On June 4th we are still patrolling on Radar Picket Station west of Iheya Retto and dawn breaks very cloudy with constant rain. We are on station with the USS PAUL HAMILTON and our “Pallbearers” are LCS-69 and LCS-95. The O’BANNON has been detached. We go to G.Q. at 0745 and again at 1020 - Bogies are in the area, but we can’t see them - good thing about it is they can’t see us either. The clouds are hanging right down on the water with almost constant rain. At 1030 LCS-69 and LCS-95 were detached and ordered to return to the Iheya Retta anchorage. We get the word at 1110 that typhoon warnings have been posted in the area (Iwo to Shanghai) - winds have picked up to about Force-4 on the Beaufort Scale. The Beaufort Scale goes from 0 to 12, with “0” being a calm, smooth, mirror-like sea. These twelve conditions are referred to as “Forces” and a Force-12 is a full blown typhoon. The descriptions are visual, not digital. Force-4 is a moderate wind, small waves, becoming longer with white caps. Around Force-8 you begin to have some sick sailors and feel a little anxious and foam is blown in well-defined streaks with the wind. In a Force-10 storm the official description calls for 30-foot seas where the “tumbling of the sea becomes heavy and shocking - the whole surface of the sea takes on a white appearance.”

At 1235 we are directed to immediately leave our Radar Picket Station and rejoin Task Group-31.25 and took station as A/S (Anti-Submarine) screen for the Task Group. The entire Task Group is underway at 1600 for a protected anchorage off Kouri Shima, on the northwest side of Okinawa - this is a land-locked bay called Nago Wan.

The typhoon doesn’t hit - it passes well to the east of us - winds never exceeded Force-4, so we stand out at 0400 with Task Group-31.25 and are directed to take up our old Radar Picket Station west of Iheya Retto. We are still under the low, ominous looking skies as the FOOTE and PAUL HAMILTON start patrolling our station on the. Japan side of Iheya Retto. The slower LCS-69 reported on station for duty as our “Pallbearer” at 1030. We went to G.Q. several times during the afternoon and evening when enemy aircraft approached, but we couldn’t see them and we didn’t fire. I love this lousy weather. The topside crew is wet constantly.

On the morning of June 6th we received a Commander Task Group-31.25 dispatch directing the FOOTE and CONVERSE to proceed to Kerama Retto to take on ammunition, fuel and stores - upon completion these vessels are to return to Iheya Retto. We departed our Radar Picket Station at 0600 when we were relieved by CHARLES AUSBURNE and joined CONVERSE en route to Kerama Retto. After nine hours of replenishment - hard work for most of the crew - we head back to Iheya Retto and anchored off the landing beach at 1817. G.Q. was sounded several times before the mid-watch, but we didn’t fire. The Radio Shack reports twelve Kamikaze were shot down in the last 24-hours.

We got underway at 0458 on the morning of June 8th in company with CONVERSE for our old Radar Picket Station. At 0543 the FOOTE and CONVERSE relieved CHARLES AUSBURNE and PAUL HAMILTON - USS DALY (DD-519) had joined them yesterday and she remains on station with us. (I learned after the war that I had a nephew serving on the DALY and neither of us knew what ship the other was in.) After only about seven hours on station the FOOTE, CONVERSE and DALY are directed to vacate the Picket Station and proceed to Hagushi Anchorage at Okinawa. Rumor has it we are standing by for the second invasion operation. Bogies approach the anchorage and we are at G.Q. from 1350 to 1910, then back to Battle Stations from 0210 to 0500 - this way nobody gets any sleep. The C.A.P. shot down ten planes in the past 24-hours.

The word is official, our little Task Group will support the landing and occupation of Aguni Shima - another of the little out-lying islands. All charts are made ready for the FOOTE’s role in the bombardment of the invasion beach. Reports are, there should be little or no resistance. Another land-based Radar Station will be installed to relieve the destroyers on Radar Picket duty. That’s a good deal. We went to G.Q. at 1110 and again at 1430 with lots of raids reported in the area, but none approached our anchorage. We went back to Battle Stations at 2015 with Bogies at 35-miles, headed in - this time one plane made it in to about 10,000-yards and was splashed astern of the FOOTE by the C.A.P. On the course he was holding he would have come right down our centerline in less than 2-minutes if a Corsair. had not nailed him - and us swinging on the hook. The FOOTE’s luck is holding pretty good.
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary, USS FOOTE General Action Report and Gene Schnaubelt)
Written by: Wilbur V. Rogers

Final Days of May (May 1945)

2006-09-28T20:58:00.000-07:00

On Radar Picket Station #15 our Captain Harry McElwain was cool, calm, intelligent, capable and resolute under attack. We weren’t the first to see those characteristics or he wouldn’t be commanding a destroyer at barely 28-years old. We are, indeed, fortunate to have him as our skipper.

Word has reached us that yesterday the Japs made a Kamikaze attack on Yontan Air Field. They used twelve “Sally” bombers (Army twin-engine bomber with a crew of seven) that carried 136 Paratroopers. The troops bailed-out over Yontan and ran directly to the parked U. S. aircraft and ammunition dumps, hurling phosphorous bombs and hand grenades. We lost two men and another eighteen were wounded before the raiders were either killed, wounded or captured. The raid destroyed seven parked U.S. planes and seventy thousand gallons of aviation gasoline. Four of the planes carrying suicide raiders were shot down. The Japs had 112 men dead on the ground.

We went to G.Q. at 0330 on May 25th with 30 Bogies in the area, but secured from G.Q. at 0405 and got underway to take on fuel after daybreak. When fueling was completed we were directed to go alongside a munitions ship to replenish our ammunition. While we were taking on ammunition, G.Q. was sounded and the FOOTE immediately cast off and moved away .-..there was a large group of Bogies in the area at 0900. We did not fire. At 1040 the Bogies had cleared the area and we were back alongside the munitions ship to finish replenishment. All hands, regardless of rate, were working at a furious pace to get away from the ammunition ship - some of the crew had not worked so hard and fast in their life - we finished and cast off all lines at 1330. That was a long three hours. There have been over 300 Bogies in the area since midnight. Fifty-four Jap planes have been “splashed” since 0100 - business is definitely picking up and being tied up to a munitions ship is not the place to be.

The USS STORMES (DD-780) that relieved us yesterday on Radar Picket Station #15 was hit at 0905. A Kamikaze crashed into their torpedo mount and a bomb the plane was carrying exploded in the magazine under her No. 3 5-inch gun mount. The crew fought fire and flooding until noon before they were confident they could save the ship. Twenty-one members of the crew were killed and 20 injured. A bit earlier and that could have been the FOOTE. And, to think, the STORMES only arrived at Okinawa on May 23rd and was hit less than 48-hours after arriving from Pearl Harbor in company with the cruiser USS LOUISVILLE (CA-28).

During the STORMES saga Radar Picket Station #5 shot down a “ Betty” bomber carrying an OKA (Called “ Baka” by the U.S. Navy - that is Japanese for “stupid”) strapped under a two-engine bomber. The OKA (Baka) is a human piloted suicide bomb, rocket-propelled, launched from underneath a “Betty” bomber. They have a warhead with 1,190-lbs. of high explosive and a speed up to 600 MPH. Range is about 15-miles. Once it is released by the “Betty” it is hard to defend against, but they are not very accurate - may be having trouble getting good pilots.
This turns out to be one of the big efforts by Japan against the invading forces. May 24-25 recorded 492 Jap planes of all types attacked the forces around and at Okinawa.

This was one of Japan’s massive attacks they called “Floating Chrysanthemums”. The final score in ships for May 24-25 was USS BATES (APD-47) and LSM-135, sunk - the USS GUEST (DD-472), USS WILLIAM C. COLE (DE-641), USS BUTLER (DMS-29), USS SPECTACLE (AM-305), USS BARRY (APD-29), USS O’NEILL (DE-188), USS STORMES (DD-780), USS ROPER (APD-20), USS FORREST (DMS-24) and PC-1603 damaged by Kamikaze. The LSM-135 had picked up the survivors from BATES when she was sunk. Those stark statistics for two days are grim evidence of the savagery of the war being waged at Okinawa. The carnage goes on and at 1500 extremely heavy rains begin. I feel sorry for the “grunts” fighting in the mud on the island
The FOOTE reported to Commander Task Group 51.5 for duty in the transport anti-aircraft screen. We took station in the transport screen in company with USS WATTS (DD-567), USS PUTMAN (DD-757), USS WREN (DD-568) and USS DYSON (DD-572). There was a short G.Q. at 1905, and then---sleep.

We went to morning G.Q. on the 26th in the rain. It had rained all night - very hard - monsoon kind of weather. No Bogies in the area - no G.Q. all night - our sleep was only interrupted by the watch we stood. After some very valuable sleep, we get mail - called “sugar reports” by those with “candy legs”.. We got underway at 1549 to join the transport anti-aircraft screen again. The USS PUTMAN (DD-757) is O.T.C. (Officer in Tactical Command). We are in company USS PUTMAN (DD-757), USS WATTS (DD-567), USS DYSON (DD-572), USS MASSEY (DD-778), USS AULICK (DD-569) and USS BAUER (DM-26). At 2025 all the screening ships returned to Hagushi Anchorage and we dropped the hook in Berth H-119.

The Battleships and Cruisers continue their relentless shelling of the island. This has been going on for almost two months. In addition, when the weather permits, there is a steady low level bombing by our planes plus the battering by our artillery ashore. I don’t see how anyone could survive this pounding.

On the morning of the 27th we get underway at 0702 when enemy aircraft approach the anchorage. Our assignment has been changed to another anti-aircraft screening station about 30-miles south of “Point Bolo” (Point of reference on Okinawa. Everything is referred to “Bolo”). The O.T.C. is in USS FULLAM (DD-474).

As part of the ongoing general attack on Okinawa one hundred seventy-five planes took off from Japan on the 27th (Navy Day in Japan) and headed for the Radar Picket Stations. In an effort to cope more effectively with suicide attacks the Navy had established sixteen Radar Picket Stations, normally manned by three destroyers each, around Okinawa to cover the more probable approaches of Jap aircraft. Some of the best Fighter Directors were assigned to the R.P. Stations to control the C.A.P., directing them out to intercept incoming Bogies. As the suicide campaign developed in intensity, it was necessary to assign small craft to each location that steamed at a safe distance, to provide assistance when the destroyers were hit. The destroyer crews called them the “Little Boys” or “Pallbearers”. The destroyer pickets were stationed at distances up to about 75-miles from point “Bolo” on Okinawa. Pickets patrolled at 12-15 knots, reversing course ever 30-minutes and they maintained continuous radar, visual air and surface searches and were inclined to shoot at all unidentified aircraft that approached within 10,000-yards range. The picket stations were the first ships the Japs saw on their way to Okinawa and they usually attacked them with a fury.

The USS BRAINE (DD-630) (Little Beaver) and USS ANTHONY (DD-515), on R.P. Station #5, had fought off both suicide planes and OKA (Baka) successful on the 25th, when they came under concentrated attack. But, today, without C.A.P. cover, because of foul weather, the two gallant ships had to fight it out alone. They shot down two planes before a third crashed into the BRAINE, demolishing the Wardroom and seriously damaging the bridge. Immediately a fourth plane, which had been orbiting in front of the ANTHONY, dove on the crippled BRAINE and hit by gunfire, splashed fifty feet from the ship. The BRAINE was almost immediately hit by a second suicide plane that blew the No. 2 stack overboard and demolished the amidships superstructure. She was dead in the water and two LCSs (“Pallbearers”) moved in to give assistance. Another “Little Beaver” is out of action with 50 dead and 78 wounded.

“ACADEMY” began reporting Bogies in the area of Hagushi Anchorage and CTG-51.5 directed the FOOTE to proceed at full speed to reinforce the transport anti-aircraft screen there - so, we go directly to the Jig-line at Okinawa - arriving about dusk. We went to G.Q. at 1900 with a heavy overcast and occasional rain. At 2030 we leave the Jig-line and move in and anchor on the edge of the transport area. We set a modified condition watch at 2300 with one-half of all guns manned. Bogies are still in the area - looking and probing - then “ACADEMY” calls for smoke. It’s hard to say which is worse - being out in the clear where it’s possible to use the guns or in smoke where all you can do is strain your eyes and ears. Our radar is useless for anything close - too much geography and too many close ships. It is a peculiar feeling to hear an aircraft you know is enemy, but not be able to see it. Seventeen Jap planes were shot down today - nine by the C.A.P. and eight by ships. That does not include the planes the Japs lost by flying into ships.

At 0000 on May 28th all Fifth Fleet Task Forces are reassigned to the Third Fleet. The first second of this day the FOOTE becomes part of the Third Fleet - the Fifth Fleet no longer exists. The administrative commanders remain the same, but Admiral William F. Halsey, USN, is ComThrdFlt with USS MISSOURI (BB-63) as his flagship. The FOOTE is assigned to Task Force Thirty-one (CTF-31 is Vice Admiral H. A. Hill, USN) Task Group Thirty-one point Two Five (CTG-31.25 is Rear Admiral L. F. Reifsnider, USN) and Task Unit 31.25.3 (CTU 31.25.3 is Captain T. B. Dugan, USN, ComDesRon-23 with USS CHARLES AUSBURNE (DD-570) as his flagship).

We are still standing port and starboard watch in the transport anchorage screen. Radio traffic indicates Radar Picket Station #15 and #16 are catching hell. We went to G.Q. at 0455 with enemy planes approaching the transport area. One of the other destroyers shot down one Bogie at 0509. The FOOTE was ordered to get underway at 0636 and proceed to Nakagusuku Wan to rendezvous with the USS FORREST (DMS-24) that had been damaged by a suicide attack. We were to escort the FORREST to Kerama Retto (Wiseman’s Cove). We made rendezvous with the FORREST at 1245. It was reported that the FORREST was attacked by three Kamikaze - they shot down two, but the third crashed into her starboard side at the waterline. She was heavily damaged, but was able to make way. She had six dead and thirteen wounded. When we saw her, it was obvious that the war had ended for this gallant ship as it had for her sister, USS BUTLER (DMS-29), two days ago.

We arrived in Kerama Retto with the FORREST at 1810. The Keramas are a small group of islands located a few miles southwest of Hagushi Anchorage, near the southern end of Okinawa. These islands were taken from the Japs on March 27, 1945, a few days prior to the invasion of Okinawa. U.S. invading forces captured or destroyed over 300 Jap suicide boats when they captured the islands. Kerama Retto is uniquely positioned and an excellent natural harbor for auxiliary and fleet repair ships. There are ships of ever conceivable type in the protected inner harbor - repair ships, tenders, oilers, munition ships, transports, sea-plane tenders, and auxiliary vessels. But, most dramatic of all, it is a graveyard for fighting ships. As you enter the harbor there are ghostly hulks of ships with burnt, twisted, mangled steel remains - once proud destroyers, tied up in nest at tenders. Some were still floating that, logically, should have been at the bottom of the sea. This is the grim evidence of a nation that uses suicide as a national war policy.

As we escorted the FORREST into the inner harbor we ran into intermittent clouds of smoke, laid down to shield the anchored ships from suicide attack. We found our assigned anchorage at 1854 - in this sheltered place - in this place of sanctuary.

Word reaches us that the USS DREXLER (DD-741) on Radar Picket Station #15 has been sunk. She and the USS LOWRY (DD-770) were attacked by six “Frances II” (Twin engine bombers). Although they were able to shoot down four of the six - two crashed into the DREXLER. The first plane crashed into the after Fire Room at the waterline on the starboard side. They were dead in the water, with decks ablaze, when she was hit by a second bomber on the port side at the base of the number two stack. There was a tremendous explosion and the ship rolled over on her starboard side and sank, stern first - it had been 49-seconds since the second hit. Her station was marked by floating debris - cans, mattresses, life jackets, insulation, boxes, etc. - all covered in fuel oil. Two thirds of the crew was dead, missing or wounded.

We go to G.Q. at 2025 when the area is declared CONDITION RED . Due to vagaries of the wind, the smoke over Wiseman’s Cove leaves the FOOTE in a hole about 600-yards in diameter - just like a “bulls-eye”. One raid gets in as close as 2,000-yards. All ships in the anchorage are ordered not to fire - they will let the C.A.P. take care of the Bogies. Fifty-four Bogies have been splashed in the past 24-hours.

We enter the 29th anchored as before, but at 0912 we get orders from CTU-31.25.3 to weigh anchor and go alongside an oiler to take on fuel. All unit commanders try to keep their destroyers “topped off” with fuel so there will be no delay if a quick sortie is necessary. When fueling was complete at 1105 we anchored in Berth K-12 and spend most of the afternoon taking on stores from small boats alongside.

The rain started in mid-afternoon - no wind, just steady rain. It is decided Condition Affirm (Port & Starboard Watch) is no longer necessary and we go to Condition II, Mike. All ships go to G.Q. in the early evening when enemy aircraft approached the area - they were intercepted by the C.A.P. before they reached the anchorage.

On May 30th we weighed anchor and got underway at 0951 in company with USS CHARLES AUSBURNE (DD-570), USS EDMONDS (DE-406) and USS CONVERSE (DD-509) and made way to the Hagushi Anchorage, Okinawa Gunta. We anchored at 1205 in Berth H-168 among a lot of loaded LSTs, so it looks like some of the rumors about us taking part in another landing may be true. Rumor has it that we will invade a small island to establish some shore based radar to relieve the Picket Stations that have been taking such a beating offshore. I’ll vote for that. We went to G.Q. again at 1420 - and the rains came.

It’s official, at 1610 - in accordance with OpOrder (Operational Order) A408-45 Task Group 31.25 will support the landing and occupation of Iheya Retto and Aguni Shima. There are about 50 small craft LSTs (Landing Ship Tank), LCIs (Landing Craft Infantry), and LCM (Landing Craft Mechanized) in the invasion force - five Destroyers and four Destroyer Escorts will support the effort. They must not expect too much opposition.

We weigh anchor at 1242 on May 31st and get underway to, once again, top-off our fuel tanks, at sea, from the USS CACHE (AO-67). When we completed fueling we returned to Hagushi Anchorage and rejoined our invasion group at 1545. At 2340 we get underway in company with Task Group 31.25 - it is a pitch black night and so calm you have to look over the side at the phosphorescence to be sure we are moving. The sea was as smooth as glass. About three hours later we turn back because of heavy fog - visibility is almost zero - and at daybreak our little invasion force is back in Hagushi Anchorage. Just another night with no sleep.

It has been two months since “Love Day” - Easter Sunday - April Fools Day - invasion day at Okinawa. Rumor has it that things will be secure on the island in another two weeks. It seems strange sitting here with that bloody land battle only a matter of some hundreds of yards away - visible through the optics in the Main Battery Director - maybe tomorrow we go invading - who knows?
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary, USS FOOTE General Action Report and Gene Schnaubelt)

Radar Picket Station #15

2006-09-17T10:59:00.000-07:00

May 1945

The Japanese strategy at Okinawa was two-pronged. While the U.S. troops were stalemated on land, Japanese air attacks were to destroy the fleet offshore, wiping out their air support, eliminating their reinforcements and isolating the ground troops to die assaulting impossible fortifications on the island.

The Japanese air defense of Okinawa was designed around the concept that they introduced earlier at Leyte Gulf in the Philippines - the Kamikaze. Named for the “Divine Wind” typhoon that destroyed the 13th century fleet of Kubla Khan who failed in an invasion attempt of Japan.

The contemporary Kamikaze is any airplane used as a suicide weapon. They were manned by volunteers in the earlier days of Okinawa and partly by draftees now. Some of the pilots are given scant training and a few are little more than boys. All are honored before their mission with rituals praising them for embodying the superior Japanese spirit that their leaders tell them will bring victory over the material superiority of the United States. The planes they fly range from the twin-engine “ Betty” bomber to single engine trainers and includes everything in between. Most are packed with explosives.

On May 20th when we secured from sunrise G.Q. on Radar Picket Station #15 it was a beautiful cool morning with good visibility and no Bogies in our area. In destroyer life on a Radar Picket Station the percentages that normally apply to time spent in working, eating and sleeping suffers a considerable upset. Work is never ending - sleep is a luxury that you clutch at odd times and hours - food is a source of conjecture, reminiscence and planning for the future. You can loose weight on a R.P. Station.

Word from the Radio Shack reports big B-29 raids over Japan. We will probably catch hell tonight. Things are relatively uneventful on our “turn about” patrol for the afternoon, but Bogie raids began to show up on the radar screen at 1830 when the Captain told the O.D. (Officer of the Deck) to “Go to General Quarters!” At the sound of G.Q. Captain McElwain announced to the O.D., “I relieve you, sir. Left full rudder; all ahead full. Tell the Engine Room to light off the other two boilers and be ready for maximum speed. Tell all stations - all hands topside are aircraft lookouts. Be alert. Stand by for an air attack.” The usual reports came in very short and crisp - “Main Battery manned and ready - Secondary Battery manned and ready - Depth Charges set on safe”. But, none of the Bogies approached us close enough to open fire. By midnight there had been five different raids, but only a few Bogies crossed our area.

Messages coming into the Radio Shack report one DE (Destroyer Escort) shot down three Kamikazes. One destroyer reported a hit by a Baka Bomb (A flying rocket propelled manned explosive projectile with a 15-ft. wing span) launched from underneath a twin engine “Betty” bomber. Another destroyer had her SC Radar clipped off by a Kamikaze and not far from us on another Picket Station one of the “Little Beavers” is hit. The USS THATCHER (DD-514) is hit at 1923 by a Kamikaze, believed to be an “Oscar” (Dive Bomber). She was hit on the starboard side at the boat davits. Reports are all power and control is lost on the bridge. The C.I.C. (Combat Information Center) and the Radar Transmitter Rooms are demolished. Fire Control Plot and the Emergency Diesel Room are inoperative. The forward Fire Room is flooding. The full extent of the damage and casualties has not been determined. The USS BOYD (DD-544) and USS PAVLIC (APD-70) are alongside to assist in fire fighting and helping with casualties. Maybe the Radio Shack will have more information tomorrow.

We pass midnight without firing a shot. The C.A.P. (Combat Air Patrol) shot down six planes - picket ships got nine for a total of 15 planes shot down so far tonight. I wonder how many B-29’s we lost.

It is very cloudy this morning - feels like rain. May 21st is now 5-hours and 38-minutes old as we go to G.Q. If the next 24-hours goes the same as the last, the war will be one day nearer being over, the ship will be one day closer to home. Our fate is in the hands of the Gods and the Japanese Air Force. Let the day begin.

Everyone aboard is talking about our Squadron Mate, the THATCHER. By mid-morning the Radio Shack had some more information. She made it to Kerama Retto anchorage (Wiseman’s Cove) under her own power. She has 14 dead and 53 wounded.

The rain squalls begin showing up on Radar - maybe this will keep the Japs at home. At 1345 “ DELEGATION” (Radar Picket Control Ship) shifted R.P. Station #15 slightly, to another location - guess too many Kamikaze are missing our area. Our new location is on a bearing of Zero True Degrees from Misaki Point, Okinawa Gunto (Code Name is Point Bolo) - distance 40-miles. One of our support ships (Small Boys) the PGM was relieved by an LCS (Landing Craft Support). These small craft are so numerous in the Navy they are not graced by a proper name, but are going through the war in a welter of initials - PGM, LCS, LCI, LSMP, etc. The “Small Boys” have a very practical value on the Radar Picket Station. When a destroyer is hit and communication is knocked out, they are close enough to report to “DELIGATE” what happened. They are far enough away to keep out of the way if the Big Boys (Destroyers) mix it up with the Kamikaze, but close enough to pick up survivors if a destroyer goes down. In the darkness of night, besides the other picket destroyers, they are the only friendly blips on the SC Radar screen - in reality they are the “picker uppers”. Stick around “Small Boys” we may need you.

Raids start about 1700 and we go to G.Q. It’s pretty miserable topside with intermitting rain. The USS BRADFORD (DD-545) joined our formation at 1820 and will relieve the USS WADSWORTH (DD-516) tomorrow morning. We are certainly glad to have the extra ship on station with us. Another night passes on R.P. Station #15 without firing a shot.

On May 22 when dawn breaks the seas are very rough with light rain covering the entire area. The bad weather is a plus for us, but bad for the troops on Okinawa. We are north of Okinawa near Ieheya Shima and Amami Islands and most of the raids seem to be passing on the opposite side of the islands from our patrol station. Raids started at 2200 and approached into gun range of the MASSEY and BRADFORD up ahead and when they opened fire the one plane raid reversed its course and retired. Several planes come close to us, but the rain squalls seem to be protecting us. The rain has all exposed personnel shaking from the cold - especially when we turn into the wind.

We stay at G.Q. with Bogies in the area from 2200 until 0210. Everyone is very tired. Tokyo was hit by 550 B-29 Superforts today.

We enter May 23rd at G.Q. steaming as before in company with the MASSEY and BRADFORD with the “Small Boys” in the distance on the port quarter. Our three destroyers are steaming in column at 1200 yards distance with the FOOTE on Station #3. We are using courses 045 Degrees True and 225 Degrees True; reversing course ever half hour. Our “Small Boys” are four LCSs on station four miles to the southeast, generally using the same steaming pattern. It’s good to know they are there, but a bit disconcerting to realize it’s necessary to have them.. All boilers are on the line - there are Bogies in the vicinity, closing. The three destroyers increased their speed to 35-knots - Bogies approaching the formation from the port bow - MASSEY and BRADFORD open fire at 0017 - no observed hits - Bogies retire. At 0130 the SC Radar is clear, so we reduce speed to 12-knots, secure from G.Q., set Condition II Mike, material Condition Baker and notified the Boiler Rooms to let the fires die out under boilers #2 and #4.

We went to morning G.Q at 0508 - tough on the 12 to 4 watch - observed sunrise at 0538. It’s very bad weather today - cloudy, windy and cold with choppy seas. The crew was mustered on station - no absentees. Stood down from morning G.Q. at 0608. Gunners Mates made daily inspection of magazines and checked smokeless powder samples - conditions normal. Fire Controlmen checked all firing circuits - no faults.

Things are relatively quiet during daylight hours and the off watch crew members try to sleep. At 1705 the USS WATTS (DD-567) joined the formation and took station astern of the FOOTE - glad to have the extra guns. We went to evening G.Q. at 1855 - darken ship at 1915. The weather is so bad there are no friendly night fighters up. FLASH RED - CONTROL YELLOW - Bogies at 20-miles and we change course to unmask the main battery - Bogie coming in on the port quarter - WATTS opened fire and the plane veered off and dropped a bomb close aboard one of our “Little Boys”, LCS-121, opening a hole in her side killing two and wounding three, but they need no assistance and can maintain station.

About 2300 the weather began to clear with a nice high, bright moon, so business will probably pick up. Sure enough, several Bogies bearing 045 Degrees True, distance 45-miles. We increased speed to 34-knots and when they got into 5-inch gun range we opened fire - first to starboard and then to port. They seem to be coming at us from ever direction. A bomb was dropped off the port bow - no damage, but a second bomb hit close aboard the port quarter at 2349 seriously wounding two men on 40-MM gun No. 5 (Gene Schnaubelt’s gun).

Reports are the two men hit by shrapnel were Aurthur Botelho and Raymond Romano.
Doc Allen and John Ballard will take care of them until we clear the area. We pass mid-night with Bogies inbound at 5-miles on the starboard side. The Captain is maneuvering at high speed trying to keep all the 5-inch guns bearing on the greatest threat. We make it past midnight and then at 0041 the BRADFORD, MASSEY and FOOTE open fire to starboard on a closing Bogie - the plane goes down near MASSEY. We reduced speed momentarily - then back up to 35-knots at 0105 firing on a fast closing Bogie on the port side. The plane crashed in flames off the port bow about 500-yards. At 0208 we went to Condition I Easy for about 30-minutes so all hands could visit the head (If they hadn’t already soiled their dungarees). Radar Picket Station #15 had quieted down considerably after daybreak and we stood down after morning G.Q. All departments checked the ship very carefully and it was determined there were no material casualties, only two wounded men. All the 5-inch brass was gathered up and stowed - we fired 283 rounds of 5-inch during the night - I thought it was much more. The Combat Information Center (C.I.C.) reports that R.P Station #15 was attacked by 20 planes since yesterday evening’s G.Q. - six shot down - five by the destroyers and one by the “Little Boys”. Long night.

The Kamikazes surge down from Kyushu with no respite, sometimes with just enough attackers to keep the destroyer crews on their Battle Stations and out of their bunks. Sleep has become the most valued and desired commodity in life. The crew sleeps wherever and whenever they can, fully clothed with their life jacket and helmet close at hand. More times than not, on or near their battle stations.

The crew is smelling bad and looking worse - soiled and rumpled clothes, red eyes and unshaven. Some leave their battle stations only momentarily for calls of nature. These last days of May are taking its toll on the destroyer crews. In the last two days alone there has been 165 raids on the Radar Picket Stations. Admiral Turner, CTF-51, gave Radar Picket Station #15 a hearty “Well Done” for the night’s work. Two ships were hit and 18 planes were shot down - if we shot down a third of the Bogies, most must have passed near us on their way to or from Okinawa. At 0600 the WATTS formerly relieved the MASSEY.

We began pumping all ballast at 1208 preparatory to fueling. At 1505 we picked up surface targets at 13-miles on the S.G. Radar. The targets responded to a challenge and were identified as the USS AMMEN (DD-527), USS DREXLER (DD-741) and USS STORMES (DD-780) en route to this station as relief for the present Radar Pickets - OH! HAPPY DAY. Two of the ships are the new Sumner Class (2,200-Ton) Destroyers with three twin 5-inch gun mounts. Hope they know how to use them. This station was relieved at 1611 and all three ships are ordered to Kerama Retto (Wiseman’s Cove) for logistics.

We entered the anchorage at Kerama Retto at 1908 and anchored in 23 fathoms of water with 75 fathoms of chain to the port anchor in Berth K-17. The S.O.P.A. (Senior Officer Present Afloat) is CTG 51.15 in USS MOUNT MCKINLEY. The Engine Rooms are standing by on 15-minute notice. Art Botelho and Taymond Romano were transferred to the USS GOSPER (APA-170) for further medical treatment and transportation. They looked pretty bad to me. All hands went to G.Q. at 1922 - FLASH RED - CONTROL YELLOW - Bogies in the vicinity. There are heavy raids tonight - upward of 30 planes in some raids. The small craft commenced laying smoke over the anchorage at 2000 - I hate that - visibility zero. We secured from G.Q. at 2328 - just in time to relieve the mid-watch; no sleep this night.
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt)

Leyte Gulf to Kerama Retto

2006-09-07T08:06:00.000-07:00

On the morning of May 14th when we went to morning G.Q. the weather was noticeably cooler with a slight wind from the northeast. We are still steaming in a circular formation at 16-knots. As we move into the upper latitudes we will be breaking out the foul-weather jackets and cutting the forced-draft blowers down to low speed. ComDesRon-23 (Commander Destroyer Squadron) issued orders for all ships to hold daily instructions and drills in aircraft recognition, hold damage control drills and have the gun watch on the alert to fire at an unannounced “star shell” thrown up by designated ships in the squadron. Any ship that can safely bear will see how quickly they can fire on the “star” with their 5-inch and 40-MM guns. All “look-outs” were told to be alert.

We expended 10 rounds of 5-inch AA Common ammunition at surprise “star shells” firings today.

Word from the Radio Shack is more than 500 B-29s hit Nagoya, Japan today and the Chinese Army enters the city of Foochow. According to the Quartermasters, we are about 700-miles from Okinawa.

We received CTF-51 (Commander Task Force) secret dispatch 140420 directing CDS-23 (Commander Destroyer Squadron) to proceed with all vessels to Hagushi Beach and report to CTG-51.5 (Commander Task Group) for duty. We went to evening G.Q. (We go to Battle Stations, G.Q., for about an hour at sunrise and sunset ever day) at 1940.

Dawn broke very gloomy on the morning of May 15th . There were rain squalls, thick haze with low clouds and it was very cold compared to the heat we have been experiencing in the Philippines. It will be very comfortable sleeping below for the first time in many months. At 1230 we met the old battleship USS TEXAS (BB-35) escorted by a new Sumner Class Destroyer, the USS COMPTON (DD-705) and the USS ABERCROMBIE (DE-343), on an opposite course to our group. They were escorting the old battleship south away from Okinawa, but we couldn’t see any battle damage. As they came abeam, to port, the ABERCROMBIE pealed off and joined our formation taking station in the center of our circular disposition. I’m sure they would have much preferred to stay with the TEXAS and put Okinawa far astern. In mid-afternoon we fired one round of 5-inch and 17-rounds of 40-MM ammunition at a surprise “star” shell thrown up by the AULICK.

The full squadron went to G.Q. at 1600 when an air target showed up on the radar with no IFF (Identification, Friendly or Foe) - he did respond to radio contact - it was a C.A.P. (Combat Air Patrol) who had not activated his IFF. He had better be alert - this group will shoot at him. We went to evening G.Q. at 1850. Darken ship at 1915. We secured from evening G.Q. at 1950. After evening G.Q. many of the crew could be seen standing on the deck or leaning on the lifelines looking across the dark seas ruffled by light winds - there was mostly silence about the decks with quite anticipation. Our ETA for Okinawa is 0700 tomorrow.

We sighted land at 0616 on the morning of May 16th, bearing 347 Degrees True, identified as Kerama Retto (Code Name - Wiseman’s Cove). The weather is overcast and very hazy - it is impossible to make out many details on the beach. At 0722 the Little Beavers formed a column, by division, with the ABERCROMBIE as guide, steering various courses and speeds proceeding to anchorage independently We dropped anchor at 0945 off Nagushi Beach in 50-fathoms of water with 75 fathoms of chain to the port anchor. We set a modified Condition I watch with one-half of all stations manned. At 1100 ComDesRon-23 reported to CTG-51.5 that DesRon-23 was ready for duty. The FOOTE is now a unit of Task Force-51 and CTF-51 is Vice Admiral R. K. Turner, USN, under direct control of CTG-51.5 commanded by Commodore Frederick Moosburgger, USN.

From our position, about 12,000-yards away is Okinawa. It is located almost exactly equidistant - 350 miles - from Japan, Formosa and the Chinese coast. Okinawa is the logical staging area for the invasion of Japan. It is sixty miles long, eight miles wide on the average and the island has protected harbors, fleet anchorages and four working airfields with room for many more.

On the 1st of April, two Marine and two Army divisions landed on a 6-mile stretch of beach near Hagushi on the island’s western shore. They found a sunny, almost Arcadian Easter morning. Resistance ashore was so light that by nightfall the beachhead was eight miles long and more than two miles deep and the troops had seized two vital airfields virtually undamaged. While the Marines turned northward encountering little resistance, the Army turned south to capture Naha Airfield and the valuable fleet anchorage in Nakagasuku Bay; but, quickly ran into a nightmare. It was called the Machinato Line, an island-spanning network of hollowed-out hills and fortified caves, some with several levels, connected by tunnels and providing intersecting fields of fire. The Army called on the Navy for help.

There were several Battleships, Cruisers and Destroyers offshore lobbing in a steady stream of shells (we heard one destroyer has fired over 14,000 rounds of 5-inch)..

We secured from Condition I Modified at 1640 and set Condition II Mike. Nothing much happens until after sundown. Darken ship at 1909. We went to G.Q. at 1957 - small craft commenced making smoke. No firing - secured from G.Q. at 2138. Back to G.Q. at 2445 for 30-minutes and again at 2248 when there was considerable AA-fire in the anchorage, but we did not fire. One Jap plane passed up our starboard side very close aboard at 2256, but with all the smoke we couldn’t see him and did not fire. The big concern is being hit by friendly fire. We heard that two Jap planes were shot down tonight - better than last night when there were more raids and 18 planes were shot down. And, so it goes, on our arrival day at Okinawa.

On the morning of May 17 the ship went to morning G.Q. with several Bogies (Unidentified Aircraft) on the radar. None closed our anchorage. We weighed anchor and got underway at 0755 and proceeded with DesDiv-46 to fuel from the tanker USS CIMARRON (AO-22) as she sails about 10-miles northwest of the Hagushi anchorage - this gives the ships taking part in the operation plenty maneuvering room in the event of an air attack during fueling. Port and starboard fueling procedure will be followed at a speed of 15-knots. CONVERSE and THATCHER fueled first - DYSON and FOOTE followed. The FOOTE was alongside to port and connected at 1020 - completed fueling and disconnected at 1112. It was a very smart operation. The FOOTE took screening station on the port bow of the tanker with CONVERSE on the starboard bow. DYSON and THATCHER were screening on the port and starboard quarter of the tanker as we returned to Hagushi Anchorage.

We were underway again at 1659 in accordance with orders from CTG-51.5 (Commander Task Group) to join the Anti-aircraft screen outside the transport area. We were on assigned station at 1741. The OTC (Officer in Tactical Command) is ComDesRon-56 (Commander Destroyer Squadron) in USS PUTMAN (DD-757). We are patrolling the inner Jig Line in company with USS PUTMAN (DD-757), USS BAUER (DD-738), USS LOWRY (DD-770), USS PRICHETT (DD-561), USS CLAXTON (DD-571), USS AULICK (DD-569), USS BRAINE (DD-630) and USS MASSEY (DD-778). Word from the Radio Shack is the USS FOX (DD-234) was hit by a Kamikaze this afternoon - she is still afloat, but no word on the casualties - she shot down one plane and rammed one. We were at G.Q. almost constantly until the group was ordered back to the transport area at 2340. Twelve raids so far tonight with eight planes shot down.

Dawn brings a beautiful bright day. The Battleships, Cruisers and Destroyers are still blasting the Japs on land. Rumor has it that they have already fired approximately 24,000-tons of shells since the invasion began. After four grueling days of fire support the USS LONGSHAW (DD-559) ran aground on a coral reef just south of Naha Airfield this morning. The Jap shore batteries had a sitting duck and concentrated their fire on the stationary target. The LONGSHAW tried to fight back, but her bow was completely blown off by a hit in the forward magazine. The Captain and eighty-six of her crew died with their ship. Later in the afternoon, LONGSHAW battered beyond salvaging, was destroyed by American gunfire and torpedoes. She was a gallant ship with nine battle stars.

This is the second destroyer to get it in 48-hours since our arrival which doesn’t help the appetite very much.

We got underway at 1715 as a unit of the Anti-aircraft screen outside the transport area. It appears they want as many destroyers between the anchorage and the planes coming down from Japan as they can have from late afternoon until around midnight. So, any destroyer anchored at Hagushi with no assignment can expect to be assigned to the Jig Line every afternoon (about 8-miles out). During this period we are at G.Q. almost continuously. We returned to Hagushi Anchorage and dropped the hook at 2350 in Berth #180. With about 15 raids reported tonight, there was a great deal of firing, but not in the area patrolled by the FOOTE C.A.P. (Combat Air Patrol) splashes five Jap planes and the destroyers down nine. I guess we are winning.

On May 19th the day dawned rainy and very gloomy, but the war goes on. Our ships continue to bombard the Japs 24-hours a day. LSTs are delivering munitions to ships while they are on the firing line - pretty good system. We receive secret message 190310 from CTG-51.5 directing the FOOTE to proceed immediately to Radar Picket Station #15 (Current hot spot) thirty-five miles northwest of Okinawa as an additional picket support for USS WADSWORTH (DD-516) and USS MASSEY (DD-778). We arrive on station at 1432 - the weather is very threatening with low hanging clouds and many dense rain squalls in the area. Bogies (Enemy aircraft) show up on the radar immediately and we go to G.Q. Three LCSs (Landing Craft Support) and one PGM (Motor Gunboat) are following the three destroyer picket group at a safe distance. Their sole purpose is to be in the Radar Picket Station’s area so they can pick up survivors. That’s good - or is it?? Our air-search radar goes A.W.O.L. at the worse possible time. We can only listen to the Fighter Director Team over the radio on the WADSWORTH to know where the Bogies are. At 1725 - like magic - seven F4Us (Corsairs) show up and start circling the area - it sure was good to see those guys.

Shortly after dark the C.A.P. (F4Us) head back to Okinawa and leave us unprotected. Our little group of ships goes rain-squall hopping to avoid the Bogies - once the WADSWORTH reported them in as close as 3,000-yards, but we were not able to see them and apparently they couldn’t see us - I’ll buy that. Our air search radar was back up and operating at 2210 - good work guys. A wet, cold and tired topside crew secured from G.Q. at 2130. The weather is great for sleeping below, but everyone will be wearing his clothes this night.
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary, Gene Schnaubelt)

Reassemble Desron 23

2006-08-28T06:27:00.000-07:00

The “Little Beaver” ships of DesRon-23 are being assembled by Commander Seventh Fleet (Adm. T. C. Kincade), Task Force Seventy-six (CTF-76, Vice Adm. D. E. Darby), Task Group Seventy-six point Six (CTG-76.6, Capt. S. G. Barchet). When DesRon-23 is completely reformed it will be under the command of Captain T. B. Dugan. The USS FOOTE will be in DesDiv-46 under the command of Commander H. H. McIlhenny. That’s official.

The news from home today, fresh from the Radio Shack, said Hitler dies in Berlin and the city of Hamburg surrenders. It was also reported that golf balls would soon be produced for civilian use - now, that was something I was waiting to hear. Also, in Washington, a bill was introduced in Congress giving twenty dollars a week to veterans, who are looking for work, until they are employed.. But, where is the news about the “picket line” at Okinawa? Most of the correspondents got no closer to Okinawa than Guam and what news they get usually concern the Tenth Army - what a deal. The picket line duty must be bad - news is so tight. We are back to fixin’ , training and making sure this old bucket is ready.

When all the “Little Beaver” ships have been assembled, undergone tender availability and training exercises they will then be transferred, as a unit, to operational control of Commander in Chief Pacific for further assignment.

On May 4th it’s back to the firing range Southeast of Samar. This time we are steaming in company with the USS CHARLES AUSBURNE (DD-570) and USS AULICK (DD-569) - two more “Beavers” who have arrived in recent days. Once on the firing range and steaming in column - the three ships took their turn firing as the target plane pulled the sleeve parallel to our course. Early in the day it was the 5-inch guns that fired and as the target plane moved closer, it was the 40-MM and 20-MM gun’s turn. Our accuracy was good - I think we are ready. Today we fired 80-rounds of 5”/38 AA Common, 2315-rounds of 40-MM and 2029-rounds of 20-MM. The acrid smell of cordite was heavy on the ship - now to clean up and save brass.

On the way back into San Pedro Bay we had “man overboard/pick up flyer drill”. The whaleboat was lowered away and in the water long before the ship was stopped. The boat crew was very impressive with the efficiency, sharpness, seamanship and speed with which they executed the drill - the Captain was well pleased with the events of the day and gave a “Well Done” to all hands.

It was late afternoon when we made our way to Berth #61, San Pedro Bay, P.I. and tied up, starboard side to USS DYSON (DD-572). Most of the crew skipped the movie on the fantail and turned in early.

We moved away from the DYSON at 0822 on the morning of the 5th and went alongside the Destroyer Tender USS DIXIE (AD-14). All ten of our torpedoes were exchanged for replacements - wonder what brought that about - sure hope we don’t have to use them.

Our Torpedomen who adjust these torpedoes, clean them, fuss over them and have them ready for instant use will be tired this night. We go back and tie up to the DYSON in late afternoon.

On the morning of May 6th we cast off from the DYSON at 0615 as she weighs anchor and both ships get underway to hold anti-submarine exercises in area “Charlie” . First the FOOTE was launching the attack and the DYSON stood off and acted as security/confirmation/coordinator - then the rolls were reversed and the FOOTE stood off. At 1300 the FOOTE secured from anti-submarine training and held a full-power run for two hours. With all Engineering spaces doing their “dead level best” the old scow does a little better than 36-knots for a solid two hours. That’s pushing plenty water for this old bucket - that is about 41.5 MPH for all the “feather merchants” and “land lubbers”. All speed requirements were met. We arrived back in San Pedro Bay and tie up alongside the DYSON at 1810.

Another day and it’s back to the gunnery range in company with the DYSON for more practice. The 40-MM and 20-MM guns did themselves especially proud. At 2230 the word came over the radio of the unconditional surrender of the major German armies. So now it is two down (Germany & Italy) and one to go. There was no real celebration aboard ship - just a half-relieved feeling and the wonderful knowledge that all our resources can now be applied to defeat the Japs. There were lots of grins - back slapping and “thumbs up” in the crew.

We returned to San Pedro Bay in late afternoon and took our position alongside the DYSON. There was an unusual number of misfires with the 5-inch guns during this exercise. Today we fired 152 rounds of 5”/38 Common, 1534 rounds of 40-MM and 2041 rounds of 20-MM.

Before our orders were unexpectedly changed in Morotai and we were ordered to Leyte for the reformation of the “Little Beaver” Squadron we had been assigned to Task Group 78.1 for Operation OBOE-1. This operation was the Tarakan (Borneo) Invasion with the Australians. An unconfirmed rumor trickles back that the ship that replaced us for that operation hit a submerged mine on invasion day and sank. Who says we don’t have a very special Guardian Angel.

The movie on the fantail was lightly attended - some of the crew went over to the DYSON to see their flick - most wrote letters or slept.

We got underway early on May 8th to go alongside the BLUEFIELD VICTORY to transfer defective 5-inch ammunition - good deal, I sure want it to work. The transfer was completed at 1100 and we were assigned Berth #78 - not too far from the beach. The second section was called away for liberty with 15-minutes notice. On the beach the crew toasted a few hot-dogs - played a little softball - drank a little green beer - did some trading with the locals and was back aboard ship by 1830. All the Fire Controlmen assembled in Plot for a “Tube Lecture” in celebration of V.E. Day. The “lecture”, as usual, was presided over by John Gallagher.

On May 9th the day dawned clear and bright. At 0915 a LSM (Landing Ship Mechanized) came alongside with supplies and most off-watch crew members loaded stores until mid-afternoon. At 1510 we weighed anchor and went alongside an oiler to top off all fuel tanks. This operation was completed at 1612 and we were assigned Berth #60 where we laid out 60-fathoms of chain on the port anchor in 11-fathoms of water. Boiler #3 was left on line for auxiliary purposes. All hands are using ever spare minute making final checks and adjustments to equipment before the ship enters the forward active area. On May 10th we received a secret dispatch ordering ComDesRon-23 (Capt. T. B. Dugan) to report with DesRon-23 (Destroyer Squadron-23) to CinCPac (Commander in Chief Pacific). The orders further instructed ComDesRon-23 to have all ships under his command ready for sea at 1300, 13 May 1945. I don’t think there is any doubt in anyone’s mind where all this official secret order stuff is leading. At 1500 the BRAINE tied up alongside the FOOTE with standard mooring lines.

The Radio Shack picked up a message today that a Marine Corsair ran out of ammunition and overtook a Jap “Nick” (Fighter) airplane and chewed his tail off to keep him from crashing into a destroyer on a Picket Station at Okinawa. Must be getting pretty hot up there.

As dawn breaks on the 11th we are still hanging on the hook in Berth #60, waiting. At 0715 the BRAINE cast of and got underway and stood out of the anchorage . The BRAINE was back alongside to port at 1620 - understood from some of the crew that they made a speed run and took care of some minor engineering concerns. We received CTF-75 (Commander Task Force) secret dispatch 110740 of 11 May 1945 directing ComDesRon-23 to report to Port Director, Leyte, for routing to Ulithi and report to CTU 94.6.2 (Commander of Task Unit) for duty with CTF (Commander Task Force) escort pool. I CAN’T BELIEVE IT - NOT GOING TO OKINAWA?

At 0810 the next morning we received CTF-51 secret dispatch 121515 of 12 May 1945 that cancels secret dispatch 110740 of 11 May 1945 and directs ComDesRon-23 to report to the Port Director, Leyte, for direct routing to Okinawa. What a deal - get it right guys.

MOTHER’S DAY - and, we are a world away from our mothers. At 0800 the crew was mustered at quarters. The temperature was taken in all the magazines and of smokeless powder samples - conditions normal.

The Captain’s Gig was called away early this morning to take Lt. Comdr. Harry W. McElwain to attend a conference of Commanding Officers of DesRon-23 on the Squadron Flagship, USS CHARLES AUSBURNE DD-570.

Captain McElwain returned to the ship at 1250 and immediately calls all department heads to the Wardroom for a meeting. The Special Sea Detail was set at 1640 - we weigh anchor and get underway at 1719 in accordance with visual signal from ComDesRon-23 and ComPhilSeaFron (Commander of Philippine Sea Frontier) speed letter serial 00404 of 13 May 1945. En route San Pedro Bay, Leyte, P. I. to Okinawa Gunto, Ryukus in company with DesRon-23: AUSBURNE, CONVERSE, THATCHER, CLAXTON, BRAINE, DYSON, AULICK and FOOTE. The Captain has the conn, the Navigator is on the bridge - using various courses and speeds to clear the anchorage. After all ships cleared the anchorage they formed into Squadron Formation #6, a special cruising disposition. The formation speed is 17-knots.

Our Gunnery Officer, Lt. Charles J. Rodgers, earlier in the afternoon regaled the Fire Controlmen with a story, relayed from Okinawa, of a Destroyer that shot down nine Jap kamikaze and rammed five. Surprisingly enough she is still afloat, but has 103 casualties - we don’t need to hear this.

Set Condition II Mike, Material Condition Baker and secured from the Special Sea Detail at 1803. The mood of the crew is one of anticipation and anxiety - what will it really be like? It is 1050-miles to Okinawa. HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY.
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt)

A New Captain

2006-08-05T17:55:00.000-07:00

On March 30th we are steaming from Subic Bay south to Leyte Gulf escorting the Amphibious Force Flagship, USS ROCKY MOUNT (AGC-3). We are patrolling approximately 2,500-yards ahead of the ROCKY MOUNT in the Sulu Sea off Mindoro. The crew had just secured from morning G.Q. and all hands had finished breakfast and relieved the 8-12 watch when we made a submarine contact on the port bow. Nothing friendly in the area.. It was one of the best contacts we have ever made - the time was 0843 - G,Q, was sounded and the Captain took the conn and we approached the contact at 15-knots - John Young, SoM2/c, was on the sound gear. K-Guns and fantail racks were on stand-by. The echo was clear, sharp with a slightly high doppler (sound frequency), target angle was 070-degrees and the submarine’s movement is to the right at 4-knots, depth 200-300 feet. The Captain ordered a 20-degree lead and at 0850.5 we laid a medium pattern of eleven 600-lb. charges, depth set 250-300 feet and come right. Regained contact on the starboard bow at 1,600-yards - low doppler (sound frequency low). The submarine is now bearing 228-degrees true - still moving right. The crew’s adrenaline is really pumping. Weather is slightly overcast, light breeze, visibility 15-miles, sea is calm and water is 190-fathoms deep (1,140-ft.). The Captain ordered a 10-degree lead and we laid a second pattern of eleven 600-lb. charges set at 400-450 feet - the submarine appeared to be going deeper. The. aft K-Gun on the starboard side did not fire due to personnel failure. We dropped one day and one night marker. and came right in a slow circle - contact lost - no surface results observed. The Captain begin “operation observant” - searched for one hour and five minutes.

The Soundman seldom gets a chance to be the center of the attack, but this had been John’s chance - he performed his job flawlessly - what went wring?

The FOOTE was relieved by the USS HOLTON (DE-703) at 1005 and ordered to rejoin the ROCKY MOUNT at high speed and assume our previous screening station. The official record stated that the “operation observant” phase of the submarine attack was improperly conducted because it did not center on the last known position of contact. We lost it - wottadil!!!! The crew feels like they have been cheated.

At 0949 on March 31st we entered San Pedro Bay, Leyte and tied up alongside the USS WHITNEY (AD-4) (Destroyer Tender) for about 30-minutes tender duty. Wonder if they can spare the time.

The Radio Shack says something big is coming off up north at Okinawa. Not only is it April Fool’s Day, but it is also Easter Sunday. But, to the men at Okinawa in “Operation Iceberg” the day is April 1, 1945 - ironically designated “Love Day”. At 0830 the troops began to land on the designated six-mile stretch of Hagushi foreshore at Okinawa. There was virtually no opposition. By nightfall the advance guards had seized Yontam and Kadena airfields. About 50,000 Soldiers and Marines are ashore. “Love Day” has been practically bloodless - so far. This is far too close to the Jap homeland for it not to be a bloodbath - I fear the worst is yet to come. Leyte Gulf is a good place to be at this time in our history.

Liberty - and the pursuit of happiness - as much as two cans of very green beer and a little soft ball will provide. Everyone is sort of on probation after the last shore party at Lingayen Gulf. The recreation spot for sailors in this area is on Samar, just across the channel from Tacloban. It is a very pretty place - thatched huts occupy a palm grove and the Sea Bees have made a very good soft-ball field. There is also a pretty fair beach for swimming. It’s good to get off the ship for a few hours. At the end of the day the last boat back to the ship was full and all hands were accounted for .

On April 3rd, after considerable exchange of messages and much delay - we finally weigh anchor and stand out for Manus, Admiralty Island at 1330 with a convoy of three LSTs (Landing Ship Tanks). We got some new men aboard today - maybe that was the delay in getting underway. Anyway, we will have some nice chubby Pollywogs (Never crossed the equator) to badger when we cross the Equator on the way to Manus. The lid has been put on “Operation Iceberg” at Okinawa. I suspect things have turned sour - information has dried up completely.

We are cruising along at the LST’s best speed (About 8-knots) on zig-zag course “plan six”, with normal ship routine. A surface target is reported at 0932 on the 4th and we go to G.Q. All Battle Stations are “manned and ready” in one minute and twelve seconds - not bad. The surface target could easily be identified by the naked eye as one of our tankers. Man - what is going on with our bridge watch? The convoy course is generally southeast and all the ship’s crew is following normal daily routine.

When the days orders come out on April 6th , the Captain invokes “water hours” - whattadil!!!! - all the tanks are full - evaporators limping along - no problems. The Captain can’t stand for the crew to approach any measure of normalcy. All hands are grumbling about “water hours” - no reason for it. The officers don’t have “water hours”. Morale is going to hell - “water hours” discontinued. Proves our point.

All the sadistic sailors are getting ready to cross the Equator tomorrow (April 9th). The preparation and anticipation is probably worse on the Pollywogs than the actual initiation into the Solemn Mysteries of The Ancient Order of the Deep.

On the 9th the crew was mustered at quarters - the orders of the day were read. Almost like stateside. We held steering casualty drill at 0923. We crossed the Equator at Longitude 145-degrees 3-minutes East and with only three lonesome Pollywogs - they have an easy time of it.

We delivered our wards to the S.O.P.A. in Manus harbor at 1500 and took our assigned anchorage. The FOOTE is granted 72-hours at anchor availability, not to interfere with scheduled sailing. A fuel lighter came alongside and topped off our tanks. Now, we will really turn to on repairs and maintenance. A very young Lieutenant Commander Harry W. McElwain came aboard on April 11th and seems to be interested in just about everything. I know we have been working non-stop to get the ship in first class shape for something. This effort has been more intense than usual. The Radio Shack just received word that President Roosevelt has died. What a shocker.

We get underway on April 14th at 0015 en route to Morotai - almost due west. We are in company with HMAS WESTRALIA, LST-585, LST-711 and LST -590 - same three LSTs we brought down from Leyte Gulf plus the Australian ship. .

We had an uneventful passage from Manus to Morotai with the convoy averaging about 8.5-knots. Five days at slow sailing with plenty time for steering casualty drill, damage control drills, gunnery exercises on surface targets and engineering exercises. We approach the harbor at Morotai at 0817 on April 19th. This is a very beautiful group of islands - what you expect the south seas to look like - several little islands dot the bay and the larger islands are all blue hazy in the distance. Some are rugged and high enough to be cloud-studded. At 0912 the ships in the convoy were ordered to proceed independently into the harbor. Lying to in Berth #19 awaiting fueling orders. At 1135 the FOOTE is directed to lay alongside the USS BANSHEE (IX-178) for fuel. Fueling was completed at 1405 and we moved to Berth #9 and laid out 75-fathoms of chain to the starboard anchor in 15-fathoms of water. At 1515 the crew was mustered on the fantail and Lieutenant Commander Harry W. McElwain (82,347), USN relieved Commander Alston Ramsay (61,510), USN as Commanding Officer in accordance with BuPers Dispatch Orders 212233. Not much of a ceremony - Lt. Commander McElwain read his orders and said to Commander Ramsay, “I relieve you, sir.” That was it. The new Captain sure looks young.

April 20th is the first full day of FOOTE command for the new young skipper. Word has it he is only 28-years old. Hope they didn’t pull him green. All divisions are still working hard - getting this old tub ready for something. The Fire Controlmen are making a complete Main Battery alignment.

Nothing can stay confidential or secret on a destroyer very long, so here is the background of our new Captain. He takes command of the FOOTE after four years destroyer duty during which he worked on every part of a tin-can but the gurgle in the lamp locker. He was commissioned from the Naval Academy in 1939 and saw his first duty immediately in the USS COLORADO (BB-45) where he served in the snipe section, then as junior Ginnery Officer in charge of the 5-inch battery. True to the old cliché, you can’t keep a good man down, after a year of wagon duty, he went to the USS FANNING (DD-385) and started his career in the tin-can navy. When the “Day of Infamy” came, he was aboard the FANNING as First Lieutenant and Torpedo Officer. In March 1942, he was made Engineering Officer and one year later became Executive Officer. From the FANNING, our young Captain went to new construction and served the USS ROWE (DD-564) at her commissioning, fitting out and sea trials. He served a year on the ROWE, which is also a Fletcher Class Destroyer, before receiving orders to report aboard as our Commanding Officer. He is married and has one young son back in Montana. Sounds like he has good credentials.

A considerable quantity of mail catches up with us on April 21st. It is very interesting to see the eager way sailors respond to “mail call” - the way those who get letters treasure them and retreat into their private world to read them - greedily. It is sad to see the hurt that darkens the faces of the men who received none. Certainly, this is evidence of the vital importance of mail to the crew of a Destroyer far from home in war time. It is a Naval axiom that morale depends on “pay, liberty and chow”. I think mail from home should be added to this list and given equal status.

The harbor at Morotai is full of gray ships and rumors of our next assignment are rampant. We are only three degrees above the equator and it is humidly hot - the air is too thick to breath and too thin to drink, but the heat is somewhat relieved several times a day by lukewarm, drenching showers. Evening G.Q. is actually pleasant - at least for the men with topside battle stations because of the spreading, flaming, glorious sunsets that covers half the sky with shades from scarlet to violet that are so vivid and yet so delicate. Makes the thought of war obscene.

G.Q. is sounded right in the middle of a topside movie - and as usual - I.F.F. (Identification, Friendly or Foe) problems. When they turned on the search lights from the beach, they had that plane nailed - no searching around - you could see him plain as day. It was reassuring to see the lights reach up and tag a plane like that - can you imagine how it made the plane’s crew feel.

Our orders are changed at the last minute. The anchor detail is set and with the First Lieutenant and the Chief Boson Mate on the fo’c’sle the 30-minutes it takes to retrieve 75-fathoms of anchor chain and anchor begins. Every link is hosed down, overside, before it comes aboard - the Chief Boson sees to that. We move ahead slowly until the anchor clears the water and then the O.O.D. (Officer Of the Deck) gives the order “all ahead one third - indicate turns for 10-knots.

Right standard rudder, check her on course 010-degrees true”. At 1615 we are underway. By the time we cleared the harbor the word was out - by SEVENTH Fleet secret dispatch 210743 we are ordered back to Leyte to reform the “Little Beaver” Squadron. We will be back running with the pack and those back home who worry about us may have just cause now.

On the 24th we are steaming en route Morotai to Leyte and went to morning G.Q. at 0520. At 0700 the men of the forenoon watch went down to breakfast, passing along the chow-line with their shining, compartmented stainless steel trays while the mess cooks ladled or forked onto them dehydrated eggs, fried spam and toast. A few took dry cereal and braved the weevils and powdered milk - and, the ever plentiful coffee. At 0730 the word was passed, “Now on deck the second section. Relieve the watch. First section, lay down to the mess deck for breakfast.” At exactly 0800, the X.O. (Executive Officer) presented the Captain with the eight o’clock position report, a small white printed slip with the latitude and longitude of the ship’s position. All morning there were drills – fire, engineering casualties, steering casualties, abandon ship, man overboard and muster the boarding party. Guess our new Captain wants to see what kind of crew he got.

Evening meal was served at 1715 so men on the second dogwatch (1800-2000) could eat before going on deck and those with the first dogwatch (1600-1800) could relieve them in the chow line - the watch was then relieved for chow before evening G.Q. One half hour after sunset the X.O. repeated his navigational ritual on the bridge - shooting the evening stars now that, once again, both horizon and stars are visible. So goes it with steaming in transit on a Destroyer in relatively safe waters.

On April 25th we are steaming as before and word filters down to the crew that our new Captain is not at all unhappy with what he saw of the crew’s performance in the drills yesterday. We are steaming along on two boilers with two on standby. The sea is smooth with gentle swells from the southwest and the wind is from the same quarter at force one. There is a new moon, but it gives very little light and the night is dark and overcast, although stars occasionally can be glimpsed through the broken spots in the low cloud cover. Intermittent light rain squalls are picked up on the radar dancing around the area and there is enough heat lightening playing about to silhouette the ship for an uncomfortable instant now and then. All in all, not a bad passage.

At 1400 on April 26th we arrive in Leyte - this place looks a lot different than when we left here twenty three days ago. The place is lousy with ships - Task Forces - Fleet Carriers - Destroyers galore - Limey - Aussie - and all types of cargo vessels - you name it and it’s here. We are the first “Little Beaver” to arrive, but I expect the others are on their way.

There will be no more camouflage paint job for the FOOTE. We will paint her the new “Measure-22” scheme which is haze gray down to the darker blue-gray that starts at the main deck on the fantail and extends the length of the ship parallel to the water-line, up to the bow. This goes down to the “boot-top”. All hands - except the cooks and mess cooks, who will keep the crew fed, are suppose to turn-to. In a two day tour de force the ship is to be painted - what a sticky mess. It’s amazing how some of the crew tried to avoid the paint detail - and, some did. Without a doubt, the American sailor is the most innovative individual in the world. It would have required one officer for ever sailor to guarantee 100% turn-to. The movie on the fantail tonight is “To Have and Have Not” with Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall, but most everyone is too tired to go.

The second day of the “big paint job” and all hands are informed that it will be completed by sunset. The line at “sick call” was about three times as long as normal. “Doc” Allen just passes out APC (All Purpose Compound) tablets and declares them fit for duty - it’s back to the paint brushes for those slackers. You wanted to avoid the “over the side” crew if possible and the more ingenious sailors were able to do just that - so, it was mostly the deck crew who worked the boards out over the water. Chief Boson Leser was having a field day, walking the decks and generally being obnoxious to everyone. A great deal of time was spent by all hands suggesting very innovative methods to arrange his demise. Ever ship needs someone to despise and on the FOOTE George Edward Leser, CBM, was our man. He is completely devoid of character, principle, honor, integrity and had a loud foul mouth - just what you need in a Chief Boats.

There was a race between the sun and the paint job and the paint job won by a nose. Maybe not the best job in the world, but it looked great a hundred yards away. There was one shirt and one dungaree ruined with paint for most members of the crew - but, I expect they will be worn anyway - you can consider that your camouflage uniform.

On April 29th we realize that President Franklin D. Roosevelt has been dead 16-days today. For most of the FOOTE crew he is the only President they can remember. It is as though a close relative has died - a strong and supportive uncle, maybe. Truman is an unknown quantity - sure hope he makes all the right decisions.

Some horrifying news came from the Radio Shack today. A Jap kamikaze plane has crashed into the superstructure of the hospital ship USS COMFORT (AH-6). She was fully lighted, painted snow white with huge red crosses in accordance with the Geneva Convention - no chance it was a mistake. According to the report, the Jap demolished the ship’s surgery where operations were in progress - killing all hands there, including seven patients, six nurses and four doctors, for a total of thirty killed and forty-eight wounded. Gives you an idea of what we are up against.
Word circulates that a couple more “Little Beavers” arrived today - don’t know who yet.

It’s April 30th - 0545 - “Now Reveille! Reveille! Up all hands! Mess cooks - lay down to the galley!” We will go to sea today for firing practice - one final check of everything. The anchor cleared at 0730 and we set course southeast past Suluan Island to the designated firing range southeast of Samar, Philippine Islands. The morning is clear and the underway breeze is very pleasant. When we arrive at the practice area a SBD (Dauntless Target Sleeve Tow Plane). Was on the radio and advised he would be over us in 20-minutes with a target sleeve. Our course was reported to the target plane and he advised he would make his first pass from the bow down the port side - range approximately 5,000-yards. G.Q. was sounded and Battle Stations were manned - today, only the 5-inch guns would fire. It was down the port side and up the starboard side for about two hours. The bursts were consistently all over the sleeve and the Captain was well pleased with the performance. With the repeated concussion form the firing of the 5-inch for almost two hours the top-side crew was glad when we departed the area and headed for the anchorage in San Pedro Bay back in Leyte Gulf. We arrived at Berth #40 at 0410 and laid out 65-fathoms of chain to the port anchor in 10-fathoms of water. The port readiness watch was set and the movie screen rigged on the fantail - we have a new movie tonight - “Going My Way” with Bing Crosby and Barry Fitzgearld.

May Day (May 1st) and it’s liberty for the First Section. The recreation area will be the same one we used about a month ago before going to Manus and Morotai. Not a bad place to have a couple of beers and play a little softball. There is an underlying poignancy to these softball games in which all the unique ambience of the American ball park is temporarily recreated on a remote spot in a far away island - the chatter of the team in the field, the heckling of the team at bat, the arguments about rules, the yelling at the umpire, the slides in the dust and the final triumph or defeat. . And, finally, the players, tired, dirty and hot, abandon the softball field and return to the long gray ship swinging on the hook in the anchorage. At 1710 the USS BRAINE (DD-630) arrived in port and moored alongside to port with standard mooring lines.

It’s May 2nd and the Second Section will have liberty today - two beers, a little softball and some trading with the locals. Rumor has it that we will alternate days in port with time at sea on the firing range until all the “Little Beavers” arrive and get themselves dressed out in the new “Measaure-22” paint job - if they don’t already have it. I think everyone agrees on where we will go when we leave the Philippines - Okinawa!!

(USS FOOTE Deck Log and USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt)

Utility Duty

2006-07-18T10:53:00.000-07:00

We are steaming south at convoy speed (Approx. 8-knots) enjoying the inactivity and then at mid-afternoon on January 11th we are detached along with the USS THOMAS F. NICKEL (DE-587) and ordered to contact a convoy somewhere up ahead. We go steaming along at 25-knots and it really feels good to be making some speed after the confines of Lingayen Gulf.

We caught up with the new convoy shortly after mid-night on January 12th, but in early morning - just as we were passing Mindoro - the FOOTE, along with the NICKEL was ordered out to succor one of our subs, USS GUITARRO (SS-363), that was in enemy waters, damaged and unable to submerge. We reach the sub in about three hours and set course for Leyte at the GUITARRO’S best speed (16-knots).

First order of business in Leyte was to take on stores and fuel. On January 14th we reported to CDS-49 (Commander of Destroyer Squadron 49) for ASW (Anti-Submarine Warfare) duty in accordance with CTF-79 (Commander of Task Force-79) dispatch. We get underway for the southern part of Leyte Gulf to patrol an assigned area between Hibuson Island and Cabugan Grande Island with the destroyers USS YOUNG (DD-580) and USS SPROSTON (DD-577). The patrolling area between the two islands is divided into thirds. The FOOTE has the eastern third - the YOUNG the center third - the SPROSTON the western third. Commanding Office of the FOOTE is the O.T.C.. (Officer in Tactical Command) and patrol speed is set at 12-knots. This patrol duty lasts only until the 15th when the three destroyers were ordered to San Pedro Bay for logistics, repairs and maintenance.

All hands are attending to those things that are shook-up, broken or disconnected by long periods of firing the 5-inch guns. The Captain doesn’t like for us to look like we have been in a demolition derby, so we break out the scrapers, wire brushes, chipping hammers and paint cans - there goes the rack time. We are swinging on the hook in San Pedro Bay and all hands are working. This goes on for the next five days with G.Q. occasionally when enemy planes approach the bay.

On January 20th the Captain headed for the beach in the gig early for a conference, but was back aboard by noon. We set the “Special Sea Detail” immediately. All the scuttlebutt about going to Hollandia for availability goes overboard with the galley garbage as we stand into Suriago Straits in company with five other destroyers - one an Australian. We are steaming on a reciprocal course used on the way down from Lingayen Gulf - so, here we go again.

We enter Lingayen Gulf at 1310 on the 22nd . The trip up was uneventful - only one G.Q. at 0505 this morning - looked like our own C.A.P. (Combat Air Patrol). At 1630 we move alongside a tanker for fuel - then over to our assigned anchorage and drop the hook off San Fabian. The gulf looks a lot different than the morning of I-Day - very quite and not many ships. The radio shack got news that the Russians are only 165-miles from Berlin.

Tarlac, on the road to Manila, is reported captured by our forces. We went to G.Q. just at dusk - 2020. A kamakazi sneaks in for a hare-kari dive, but missed a ship - we could see him burning out there on the water about two miles away. It turns out to be a beautiful night with a big bright moon and lots of high fleecy clouds. Hope the watch is the only thing that keeps us from sleeping tonight.

On January 25th business picked up a little - about 0800 we moved in near the beach and relieved the USS EATON (DD-510) for “call-fire” from the beach and possibly night illumination. The Army must be expecting the Japs to counter attack during the night. We are actually located northwest of Rosario - laying off the beach about 2,000-yards. Mucho activity going on about 4,500-yards from us - lots of troops - tanks - smoke - noise - confusion - you name it. We went to G.Q. at 1550 - 2015 - 2330 - the last G.Q. was a good reveille for the mid-watch. Another bright beautiful night, almost a full moon sailing serenely through a long, high corridor of light clouds. Hope the watch is on the ball because it’s a good night for “Jack”, “Jill”, “Jane”, and “Betty” (Navy names for Jap planes) to come tumbling around. No call from the beach tonight - just hanging on the hook, waiting.

We have a lousy start for the 26th with G.Q, at 0100. Another false alarm, but it is interesting to note how quick the ships make smoke and blacks out the area. In anchorage, the policy for defense against air attack at night is for all ships (Academy) to generate smoke - keeping everything afloat hidden as much as possible. The Japs can’t see - we can’t see - I don’t like it.
On the 27th we move up to the most northern part of Lingayen Gulf - in good position to see new activity breaking out up toward San Fernando Point. A large convoy comes steaming in with many troop transports. We just got the word that Clark Field has been secured and our forces are storming Manila. This news doesn’t stop the convoy - in they steam - decks awash in khaki - the Army swarms over the side into their LCVP’s (Land Craft Variable Purpose) and hits the beach in full battle array - there was no resistance. I’m glad to be on a “man-of-war”.

It was a restless night - we went to G.Q. at 0125 - 0410 - and sunrise G.Q. at 0610 which makes it tough on the 8 to 12 watch - doesn’t allow for much sleep. It’s sort of frightening to have the “Academy” smoke clear you and see tracers coming out of the near-by smoke when you know the gunner’s visibility is zero. The word is - a plane is up there somewhere - if so, they couldn’t see it. We spend most of the day along the North Shore screening the heavy cruiser USS PORTLAND (CA-33) while she lobbed a few 8-inch shells over the hills. We hear the Russians are only 109-miles from Berlin. and moving fast.

We screen the PORTLAND until January 30th when she finishes her firing assignment and we move to the anchorage , drop the hook and stand by.

January 31st - payday - where you going to spend it? More important - Parcel Post - 57 big, beautiful, wonderful sacks. Everything turned out to be pretty well beat up and stale. However, spirits are high and enough was salvable to provide some good times and conversation. It was our contact with home. We got underway at 1700 for patrol duty on the Jig-line at the entrance to the Gulf.

Task Unit 78.1.8 has been assigned to patrol the entrance to Lingayen Gulf. This Task Unit is composed of USS CONVERSE (DD-509), USS BRAINE (DD-630), USS CONY (DD-508), USS WM. D. PORTER (DD-579) and USS FOOTE (DD-511). Patrol speed is 12-knots. Ships on station are relieved for various reasons from time to time for fuel and other assignments. The FOOTE takes her station as anti-submarine and radar screen about 15,000-yards out from the convoy anchorage area. Back and forth - listening for subs and watching the skies for Jap aircraft. There is a refreshing nip in the air and the sea is a dark blue carpet. There are scattered tufts of cumulus clouds in the southwest that gives a touch of realism to the stage setting and the sun has reduced its strength to comfortable temperatures.

The first real G.Q. came at 2130 on February 2nd when a lone Jap plane came in from the northwest and was quickly dropped by one of the tankers close to the beach. Very quick and accurate shooting. The plane was identified as a “Jack” (Fighter).

It has been back and forth at the entrance of the gulf for five days now - very boring. Some ships of the fleet came out today and we played a little game called maneuver. Looks like busy work to me. On the morning of the 6th we wake up to a sea that is deceptively rough - not choppy - just long smooth swells that set these top-heavy cans rolling like an empty barrel, particularly at this 12-knot patrol speed. The Mess Deck is a shambles.

We have been on the Jig-line nine days now and the scuttlebutt is we will be relieved of this chicken duty tomorrow. The crew goes to morning and evening G.Q. and the remainder of the time everything is in the hands of the Bridge Watch (keeping us on station), Sound Watch (listening for subs) and CIC (Combat Information Center watching the radar).

On the 10th day we are relieved of this Jig-line parade and head back into Lingayen Gulf about 1530. We tied up to the oil tanker USS CHEPACHET (AO-78) for fuel and it had the brother of our Boatswain Mate First Class, Ettro Lucia, aboard. Small war - first time they had a chance to visit in over two years. Responsible for documenting things like this, the ship’s Chief Yoeman said this is the 65th day in succession we have been at Condition II Mike (Condition II Mike is normal wartime cruising condition of watches). No wonder we are getting a little weary. We are assigned anchorage Baker-15 and from here we can still see patches of the war taking place up in the hills - real good with binoculars or the Main Battery Range Finder. There was a big fire visible late this afternoon. Best of all, we got “sugar reports” today - two sacks of good reading for the crew.

At 0415 on February 11th we got underway for Subic Bay. We are escorting two LST’s (Landing Ship Tank) and seven YMSs (Wooden hull Mine Sweepers). What a deal - don’t they know we are a fighting ship - not a sheep dog. We arrive in Subic Bay about 0500 on the 12th - what a beautiful morning - clear , starry and cool - you just can’t beat this weather. By morning G.Q. we have delivered our wards and are rounding the point for the return trip. Back in Lingayen Gulf about 1700. Evidently the area is considered to be well secured because most of the fleet has pulled out and gone South. At night now the lights from the beach stretch so far it almost looks like a stateside city. They must feel real secure on the beach.

Shortly after morning G.Q. on the 13th we topped off fuel tanks and got underway in company with HMAS ARUNTA, a 1927-ton destroyer, to once again take patrol station at the entrance to Lingayen Gulf - the forgotten “Little Beaver” - that’s us. We hadn’t been on station long when one of our “Black Cat” patrol planes reported sighting a enemy Naval force in the Western South China Sea. The first report stated the force consisted of four Heavy Cruisers and eight Destroyers, course due North, speed 15-knots and about 450-miles from Lingayen Gulf.

Shortly, the “Black Cat” radioed an “Amplifying Report” stating that the Jap force had executed a 90-degree turn to the East and had increased speed to “Flank”. This course and speed would put them in Lingayen Gulf area in about thirteen or fourteen hours. Then the FOOTE received a terse, one word dispatch from COMTHIRDFLT - “ INTERCEPT”. They got to be kidding.

The FOOTE and ARUNTA swung around to a course of 270-degrees and made turns for 32-knots. Our main force, at Leyte, would require a bit of time before they could reach the Lingayen area - they were over 500-miles away. Our mission, no doubt, was to be a delaying action - in reality, a suicide effort. Steaming at high speed on a westerly course closing at the rate of approximately 65-knots we should make contact in a little over six hours. After we had been steaming toward the Jap force for about an hour, some very welcome news was radioed by the “Black Cat”. Ënemy force has changed course to due North and reduced speed.” The second message we wanted to hear came through shortly from COMTHIRDFLT - “Break off intercept and return to your original station.”

You could almost hear the sigh of relief as we reduced speed and executed a 180 and headed back to Lingayen Gulf. Patrolling the entrance to the gulf didn’t seem so bad after all.
Back and forth - on the Jig-line in company with HMAS ARUNTA - morning G.Q., stand watch and work - evening G.Q. This war has moved on away from us. A little incident today (Feb. 15th) helped relieve the monotony a bit. We stopped a large catamaran loaded to the gunnels with Philippine Guerillas and they were armed to the teeth. All kinds and sizes - dressed in everything from sarongs to “acquired” uniforms. The piece-de-resistance was a lone Jap prisoner - very neatly trussed so if he struggled a noose would tighten around his neck - looking scared to death. Some of the crew gave candy bars and cigarettes to the guerillas who began to have a little sport with Jap prisoner for our benefit. After a short period we separated and the catamaran was on its way. Some of us speculated on how long that Jap would last. If I were him, I wouldn’t make any long range plans. This prisoner was probably the only actual enemy that many of this crew had ever seen.

On February 18th a flock of A-20 and B-25 bombers relieved some of the routine today by bombing an objective just over the hill on the beach northwest of us - we are at good spectator distance. Tonight the watches were cautioned to stay doubly alert because of indefinite reports of a very definite “skunk” (Enemy ship). Nothing materialized overnight, but we did have a pulse pounding G.Q. at 2020 - that turned out to be I.F.F. (Identification Friendly or Foe) problems. Radio reports late last night described the recent battle for and the occupation of Iwo Jima in the Bonins. Someday may come a little earlier than we thought.

We get relief and hustle in to the gulf to pick up fuel. After we topped off all fuel tanks we got some more of our - CHRISTMAS MAIL - the letters were great, but most of the goodies were stale - we ate them anyway. We move away from the oiler to an anchorage and laid out about 40-fathoms of chain in 15-fathoms of water and waited to take aboard the Flag of a Commodore Murphy, S.O.P.A. (Senior Officer Present Afloat). About 1030 the Commodore came along side with his “staff” - two very hoity-toity Ensigns. The Commodore was a slight man - really, he was a runt - and gave the impression that he just got out of his bunk after sleeping fully clothed. He wore a shirt with one sleeve about a third torn off. The word is we will swing around the hook all the time the Commodore is aboard - not bad duty. We made a game of observing the Commodore and his “staff”. The two Ensigns could not have been out of officer candidate school over 90-days at the most. They referred to the bow as the “pointed end” of the ship and the stern as the “blunt end”. News of their every utterances swept the ship instantly.

On one occasion the Commodore asked Lt. Sylvan Meyer to signal the Army Air Force that a convoy would be leaving, heading south, about 1815 and would need air cover. Lt. Meyer found out the air cover wouldn’t be provided until the convoy cleared Lingayen Gulf and it would be dark at 1830 - when the planes would have to go in. In other words, the air cover wouldn’t have anything to cover during the time span they could be in the air. When Lt. Meyer reported this fact to the Commodore, he came up with a quick solution - “ Message the convoy to leave at 1715.” Makes you wonder how we are winning.

The 22nd turned out to be another one of those nights - a full moon radiating on all four - stars peeking through huge, billowing clouds and the outline of Luzon in the background - not a bad picture. We had “Gedunk” (Ice Cream) with dinner tonight - we must really be in the backwaters of the war. This is a night totally incongruous with the war. It is so quite - so peaceful - so hard to believe we are a link in the front line , but we were brought back to reality with a G.Q. at 2030. When the General Alarm sounded there were guns already firing on other ships in the anchorage. We never fired, it was a loner - just a recon, I imagine. We secured from Battle Stations just in time for the mid watch.

With the Commodore aboard all we do is stand watch and work. I’m off watch and sound asleep on the Flying Bridge and G.Q. sounds at 2140. Now this will blow your mind - the O.O.D. (Officer Of the Deck) was slightly mixed up and didn’t discover until he had pulled the General Alarm that the “Condition Red” he had heard came from the beach, without doubt - but, at Leyte, over 500-miles away. I want him to know he is not very popular with the crew.

While we are swinging on the hook with the S.O.P.A. aboard all departments are “turning to”. Our ship’s company is made up largely of reserves. The composite background of the crew is not what you would consider a normal preparation for seafaring life. We have boys off the farm, out of the big cities, horse trainers, theater ushers, students, toolmakers, delivery boys, salesmen, truck drivers, shipping clerks, printers, lumber-jacks, mechanics, electricians and welders - our crew crosses all segments of society. Each person has adapted to a shipboard skill and developed a level of proficiency that is reflected by the rate he wears. The crew is a team on which the mistakes of any member may affect all the crew. Among the entire ship’s company, there must exist a well balanced cooperation, mutual trust and the absolute knowledge that the other fellow can be relied upon to do his job. Regardless of where the ship is or what her assignment is, shipboard routine continues and problems of ship’s housekeeping seems never ending. While there may be differences in shipboard responsibility - “different ships, different long splices,” is the “Old Navy” term - every crew member works especially hard when the ship is not underway - doing all the things that can not be done at sea.

A couple of cruisers came in during the night and dropped anchor nearby. The cruiser HMAS SHROPSHIRE invited members of our crew to join them in church services. The whaleboat was full when it shoved off for the SHROPSHIRE. I don’t know if it was the church services or the ration of rum that fetched such large attendance.

I knew it couldn’t last - the cruisers pulled out today, That leaves us as practically the only combat ship left (couple of patrol craft is all we can see) with the S.O.P.A. still aboard.
March comes in like that proverbial lion, but it doesn’t keep us from chipping, painting, maintaining, aligning, adjusting and overhauling the ship’s gear while we are at anchor. We had a long hard day’s work and was anticipating a good night’s sleep topside - no luck - G.Q. at 2145, but it didn’t last long. The Bogie was stubborn and came back at 0030 and insisted on keeping everyone up ‘til 0300. There was a lot of firing by the little boys and the transports - all ineffectual - apparently he is just looking. I wonder where our “Night Cap” (Night Fighters) are tonight?

The weather is calm and clear and things are usually quite during the day so the Torpedomen decide to pull a torpedo out of the No. 2 tubes on March 5th. One of the most cliquey rating in a destroyer is that of Torpedoman - those guys are super-specialists. Everyone in the ship knows something about signals, knotting and splicing and general seamanship. All the deck forces have battle stations in the gunnery department - either in magazines, handling rooms or guns themselves. The Firemen know something about the steam turbines and the Machinist understand boilers. But, none except the torpedo crew, who have attended Torpedo School, has a working knowledge of those lean, wicked-looking, highly complicated mechanism that we call our “Tin Fish”. Nothing was seriously wrong with the “fish” this time - several adjustments were checked and it was back into the tube - this is not an underway job. Our men in dungarees who adjust those torpedoes, and clean them and fuss around them and keep them ready for instant use are skilled specialist who labor to the end that, when their fish leave the tubes and the propellers bites the water, the track toward the Jap will be “hot, straight and normal”.

I just read in a two month old newspaper that the stevedores at San Francisco want “portal to portal pay” - what a deal. We have gotten a lot of work done on the ship while we were swinging on the hook with the S.O.P.A. on board, but he was relieved on March 12th and we immediately got underway for the Jig-line at the entrance to the gulf.

We are confined to the old Jig-line duty until March 24th , all but two days when we were called away on the 19th for a fire support assignment for the Army as they begin an attack on Bauang about six miles below San Fernando with a force of 800 men against an estimated 3,000 Japs holding the town. We took two army types aboard with field phone equipment to direct our fire if needed. Our main job is to prevent Jap reinforcements from getting into the area. We shoot at one or two targets with good results, but most of the targets they give us are out of range, so all we do is “stand by” . After dark they ask for illumination, but the Army got slightly fouled-up on coordinates and we hung the “star shells” over our troops - they withdrew the request. Glad they didn’t call for air burst - get it right guys. When daylight comes we can’t see much from our position, but there is a lot of smoke around Bauang. We enjoy watching the dive bombers peel off and make their runs. We get another call for illumination on the night of the 20th and this time they get it right - right over the Japs - we get a well done from the Army on the beach. The Army has now occupied Bauang . The Japs that were not killed either surrendered or bugged out. We are relieved and head back to the old Jig-line at the entrance to the gulf.

On March 24th we are relieved of the Jig-line duty and steam into the Lingayen anchorage and drop the hook. Scuttlebutt spreads through the ship that there will be liberty - worse than that - they give it to us. With all the lush, beautiful greenery in the Philippines, we are put ashore on a barren sand spit - and I mean barren. There is a village about a mile away, but it is “off limits” and guarded by the Shore Patrol. The Filipinos; however, know a good thing when they see it and come over to do a little business. The best souvenirs offered are the silks and personal flags that all Jap foot soldiers carry. The flags are offered with glowing accounts of the fight necessary to procure them. In reality, I think the flags were made on a production line basis on the only Singer sewing machine in the village. There were also a few silver coins available.

The two cans of hot beer they gave each of us was so green it was hardly drinkable, so quite a few of the crew got high on Nipa Wine - mistakenly thinking it was the famous Japanese “Saki” . It tasted like a brew of shellac and tobacco juice. What a crew - four guys missed the last boat back to the ship and one “Asiatic dope” is “over the hill” bound for Manila. The skipper spends about four hours with the S.O.P.A. trying to explain. The S.O.P.A. is definitely not a happy man.
That takes care of the FOOTE crew and liberty at Lingayen Gulf - no big loss. We weigh anchor and leave beautiful Lingayen Gulf and at sunset on March 26th standing out to sea bound for Subic Bay. For over 100-days we have been at continuous operation Condition II Mike with only a recent brief respite. Most of all we hope to draw stores at Subic Bay - everyone is getting mighty tired of Spam - there has been little selection of food for some time and we are even getting low on “dry stores”.

After sailing all night at moderate speed we enter Subic Bay about 0900 and immediately went alongside an oiler to take on fuel, but there will be no stores here. At 1300 we took our anchorage with 15-fathoms of chain to the starboard anchor in 8-fathoms of water. We set a modified watch condition that will give us an “all night in” one out of three nights. This is another beautiful spot, from a distance - surrounded by hills - like a small edition of the entrance to San Francisco without the Golden Gate Bridge.

We are at Subic Bay only two days and on the morning of March 29th we are underway at 0730 for Leyte - escorting the Amphibious Force Flagship, USS ROCKY MOUNT (AGC-3). So much for the modified watch with an “all night in” - maybe in Leyte.
(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE WAR DIARY, Gene Schnaubelt)

Invasion of Luzon

2006-06-27T19:41:00.000-07:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! New Years Day 1945. Hope this year will end this mess. We are still swinging on the hook in San Pedro Bay, Leyte, Philippine Islands waiting for the next operation and doing anything we can to be sure we are ready. We got two more bulging sacks of mail this afternoon - mostly stale cake, cookies and candy, but anything from home makes it a great day.

On the second night of this new year the Nips made it completely sleepless - G.Q. (Sailor jargon for Battle Stations) at 2339 - 0215 - 0330, so most of the gun crews stayed at their G.Q. stations until reveille. You get so tired you get numb. We hear on the radio that the Bogies get a lucky drop on the beach that took out six of our bombers - quite a fire was visible from our position. Our night fighters were very busy. It is a weird sight to see tracers coming from nowhere and ending up in no place way up in the night sky.

We went to G.Q. several times during the 3rd day of the New Year as Bogies approached the airfield on the beach. After loosing six bombers I guess they are a little cautious. Scuttlebutt has it we are suppose to get underway tomorrow for something big. We have done all the things to be ready - topped off fuel tanks, took on a full compliment of ammunition and loaded up on stores. We are ready.

It’s official - we are underway at 0800 on January 4th - assembling to invade Luzon at Lingayen Gulf - northwest of Manila. I-DAY will be January 9th. Rumor has it there will be approximately 1,200 ships, in three groups, in the invasion fleet. The three formations will cover over 50-miles of ocean. Something new has been added - all machine guns will be manned (G.Q. crews) at all times when we are within 20-miles of land.

The FOOTE is assigned to Task Force-75 and is operating in accordance with secret dispatch 020525, en route to Lingqayen Gulf, Luzon, Philippine Islands, in company with and as screen for Task Group-78.1. Commander of Task Group-78.1 is in USS BLUE RIDGE; Commander of the screen is Commander of DesRon-23 in USS CHARLES AUSBURNE. Fleet guide is in BLUE RIDGE. A big task force of CVE.’s (Escort Carriers) are hull down to port. It is good to know we have fighters along. Mustered the FOOTE crew at quarters at 0815 - no absentees.

We left our position in the formation at 1251 to investigate a reported “Skunk” (unidentified surface object) about 6-miles on our starboard beam. The “Skunk” was identified as an empty merchant ship type lifeboat. We sunk the boat with our portside 40-MM guns
A radio message was intercepted at 1515 reporting a torpedo wake sighted in Task Force-77.3, about 6-miles ahead of our track. The destroyer USS TAYLOR DD-468 sighted a Jap midget sub on the surface about 7-miles north and altered her course and rammed it at 1530 - total elapsed time since the torpedo wake report was 15-minutes. At 1623 the LST-123 sighted a submarine on the surface 500-yards on her starboard quarter. The destroyer USS RUSSELL DD-414 changed her course to intercept the target, but was unable to establish sonar contact. The RUSSELL was left in the area to search until the convoy steamed clear.

About 1600 on January 6th we are at approximately the same location of the attack on December 21st during the re-supply of Mindoro. Everyone begins to feel things are much, much too quiet. As we pass through Mindoro Straits it looks as if they’ve had another raid because a fire is visible on Mondoro off our starboard beam and we are about 15-miles at sea. When we clear the Straits we start thinking about Manila coming up on our starboard side.

The Oil Tanker USS PECOS joined the formation after morning G.Q. on January 7th and started underway fueling all screening vessels. The FOOTE completed fueling at 1207 and resumed her screening station. Speed of advance is 8.5-knots.

It is altogether too quiet, considering where we are. The sun goes down making a beautiful picture in the west and about an hour after dark the FOOTE and three other destroyers are detached to make a sweep away from the convoy toward Manila to see if we can flush anything - nothing. We learn that the CHARLES AUSBURNE DD-570 and another destroyer sank a Jap destroyer of the HATSUSHARU Class in a short engagement over on the other side of the convoy. The CHARLES AUSBURNE placed her salvos so neatly that the Jap only got off a “starshell” or two before she blew up. The Japs never knew what hit them.. About 2415 we pick up a plane on radar and begin tracking it - we are getting a very erratic solution on the computer in plot - with a big debate about his manner of flying - and no I.F.F.(Identification Friendly or Foe) - then he decided the issue of his identity by dropping a bomb pattern off the port quarter about 5,000-yards. He no longer needed I.F.F. and we didn’t secure from G.Q. until sun-up. During the early morning hours the Japs dropped lots of flares and there was a great deal of firing, but not by us.

On the morning of the 8th we are well into the South China Sea and anything can happen - but doesn’t. The day is clear, bright, sunny and peaceful. Everyone is talking about what will happen in the next few days. About 1430, a raid is reported, but goes in against the convoy astern (we are second of three convoys). There is much firing and it was close enough we saw one plane crash-dive a large troop ship. Apparently there wasn’t much damage to the ship because they didn’t request any assistance and the fires were out very quickly and she holds position in the convoy. Just before sunset G.Q. the convoy begins closing in (tightening up the formation) and I imagine we make a very impressive sight to our air cover. More aircraft carriers have arrived and taken position off our port side about 15,000-yards. The scuttlebutt has it that 14 carriers, in all, will support the landing tomorrow morning. At sunset G.Q. a couple of Jap aircraft try to get in behind our returning air patrol, but the Cruisers drop one “Nick” (New twin-engine bomber) and the second “Nick” is downed by other ships in the convoy. At exactly midnight we begin our turn into the famous Lingayen Gulf. What a show this is going to be - I-DAY..

Condition II Mike and Baker is set as we enter Lingayen Gulf. Lookouts are posted on the forecastle. We passed a floating mine 100-feet to port at 0140 - saw other mines, but none quite so close. I wonder how many we didn’t see??? All Battle Stations are manned at 0515 - and, we are ready to take our position to cover the landing. At 0645 we received orders to deploy as planned and took our position in column astern of CONVERSE with the LA VALLETTE and JENKINS behind us. The four destroyers proceeded at various courses and speeds to take their Close Fire Support position off WHITE BEACH #2 on the west side of the landing area in the vicinity of Rosario, below San Fernando. At the very first flush of dawn, the battleships and cruisers opened up a barrage to shatter anything left in the immediate area of the landing zone. I-DAY is underway. An enemy plane came at us from the land side (Red bearing) and we opened fire with the 5-inch main battery and he does a 180, post haste. Listening to those big shell from the battleships and cruisers rumbling overhead is a noise we could get along without - ten minutes later our four destroyers move closer to the beach - close as possible without running the risk of grounding. Our job is to take on, at close range, anything that opens fire from the beach, also to lay down a short range bombardment of 500-rounds per ship to cover the first assault teams.

At sunrise, we lay in position about 2,000-yards off the beach - all engines stopped - every eye topside straining for any movement on the beach - or worse, Jap planes. We have good air cover - there is a constant stream of Navy Wildcats overhead - we certainly need it - a Jap plane coming from the land side (Red Bearing) could be on us before we know it. With us this close to the beach - dead in the water, holding position - the 8, 12 & 16 inch guns from the big ships have taken on a rather comforting sound - only hope their Fire Controlmen are on the ball. With daylight, the effects of the bombardment can be seen. On our port quarter, half of the town of Rosario is burning where a truck concentration was spotted. The beach is a solid wall of smoke - so thick the shell explosions can only been seen with difficulty. Way over on the other side of the gulf a column of smoke is building up like a very low huge thunderhead They tell us it is a burning gas-oil supply dump.

Promptly at 0900 our four destroyers add their 500 rounds per ship to the noise and confusion. We fired a 5-gun salvo every 15-seconds. The topside personnel take an unmerciful beating from the noise, smoke, burnt cork and concussion.

The first assault wave moves in under cover of our fire and hit the beach immediately after we cease fire. At 0927 we began to receive fire from the beach. Shells were landing in the water close aboard - there is speculation that it is the Jap’s long range mortars (5”) - good for 6,000-yards. Shells are landing very close to CONVERSE, FOOTE and JENKIN. There was one very close splash on the starboard quarter of the FOOTE. Getting too close. The JENKINS takes a hit in her No. 4 ammunition handling room, but it is a dud (How lucky can you get?) and no one is seriously hurt. With all the smoke and bedlam on the beach, it is hard to spot individual flashes that may be the origin of the incoming rounds. A very long 18-minutes later, we spot a shore battery and take it under fire and continue to fire selectively for the next 35-minutes. Shore batteries eliminated. We are using various slow engine speeds and rudder settings to maintain our position with the beach and the other destroyers - laying to, awaiting request from the Shore Fire Control Party for support fire. At 1508 a shell landed in the water off the starboard bow. FOOTE and LA VALLETTE move slowly and very close to the beach searching for shore batteries. There are several more splashes close aboard - LA VALLETTE has them spotted. They open fire at 1520 and demolished the target.

There was no further fire from the beach. At 1809 LA VALLETTE and JENKINS are ordered away from the beach close fire support area - leaving only FOOTE and CONVERSE on station.
By sundown, on the 9th, the beach is well secured with troops and gear piling ashore as fast as they can shuttle back and forth to the ships. San Fabian, to the south, is in our hands and the airfield (dive bombed all day) is under attack by the Army ground forces, With sundown, comes a couple of Bogies - one medium bomber goes over pretty high and wide, but it seems like every gun in the harbor opens up on him. A Black Widow (Black P-61 night fighter) approached us on a “red bearing” and we kick out a few close rounds at him. He got the hint and secured - fast, but not before he gave a rather profane description about how he felt about the whole affair - guess we can’t depend on him for air cover tonight. Bet he will be careful about approaching tin-cans in the future after they have had a tense day on the firing line. When all the ships in the area open up at once it is an impressive sight, but dangerous for all hands. One LST. in particular shoots at anything and everything - regardless of who is in their line of fire - a fellow could get hurt out here from “friendly fire”. At 1934 we drop the hook in 5-fathoms of water with 15-fathoms of chain to the starboard anchor - too close to White Beach #2 for comfort. Topside sentries are posted fore and aft and a couple of 20-MM Guns are manned to watch for suicide boats and swimmers . One of the transports takes a bomb hit, but shortly things get pretty quiet - it’s relative, I guess.

The ship sets material condition AFFIRM and FOOTE secured from G.Q. at 2010. The first section goes down for a snack - no more “K” rations, thank goodness. We are back at G,Q, on the double for another raid and another fireworks display. We secure from G.Q. again - another raid - off and on - there will be no sleep this night. A total of 723 rounds of 5-inch fired today up to the mid-watch. Most of the topside crew is about deaf from the noise.

At 0120 on the 10th, the FOOTE takes over close fire support and illumination from the CONVERSE - lets see if they can get a nap with us firing just yards away. We are still swinging on the hook - boilers #2 and #4 are on the line. We begin firing illumination (starshell) as requested from the beach. An Army officer came alongside in an LCVP, at 0200, requesting counter-battery fire. We asked CONVERSE to comply with his request as we continued illumination - so nobody sleeps. About 0300 we receive word that the Japs are paddling out in 2-man boats, hanging on crates, rafts and climbing aboard ships or using motor boats with explosives to ram ships - a handful against the multitude. They have already damaged three ships in the transport area - one bad enough to be abandoned. Some small Jap boats are reported to be following our landing craft out from the beach area in the darkness, in an effort to avoid detection, and release depth charges or mines against ships. We doubled our topside sentries and issued automatic rifles. Shore Fire Control Party #3 called for fire support on Jap Pillboxes, Observation Posts and Infantry Bivouac. We fired one-gun salvos until spotted onto the target and then commenced firing five-gun salvos. We fired 5” Common, 5” A.A. Common air burst and 5” White Phosphorous air burst as requested by the Shore Observer. At 1206 we again respond to a firing mission on Jap infantry. Those A.A. air burst and White Phosphorous air burst really devastate infantry even though they are in deep fox holes.

When we secured from our fire support mission at 1245, approximately 85% of our 5-inch ammunition was expended and a hearty “Well Done” is sent along from the beach. The CHARLES AUSBURNE relieves the FOOTE as Close Fire Support Ship at 1308 and we go searching for ammunition - but quick. We find the ammunition we need on LST.-1026. By late afternoon we have taken on a full compliment of ammunition and are ready for orders.

Almost immediately we get underway in response to a visual signal from ConDesRon-23 to join the screen of Task Unit-79.14.3 in accordance with a CTF-79 dispatch. Many ships that have discharged there cargo began to form up and get underway and we are forced to rush to catch up just before sundown. Our orders are to escort the group back to Leyte.

About 1825 - just as the group is assembling in the mouth of the Gulf and we have finished bolting down our chow - a pair of “Oscars” .make a surprise visit. One peeled off and in a screaming dive down our port side crashed into an APD. in our quarter of the formation. The Jap must have started his dive 15,000-yards out, but still every 40-MM and 20-MM in the neighborhood opened fire (Effective range of 40-MM is 4,000-yds. - 20-MM is 2,000-yds.). Two cargo ships astern looked like they were firing at each other. The DU PAGE APA-41 just off the starboard bow got it double - not only hit by fire from the ship astern, but the second “Oscar” crashed into her. The resulting burst of flames was just like in the movies. Everything finally gets squared away and we settle down to move along at regular convoy speed - about 8.5-knots. We passed a dark object abeam to port at 2300 - believed to be a mine. This is just six more busy days in the life of the FOOTE.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt).

Christmas 1944

2006-06-04T18:58:00.000-07:00

As a clear dawn broke on December 23rd it was going to be a bright, sunny day with calm seas and only a few cumulus clouds on the horizon. We were escorting our group along with a speed of advance of only 9-knots - fastest speed of the slowest vessel in the convoy. We are one day out of Leyte Gulf after our re-supply mission to Mindoro and begin to breathe a little easier although we are sailing in waters completely surrounded by Japanese held islands and control of the air is still contested. A “Jill” - newest Japanese Torpedo Bomber, showed up unexpectedly on the starboard quarter and wasn’t detected until he veered off at about 3,000-yards. Where are our lookouts and C.I.C.crew - keep that up and you guys will be in for some serious counseling. Torpedo bombers and destroyers don’t go good together. We stayed at Battle Stations (General Quarters or sailor lingo - G.Q..) all the way through Surigao Straits..

By 1925 we were near San Pedro Bay and all screening ships were directed to proceed individually, by division, to their assigned anchorage. The FOOTE was assigned Berth-40, San Pedro Bay, Leyte, Philippine Islands.

There was no rest - back to Battle Stations (G.Q.) - everyone was complaining about “Beach Control” (When battle ready status is controlled by command on land) - but, this time it was for real and we watched lots of tracers although we couldn’t actually see the enemy planes over the airstrip. LCIs (Landing Craft Infantry) kept darting around laying smoke among all the anchored ships. In the unreal light of a half moon, the smoke, mist and tracers from the beach formed some weirdly beautiful pictures for Christmas Eve - and, we are half a world away from home. The crew has been at G.Q. more than 36 times since we sailed for Mindoro on the 19th - some for as long as 10-12 hours.

On Christmas Day we had a really sumptuous meal to remember the day by. Best of all - Christmas presents…..MAIL…..lots of mail.

It was a great day until those dishonorable !#?@!)@# decided to play Santa Clause and drop a few presents……G.Q. at 1710 - 1905 & 2245. There was some firing, but nothing serious. The Fire Control Gang gathered around the wassail bowl in “Plot” this Christmas night and with the hatch dogged tightly closed we had a “Tube Lecture”, some coke mix, two Christmas fruit cakes and ice we promoted from the cooks. (The reference, Dear Readers, to “Tube Lecture” means a bottle of highly illegal, but very tasty premium aged whiskey that Mail Man, Robert Williams, FC2/c, had so brilliantly smuggled aboard in his “Official Mail Pouch” when the ship was stateside and we stowed it in Amplidyne Tube containers under the deck plates in the Plotting Room.) Fire Controlmen have always been known for their long range planning. We had just enough for about one “Tube Lecture” a month - usually on special occasions or when we had a close call. With the right attitude, Christmas on the other side of the world can be made tolerable.

On the day after Christmas we shifted to Berth-36 because of lack of room to swing on the anchor safely. We went to G.Q. at 1245 - 1530 & 1910. There was a low overcast sky with a good deal of firing from the beach, but it is impossible to spot anything except a bomb flash occasionally. Just before dark we get word that a large Japanese Task Force has been spotted at sea heading toward Mindoro. Some of our cruisers and destroyers get underway immediately to form a group for intercept. We have a couple of boilers torn down and can operate on only one Fireroom or we would be in the group that was scrambled.

December 27th dawned with steady rain - heavy overcast day. At 1155 the USS CONVERSE DD-509 came alongside and we received ammunition from them. Everyone is speculating on what happened to those Jap ships our cruisers and destroyers went out to intercept last night. Our planes should have gotten there first.

After two days we are still swinging on the hook repairing our sick boilers. On the third day (December 29th) all the scuttlebutt about the Jap Task Force is finally settled by a news bulletin. Our planes and P.T. Boats sunk two Jap destroyers and left one burning - the commander of the remaining Jap force is making best speed to cover their battleships and cruisers that our forces have also hit. The Jap raid on Mindoro was to be coordinated with an air attack, but proved to be completely ineffective, because our air power is gaining control. Our boiler repairs are completed - we now have four boiler availability.

Evidently the Jap task force that headed toward Mindoro stirred up the last of the dwindling Mikado’s air force in our area, because we went to G.Q. at 1630 - 1950 & 2230. There was some firing from the beach, but all ships in the anchorage were ordered not to fire unless directly attacked.

It’s New Year’s Eve and the Japs are running true to form - G.Q. at 1245 - 1815 - 2130 - 0150 & 0500. Never seemed to mind those all night celebrations on New Year’s Eve back stateside - what a way to close out the year. Good bye 1944 and good riddance.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt’s account.)

FIRST RE-SUPPLY MISSION TO MINDORO

2006-05-24T10:37:00.000-07:00

We are headed toward the western end of Leyte Gulf in company with ten other destroyers, several Liberty Ships, L.S.T.’s and L.C.I.’s - numbering about 60 ships in all. This will be the first re-supply convoy after the initial landing at Mindoro. You can bet we will have a run-in with the Nips. The dope is - we will have air cover during the day, but lacking night fighters in the area - the nights will be open season.

December 20th arrived with one of the most beautiful sunrises you will ever see - it is extremely hard to correlate the war with such intense beauty, but the constant reporting of “Bogies” (enemy aircraft) doesn’t leave much doubt what lies ahead. Mostly, it is our planes that are reported showing no I.F.F. We start a merry chase after some small fishing boats, but are ordered to stand by another destroyer that has engaged a large Sanpan. We arrived in time to see the Sanpan crew hit the water. They refused to be picked up Finally, the other destroyer was able to pick up one Japanese officer to question. Several times during the day and night it seemed we would be attack by Nip aircraft, but the raids always evaporated out of sight and out of range. We are skirting Panay, so things can get hot anytime.

Thirty minutes before dawn on December 21st we went to morning General Quarters. The sky is overcast and a little threatening - almost foreboding. Evidently we are picking up a cross-swell coming in from the China Sea, because the calm seas of the last two days is broken up and choppy. About 1000 the “Bogies” finally materialized into two “Oscars” that dove out of the low clouds and went screaming through the convoy, dead center. I think we were the only ship that didn’t fire. One plane was downed off the port side by one of the other destroyers - it could be seen burning after the smoke from the guns cleared.

Somebody was firing over us which gave us the jitters, but we ceased tracking when the second plane lost his nerve and turned away. No damage reported on our team. Charles Richard Dragoo, S1/c was pronounced dead of asphyxiation at 1400 by the ship’s doctor, Lt. Herbert Allen. Three hours of heroic effort failed to revive him after he entered Compartment A-401-A to get some helmets.

We had just enough time after coming off watch to get a quick shower, then it was back to General Quarters. This time the war really caught up with us.

The first wave of Jap planes to come over was 15 dive bombers and fighters. We were on station well away from the convoy and separated from the other destroyers, so it seemed as if we bore almost the full brunt of the attack. We pick up a plane coming in at about 4,000-yards on the port bow and start firing.

We hit him with every gun that would bear, but he never wavered. Flames burst from his belly at about 1,000-yards and still he came on. He wouldn’t blow up and he wouldn’t crash. It appeared he would surely suicide into us. About 100-yards from the ship his wing finally tipped and he slipped off to crash in the water, a scant 30-feet from the port side of the ship. He was so close it seemed you could touch him. After the impact in the water, many of the crew picked up pieces of the mangled aluminum thrown all over the ship by the force of the explosion.

We had a short lull after this attack and learned that all 440-volt power forward of the aft engine room was temporarily knocked out by the concussion of the explosion when the Kamikaze hit so near. Approximately 15-minutes later the next wave of planes, consisting of about 12 medium twin engine bombers, started in.

Targets were litterly everywhere. A group of three came low from our starboard, just about 50-feet off the water, and though two pulled out of the concentrated gun fire, one tried for a crash. He exploded just off the wing of the bridge, spraying the ship with spare parts again. About this time, a “Lilly” started a run on the ship aft about 195-degrees. Gun-45 (#5-40MM) and one 20-MM on the fantail were the only guns to open fire. About the time a good track was established, Gun-45 jammed. The jam was cleared almost immediately, at great personal risk, by Dave Brown (Gun-45 Gun Captain - now deceased. Dave was later awarded the Bronze Star for this bit of heroics.) Why the Nip never dropped his bomb or crashed into us, no one knows, but that agonizing moment passes. The topside crew saw him bounce from several hits which, at the last moment, probably caused his course to change obliquely across the fantail. Another ship in the convoy reported seeing a plane leave us smoking badly, but we were too busy to notice. The two planes we definitely knocked down close aboard were “Tojo”, 1722 and “Lilly”, 1740 - an awful lot condensed into a few minutes and I do mean “awful”.

When the area cleared of “Bogies”, two L.S.T.’s (Landing Ship Tanks) were burning badly, one of which had to be abandoned. We sent our whaleboat to the Liberty ship Hobart Baker to pick up a badly injured survivor from the L.S.T.-460 (J. N. Abbott, GM3/c) because they had no doctor aboard. At 1900, just before it got too dark for us to see, we spotted a man with a life jacket in the water on the port side. J. McCann, S2/c from L.S.T.-749 was recovered from the water suffering from burns to the face and arms. Both men were in pretty bad shape, but will live. At long last darkness settled in and we couldn’t see any more survivors in the water (hope we didn’t miss any). We set course to take our position with the convoy which was raided twice before we joined up - but, no more ships were damaged. We stay at battle stations all night.

During the quietness of the night I looked back on the day with a lot of mixed emotions and confused impressions - such as anger for the useless death of Charles Dragoo and the desperate effort to save him - sorry for the survivors we picked up - clearness of the sound of empty shell cases banging around during the terrific cacophony of noise - the seeming quietness of the 5-inch guns until their angle of fire would reach a bearing where the concussion would lift you off your feet - the absence of the expected noise of the crash of the Kamikaze on the port side - somebody yelling “Cease Fire” when the “Tojo” was so close you could autograph the “meat balls” on his wings - the tremendous amount of smoke, cork and charred gun-cotton, and in the middle of it all, #2 Fireroom blows tubes.

When we arrive off Port Frisco, San Jose, Mindoro with our convoy the moon had set and the night was gorgeous - big, clear, twinkling stars. The kind of stars you strain your eyes at, because any second one of them may turn out to be a motor exhaust of a Jap plane. At the slightest hint of dawn over the island, we began a slow circling seaward as a screen for the unloading on the beach. We fired several times at Jap planes during the day even though we were suppose to have air cover from a P-38 base just established on the island - they must have had more urgent business elsewhere. One dive bomber just missed suiciding a Liberty Ship and we watched a lone “Tojo” splash alongside the destroyer USS McGOWAN DD-678.

We transferred the survivors we picked up and Charles Dragoo’s body to a landing barge for transportation to the beach and an hour later the survivors were being flown out by PBM. Charles will be buried, by strangers, on Mindoro, Philippine Islands. Finally, we gathered our flock together and stood out to sea for the voyage back to Leyte Gulf. You begin to wonder how long a person can keep going with only snatches of sleep. After sundown, we remained at Battle Stations until almost midnight - then back to the mid-watch. The Japs are using a lots of “window” (aircraft dropping strips of tinfoil to try to foul up your radar readings) tonight - two raids are tracked in to 10,000-yards before they turn away. General Quarters again at 0500 - no sleep.

Looking back over the last four days, I’d say the crew didn’t perform too badly for a group whose average age was 19.7 years.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary and Gene Schnaubelt’s account.)

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Manus Island to Leyte Gulf

2006-04-15T15:31:00.000-07:00

We were anchored in Seeadler Harbor, Manus Island, Admiralty Islands - all departments had a punch-list of needed repairs and the Captain requested Tender availability and it was granted by ComCarDiv-29. The ship got underway and moored alongside the USS BRIARUS AR-12, a repair ship, and specialist came aboard immediately and started working on the needed repairs. On 29 November the ship received provisions throughout the day - on the following day we received ammunition to complete our allowance.

After four days Tender availability, we got underway for post repair trial runs. The trial runs were completed successfully and we returned to port and moored port side to the USS LEOPARD IX-122 to take on fuel. We were assigned Berth 314. On 3 December the USS CONVERSE DD-509 moored along side the FOOTE to port. The FOOTE and CONVERSE were anchored in Berth 314 until 7 December. In the early morning hours of 7 December the weather quickly turned bad - the wind and rain reduced the visibility to 100-yards. At 0612 the anchor began dragging and at 0618 the FOOTE and CONVERSE was dragging into a nest containing the USS LONG DD-209 and USS HAMILTON DMS-18. CONVERSE’S port quarter got against the bow of the HAMILTON. Anchors were retrieved and all four ships got underway and took new individual berths. There was no typhoon - it was just a freak intense squall of relative short duration.

Commander of Task Force Seventy Seven (CTF-77) orders the FOOTE, CONVERSE and CHARLES AUSBURNE to rendezvous with the USS LOUISVILLE CA-28 (ComCruDiv-4) at specified latitude and longitude and escort her to the recently established beachhead at Leyte, Philippine Islands. So we bid farewell to Manus, Admiralty Islands and got underway at 1300. The three destroyers were aligned in column and stand out to sea at 25-knots into a pretty heavy sea. We look like the Newsreels - dipping our bow under green water and the spray going over the superstructure. When we overhaul the LOUISVILLE we took an assigned anti-submarine station with LOUISVILLE as guide and O.T.C. For the next three days we conducted Radar Jamming exercises, Radar Calibration validation and Anti-aircraft practice firing of the 5-inch, 40-MM and 20-MM guns.

On 13 December we went to regular morning General Quarters at 0558 and as night gave way to daylight the Philippines gradually evolved into view. There is a mingling of curiosity and some apprehension in the crew. The latter helped not at all when we pass three badly damaged destroyers on our way in. They are visible evidence of the "Kamikaze" we have been hearing about. The huge collection of ships here is far greater than anything imagined. We are not long in being reminded this is the "front lines", because intermittent firing is visible in one section of the beach and General Quarters is sounded four times - 0840 - 1045 - 1540 & 1835, the last time about 20-minutes after sunset. We are not sure if the alerts are caused by enemy aircraft or "Bogie" happy radar men picking up friendly aircraft with no I.F.F. (Identification, Friendly or Foe). On the last G.Q., flares could be seen around the vicinity of the airstrip on the beach. At 2010 we lay the starboard anchor with about 60-fathoms of chain in San Pedro Bay off Tacloban, Capital of Leyte, Philippine Islands.

We received a copy of ComTaskFor-77 secret dispatch that directed ComCruDiv-4 to form Task Group-77.3 composed of LOUISVILLE, MINNEAPOLIS, CHARLES AUSBOURNE, CONVERSE, FOOTE, STERETT and WILSON. The mission of this Task Group is to protect Leyte Gulf from raids by enemy surface forces. Alll ships in this Task Group are on one-half hour notice for getting underway. The ships have topped off fuel tanks.

As we slip into 14 December this routine is getting monotonous - G.Q. again after morning quarters at 1000 - 1125 - 1610 and worse 0025 & 0145. We stayed at the last one until 0500; so no sleep, but no action either - a pretty good swap. Back to morning G.Q. at 0605. Word was circulated during the night that we are occupying Mindoro - an island just south of Manila. Another destroyer and a light cruiser came limping in - the USS HARADEN DD-585 (16 dead & 59 wounded) and the USS NASHVILLE CL-43 - more evidence of the new and fanatical Jap suiciding aircraft.

As we go into 15 December the Japs are relatively quiet until the afternoon - "Flash Red" at 1615 and we went to G.Q. for about an hour and again at 1830 - then the rains came. It continued intermittent rain for the next three days - a dreary mess - trying to stay dry - impossible. I feel sorry for the soldiers on the beach living in the mud.

The FOOTE has been assigned to Task Unit 78.3.13 along with ten other destroyers. The Task Unit is comprised of USS CHARLES AUSBURNE DD-570, USS NEWCOMB DD-586, USS CONVERSE DD-509, USS STANLY DD-478, USS WILLIAM D. PORTER DD-579, USS YOUNG DD-580, USS BRYANT DD-665, USS LOWRY DD-770, USS McGOWAN DD-678, USS KIMBERLY DD-521 and USS FOOTE DD-511. This Task Unit was formed to support the first re-supply for the landing at Mindoro Island, Philippine Islands. Looks like the activity is about to pick up.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE War Diary & Gene Schnaubelt’s account)

Second Cruise

2006-03-28T19:59:00.000-08:00

At 0328 on 30 October we were steaming various courses to make Hawaii landfall and arrive at a rendezvous with a tow plane on schedule. Maui was sighted broad on the port bow at 0613, distance 12-miles, not a cloud in the sky, wind is negligible and the seas are like glass. A good day for target practice. We went to General Quarters for A.A. fire on target sleeve. Guess they want to know how good we are. The exercise ended at 0706 when we shot the sleeve down with 40-MM fire - must have hit the tow line. We expended 49 rounds of 5-inch A.A. common, 1168 rounds of 40-MM and 1045 4rounds of 20-MM.

The FOOTE received verbal orders from ComDesPac to enter port and proceed to Berth King 3 and load stores, fuel ship and receive 50-tons of cargo. The port worked through the night to secure the cargo on the fantail and by 1006 the following morning the FOOTE was ready to sail. The special sea detail went to quarters and the FOOTE got underway at 1030 on 31 October in accordance with Commander In Chief Pacific (ComPac #310309), enroute to Eniwetok, Marshall Islands where the ship will receive fuel and further routing to Ulithi Island. Speed of advance will be 25-knots. Someone is in a hurry to get this 50-tons of whatever it is.

At 1524 on 2 November we crossed the International Date Line and loose a day (November 2nd became November 3rd). The only ceremony observed was to muster all hands for another of those innumerable shots - this time it is Tetanus. Just like any other week with no Friday.

On 5 November at 1253 we sighted Eniwetok Atoll, distance 12.5-miles. The FOOTE entered the anchorage and moored starboard side to tanker SS LUNDAY’S LANE in Berth J-9. After topping off all fuel tanks we received routing instructions to Ulithi Island. We cleared the port at 1856, set course 268 Degrees True and made turns for 25-knots.

On 8 November at 0615 we sighted Ulithi landfall, entered port and moored starboard side to USS CORUNDUM IX-164 (a vessel that provides mobile storage for supplies) and off- loaded the 50-tons of cargo we brought out from Pearl Harbor.

The FOOTE was assigned to the Northern Anchorage, Ulithi Island, Berth 8 to await orders after she topped off all her fuel tanks from USS CAHABA AO-82. When the ship reported ready for sea she received ComCarDiv-29 (Commander Carrier Division Twenty-Nine) secret dispatch directing her to proceed to Kossol Roads, Palau Islands. We were also directed to take aboard two whale boats and lash them down on the fantail for transport. Looks like we are getting in the fast hauling business. We cleared the harbor at 1518 on 12 November and set course for Palau Islands. At 1115 on 13 November the bridge sighted Babelthrop Island, bearing 260 Degrees True, 15-miles. We entered the anchorage at Kossol Roads at 1404 and moored starboard side to USS SAGATUCK to take on fuel and off-load the two whale boats. We received a secret dispatch from Commander 7th Fleet directing the FOOTE to report to ComCarDiv-29 for duty.

The Foote was assigned Berth #4, Kossol Roads, Palau Island to await routing to ComCarDiv-29. Finally, at 1220 on 16 November the FOOTE received orders to rendezvous at the earliest time with ComCarDiv-29 at point given by latitude and longitude. After steaming all night we contacted ComCarDiv-29 by TBS (Transmission Between Ships) at 0500 on 17 November and was assigned station 5070 in formation. The guide and O.T.C.(Officer in Tactical Command) is USS MAKIN ISLAND CVE-93. The Task Force course is 296 Degrees True, speed 18-knots, formation is 5-V and ships in formation are; Aircraft Carriers MAKIN ISLAND CVE-93, HOGGATT BAY CVE-75, LUNGA POINT CVE-94, SALAMAUA CVE-96 and Destroyers CHARLES AUSBURNE DD-570, CONVERSE DD-509, PATTERSON DD-392, RALPH TALBOT DD-390, BAGLEY DD-386, BENNION DD-662 and FOOTE. DD-511. The Task Force is operating in support of the Philippine invasion.

On 17 November a plane crashed while landing on SALAMAUA and went into the water. The FOOTE was on plane guard station and went to the crash scene immediately, but by the time we arrived there was no trace of the plane or pilot - it had sunk nose down. A second plane went into the water off the MAKIN ISLAND the same day and the BAGLEY was able to recover all three crewmen (that’s 30-gallons of ice cream for the BAGLEY). The days are occupied with anti-submarine patrol and plane guard duty as the carriers launch and recover planes for the days operations.

The Japs found the Task Force on 21 November with six twin engine bombers, but they made one mistake, they had no fighter escort and our C.A.P. (Combat Air Patrol) shot down three of them and the others withdrew, at best speed, with no damage to the Task Force.

Early on the morning of 23 November the FOOTE fueled underway from HOGGATT BAY and immediately following us, the RALPH TALBOT took on fuel. The Task Force set course for Manus Island. It’s Thanksgiving Day and we are over 8,000 miles from home. We had a big meal tho’ and the day is spiced by talk from the Shellbacks (sailors who previously crossed the Equator) about the upcoming crossing of the Equator when we will cross over into the Forbidden Domain of Neptune Rex. Everyone is giving the Pollywogs (sailors who haven’t crossed the Equator) a bad time with their embellishment of sadistic things to come. On the 24th the remainder of the destroyers were fueled underway from the HOGGATT BAY and SALAMAUA.

THE BIG DAY HAS ARRIVED. We will cross the Equator at 1430. Quite a hilarious time is planned. The poor Pollywogs were mustered for inspection at 1230, in full dress uniform. They were then given 10-minutes to change completely and be ready for their separate trials before the Court of Neptune. The Court convened on the fantail and one after another the Pollywogs were dragged aft - questioned - misunderstood - and given the works. The WORKS consisted of a 12,000-volt electric chair with shining copper plates. An operating table where the grease and diesel oil was diligently applied - with the Court Jester applying his 110-volt needle to the miserable Pollywogs. From there they were handed over to the Royal Barber. After gapping their hair shamelessly they were unceremoniously dumped from the chair and scrambled to their feet to look down a long, gauntlet of 50 to 60 waiting, grinning, hideous Shellbacks, liberally sprinkled with clubs, belts, rope-ends and what have you. The poor Pollywogs would take a deep breath and shove off about 60-knots, but would be stopped immediately to say a few words over the "Mike" (a saltwater hose in disguise). Then came the "Underground" - a barricade of fenders to be crawled through - the "Invasion" - where they had to clamber up a swaying, perverse, collision ladder in the face of a couple of 2-inch saltwater hoses - "Royal Aircraft Service" - riding a Bos’un Chair down a pulley from the after stack with arms flapping - "Submarine Duty" - where the Pollywogs crawled under the torpedo tubes against a saltwater stream and finally - the "Slop Pit" - the accumulation of two weeks of well fermented garbage, where they were completely submerged.

Shaved, shampooed with slop, smelly, visibly shaken, but no worse for the wear, they emerged as Shellbacks, the most coveted deep water title. They were now sufficiently salty to stand before King Neptune and his Royal Staff. The Court was sufficiently overdressed - underdressed - and well done up in burnt cork Be it known by all ye Sailors, Mariners, Land Lubbers and others who may be honored by his presence that these lowly Pollywogs have been found worthy to be numbered as Trusty Shellbacks after having been duly initiated into the Solemn Mysteries of the Ancient Order Of The Deep.

As dark fell and we stood at sunset General Quarters, the USS FOOTE DD-511 was completely manned by Shellbacks. Two hours later we let the anchor run in the harbor at Manus, Admiralty Islands.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log, USS FOOTE WAR Diary and Gene Schnaubelt account).

Stateside

2006-03-19T18:29:00.000-08:00

At 1046 on 4 March, pratique was granted by the harbor health authorities. The Captain made an official call on the Commanding Officer of Naval Drydocks and the SOPA (Senior Officer Present Afloat) in USS HERMITAGE. Two Signalmen and a Radioman returned to the FOOTE from temporary duty aboard the SS GULF STAR for the 43-day crossing. They had it better than anyone who made the voyage aboard the FOOTE - better food, better accommodations and most of all, they did not flounder in heavy seas for three days. By 1328 the FOOTE was underway with Yard Tug #239 to Drydock #2, U.S. Naval Drydocks, Roosevelt Base, Terminal Island, San Pedro, CA. The FOOTE entered drydovk at 1355 and by 1825 the ship was resting on keel blocks. By 1940 all water had been pumped out of the drydock and workers were coming aboard.

All hands would get a 30-day leave, by section, starting immediately. After their leave was over some of the crew would be transferred to the Receiving Station, Terminal Island for reassignment, some would be sent to school, but most would work aboard ship during battle damage repair, replacement and modernization. Some of the ship’s crew was quartered on base in a gymnasium along with new crewmen as they reported for duty on the FOOTE.

The Navy plans to make short work of this drydock availability, because as much as possible of the stern hull was completed before the FOOTE arrived in San Pedro. The replacement equipment, machinery and new appurtenances are on hand and ready for installation. Work will move forward on a 24/7 schedule.

By the middle of June the drydock was flooded and the ship moved to Pier #2 to finalize details in preparation for sea trials. The first day at sea created a considerable punch list by all departments for needed repairs or adjustments.

On 1 July 1944 the FOOTE was assigned to the Commander. San Diego Shakedown Group to undergo refresher training and equipment validation test. We went to sea and test were performed on all Fire Control equipment and the 5-inch main battery was validated by firing at target sleds followed by the 40-MM and 20-MM firing at target sleeves. In addition, practice torpedoes were fired. There were speed runs, crash astern and maneuvers to perform tests in the engineering spaces. All these test were repeated for days. The objective was to find any problems and sharpen the crew’s combat skills.

During this period we operated with the USS WEST VIRGINIA BB-48, USS MISSISSIPPI BB-41, USS JARVIS DD-799, USS BOGGS DMS-3, USS KILLEN DD-593, USS WREN DD-568 and USS THORN DD-647. The group performed individual exercises and group exercises to cover all facets of Naval surface warfare.

On 4 August the FOOTE received orders to report to Commanding Officer, Pre- Commissioning Training Center, Treasure Island, San Francisco, CA for duty. Part of the ship’s crew was quartered on Treasure Island while crews assigned to new construction trained aboard the FOOTE. There was liberty every night you were in port unless you had the duty. The ship would sail to San Clemente Island (about 3-hrs steaming time) and train in operating area HOW-5 then return to San Francisco. On one of these trips the FOOTE received an urgent radio message directing her to go to the assistance of a crashed aircraft. We arrived at the scene with blimp and aircraft circling over the spot of the crash. An empty rubber life raft was recovered and the whaleboat was launched and the body of the pilot still attached to the rigging of his parachute was brought aboard. The pilot’s life jacket was badly torn and practically all his clothing had been ripped off - he had apparently died before he hit the water.

The FOOTE sailed from Wilson Cove, San Clemente to San Francisco on 18 October and tied up at Pier 25 for needed repairs. The ship began taking on a full load of stores and moved out to an ammunition barge for a full compliment of ammunition and depth charges. Then it was over to the oil dock to top off the fuel tanks. All members of the crew on temporary duty at PreComTraCen on Treasure Island began returning to the ship. It looks like the coveted stateside duty is about to come to an end. It was good duty, but I wouldn’t say it wasn’t a bit hazardous at times, especially for those in the crew that frequented George’s Place on the Pike at Long Beach or the Silver Dollar in Los Angeles and don’t forget Market Street and the Embarcadero in San Francisco Those boat rides (late at night) back to the ship when she was hanging on the hook in the bay was something special..

In accordance with ComDesPac the USS BRADFORD DD-545 has been assigned to relieve the FOOTE as Training Ship and the FOOTE received routing instructions from Commander Western Sea Frontier with orders to report to ComDesPac , Pearl Harbor, T.H. The FOOTE is assigned as a unit of Destroyer Squadron Twenty-Three (DesRon-23), Destroyer Division Forty-Six, (DesDiv-46), Commander Task Force Fourteen, (CTF-14) normally part of the Fifth Fleet.

All the training duty has the FOOTE crew at the peak of their performance, so it’s back to the "big show". With a great deal of sadness the crew takes their last look at the Golden Gate Bridge over the fantail at 1525 on 23 October and the FOOTE sets course 238 Degrees True and makes turns for 16-knots.

(USS FOOTE Deck Log and USS FOOTE War Diary).

Homeward Bound

2006-02-28T17:55:00.000-08:00

The tow was moving along at speeds varying from 3 to 6 knots and had just crossed the International Date Line (two Sundays in a row and it was Charlie Zobie’s birthday - two birthdays) when the weather began to deteriorate. The tow got in the tail-end of a typhoon with waves up to 30-40 feet. This bucket of scrap is in no shape to weather much of this kind of seas.

The line to the BOBOLINK parts, followed by the tow line to the GULF STAR. The FOOTE is adrift and wallowing helplessly in heavy seas. There were several attempts to reestablish the tow by BOBOLINK with no luck. Normal approaches to get a line over by the BOBOLINK proved unsuccessful, so the skipper of the BOBOLINK, Ensign Reed, (A mustang), one of the best in the Navy, decided he would have to put the tug in the same trough (between waves) with the FOOTE in order to pass a line. This he did, and one minute they would be looking at the bottom of the FOOTE and the next they would be looking down the stacks. Once in the same trough the two ships began riding together and they were able to get a couple of lines across.

However, the going was too dangerous and Ensign Reed ordered the lines cut with fire axes to free the BOBOLINK before the FOOTE sunk her. The only alternative left was to wait for calmer seas.

The FOOTE rolled around helpless for three days. One of the FOOTE’S resourceful Machinest Mates fashioned a large fishhook to go fishing for sharks. This fishhook and a length of manila line plus a generous portion of good old New Zealand mutton was rigged through a block attached to the forward port boat davit. The baited hook was tossed overboard and almost immediately a large shark grabbed the bait (and the FOOTE had been floundering in these waters for three days). A dozen eager sailors grabbed the line and two-blocked the shark on the davit. One brave sailor with a pair of pliers in hand scurried up the davit determined to extract some teeth from the shark. This whole operation was being observed by the bridge and when the skipper saw this activity he ordered the shark released. Some say the shark was 12-feet long (it has grown over the past 62-years) and in retrospect it should have been shot, hauled aboard and butchered for steaks. The going price for shark steaks is around $6/lb. in today’s market. I’m sure the crew would have preferred shark to the mutton that Chief Commissary Stewart Frank Collins was serving the crew that day. Of course, Chief Collins had no choice because that was about all the meat on board.

After 62-years can anyone remember the Machinest Mate who made the fishhook? Who was the brave sailor who was going to do the dental work on the Great White Shark? Is there a picture out there somewhere that can settle once and for all, the size of the shark?

After the seas calmed, shortly after dawn on the fourth day, the SS GULF STAR was able to take the FOOTE in tow and make way for Pago Pago, Tituila, American Samoa to await the arrival of new cable. It was another two days before the cable arrived and the tow was able to continue the miserable, monotonous, anxious trip to San Pedro. The progress was slow and the food was bad. The only thing that sustained the crew was the fact that they would get a 30-day leave once the ship was in drydock stateside.

At dawn on 4 March 1944 when the crew was called to morning G.Q. the good old U.S.A. was visible on the horizon. Lieutenant I. E. Elrode, harbor pilot, came aboard at 0743 and took the conn. The FOOTE cast off the SS GULF STAR tow cable at 0857. Yard Tug #239 assisted the BOBOLINK in bringing the FOOTE along starboard side to Pier #2, in Berth 22, Terminal Island, San Pedro and she tied up with standard mooring lines. The time was 1016. THE FOOTE WAS HOME.

After giving docking assistance to the FOOTE, the BOBOLINK gave a farewell salute with her whistle after the 43-day and approximately 8,000-mile saga and headed for Long Beach for overhaul and refitting.

(USS FOOTE War Diary and USS FOOTE Deck Logs.)

PURVIS BAY TO ESPIRITU SANTOS

2006-02-16T11:38:00.000-08:00

At 0541 on 23 November the Captain of the USS BOBOLINK ATO-131, Ensign F. G. Reed, USN, came aboard the FOOTE as pilot and took the conn. The BOBOLINK was alongside to port - FOOTE’S anchor was aweigh at 0554 and the ship was underway in accordance with ComThirdFlt Order 210519 using various courses to clear the harbor. At 0610 the FOOTE passed through the anti-submarine net and set course 224-degrees True for 20-minutes and then changed course to 190-degrees True. The Port Bungana Light was abeam to port. The USS ADROIT AM-82 and the USS DARING AM-87 (173-ft. steel-hull diesel-electric Minesweepers) joined the tow as anti- submarine screen.

As the group was organized, it was joined by APC 26, 31 and 32 (wooden-hulled 103-ft. diesel-powered coastal transports) and the USS SELFRIDGE DD-357 (A Porter Class Destroyer with the bow missing back to the bridge). The Captain of the BOBOLINK left the ship at 0645 and the BOBOLINK cast off and commenced making fast a tow line - 30 fathoms (6-ft.=1 fathom) of FOOTE anchor chain veered out. BOBOLINK took up slack and began the tow at 0723 on course 190-degrees True. SELFREDGE took position 1,000-yards astern with the ADROIT and DARING as anti-submarine patrol around the tow.

The forward speed was 6-knots. Winds and seas were almost dead ahead, but the ship towed very badly - yawing as much as 70-degrees each side of the base course. An effort was made to correct this condition by securing APC-32 to the port quarter of the FOOTE to aid in control and steerage. Changed course to 130-degrees True. Yaw was reduced to 15 to 25-degrees each side of the tow course. Lengthening the tow increased the yawing - shortening the tow line increased the cable snap at the tug’s stern. With the APC-32 secured firmly to the undamaged portion of the port quarter and using her engines and rudder to keep the nest pointed fair for the BOBOLINK, the FOOTE’S bow did not move off course more than 6-degrees. Forward speed was gradually increased to eight knots with this arrangement. At 1615 winds increased to about force one. The ship began to roll and pitch slightly - the motion of the alongside APC increased to a point where damage was possible. A decision was made to use the APC-31 as a sea-anchor by taking her in tow. This arrangement kept the ships within 15-degrees of the base course. The speed was reduced to 7-knots and later to 6-knots as seas increased to slightly more than force one.

On the 8-12 watch the FOOTE received a message from the SELFRIDGE stating she had developed a slight leak in her forward tanks, but could control it without any problem. Shortly after noon the APC-32 ceased to aid in steerage and acted purely as drag. The tow steadied with this drogue effect. Speed of advance is 6.5-knots. Boiler No. 2 is on the line for auxiliary purposes. Base course remains 130-degrees True

On Saturday 27th at 0002 the base course was changed to 177-degrees True. At 0730 the DARING, ADROIT, SELFRIDGE, APC 32, 31 and 26 left the convoy and proceeded to port in accordance with previous instructions. The tow changed course to 270-degrees in preparation to enter the channel at Espiritu Santos. The USS PAWNEE AFT-74 (Fleet Tug) came alongside to port at 0843 and made fast her lines and the FOOTE cast off her tow to BOBOLINK. This would not be the FOOTE’S last encounter with the BOBOLINK.

Using various courses and speeds to approach the harbor the SHAWNEE/FOOTE passes through the anti-submarine nets at 1010. The SHAWNEE moored the FOOTE starboard side to the USS EATON DD-510 in nest with the Destroyer Tender USS DIXIE AD-14 in Berth #25, Segond Channel, Espiritu Santos, New Hebrides. The FOOTE secured from Condition II Mike and set the port readiness watch. SOPA (Senior Officer Present Afloat) is ComSeronSoPac (SubCom) in DIXIE.

The FOOTE has received ComInCh Order 232040 designating .the Navy Yard, Terminal Island, San Pedro, California as the ultimate repair yard stateside. There is no definite schedule for planned repairs in Espiritu Santo. Both drydocks in port are occupied with the first one available about December 5th. Meantime, authorization was received to continue cutting away damaged portions aft of frame 182. The No. 3 Boiler is on line for auxiliary purposes.

The USS PATTERSON DD-392 was undocked by ARD-5 (Floating Drydock) at 0723 on December 2nd and the USS CARLSON DE-9 was drydocked at 1053. ComSeronSoPa informed the FOOTE that drydocking availability has been delayed until December 7th to permit propeller shaft strut repairs to be made to the USS PARKS and change a propeller on the USS HUDSON.

Captain Ramsay received approval for three days leave plus travel time from ComSoPac to visit Sidney, Australia. The Captain left the ship at 0140 on December 4th - air travel was authorized. In the Captain’s absence Lt. Commander M. S. Schmidling, USN, is acting Commanding Officer of the FOOTE.

The FOOTE was informed early on December 7th that Drydock ARD-5 would be ready to receive the ship at 1500. At 1430 the FOOTE cleared the nest with Yard Tugs YT-204 and YT-153 secured on port and starboard sides respectively - the remainder of the nest breasted in. Proceeded to ARD-5 and at 1520 the FOOTE headed fair for the drydock entry and received lines from the drydock. The ship bow crossed the sill at 1524 being towed by power winches. Both Yard Tugs cast off at 1530. The ship was secured in the drydock at 1535. Commenced pumping the drydock at 1600 and the ship rested on keel-blocks forward of Frame 155. There was considerable oil that was trapped in the upper portion of the ruptured fuel oil tanks and powder magazines that flowed out into the dock. At 1800 the drydock was completely water free. It was necessary to hose the dock down to get rid of the fuel oil. Inspection of the ship indicated conditions to be essentially the same as in the official report of battle damage submitted earlier.

On Wednesday morning December 8th workers commenced taking ammunition from #3 Magazine and transferring it to a Lighter. The total transferred was 263 rounds of 5”/38 flashless, 413 rounds of smokeless and 215 empty 5”/38 powder tanks to NAD (Naval Ammunition Depot), Espiritu Santos for further disposition. Captain Ramsay returned aboard from leave at 1800.

The FOOTE remained in ARD-5 (Floating Drydock) for the next 24 days undergoing battle damage repairs in preparation for the voyage back to Terminal Island, San Pedro, California. On December 10th is was necessary to secure the No. 3 Boiler used for auxiliary purposes due to a shortage of feed water. Life for the crew during this period was difficult at best. Most of the crew was sleeping on the deck - mosquitoes and insects were horrible and there were “water hours” because the ship was receiving electric power, compressed air and flushing water from the ARD-5 and potable water from a barge secured to the port side of ARD-5. And, of course, every morning there was the repetition of quarters for muster, reports from all departments, daily inspection of forward magazines and smokeless powder samples and the long daily drudgery of work details.

Finally, the work by the drydock was completed and on 1 January 1944 (New Year’s Day) the dock was flooded and the FOOTE undocked at 0700. Two Yard Tugs moved the ship to Berth #25, Segond Channel where the FOOTE moored to a buoy with 5 fathoms of chain through the bullnose. The crew continues to attend to things necessary prior to crossing the Pacific (Approx. 8,000-miles) under tow. The marine experts have decided to make the FOOTE more stable, she needs some additional strategically placed ballast, so on January 6th 19-tons of magnesium ingots were brought aboard from the Navy Supply Depot as cargo and ballast.

On 21 January all preparations were complete and a tow was available (S.S. GULF STAR, a tanker owned by Gulf Oil Co. built in 1919). The BOBOLINK ATO-131 was in port undergoing general maintenance and was told to complete their repairs in 48-hours because they would accompany the FOOTE back to the states. All hands turned to and 48-hours later they were ready to get underway. The BOBOLINK had been in the Pacific about a year before the attack on Pearl Harbor and those crew members who were not Asiatic had malaria. They were ready to go stateside. At 0740 the FOOTE received 2,148 gallons of fuel oil from YO-20. Then, at 0930 all preparations were completed for going to sea and the special sea detail was set. Yard Tug-463 made fast to the starboard quarter and Ensign Davis, Commanding Officer of the tug, boarded the FOOTE and took the conn. At 1040 the S.S. GULF STAR got underway and stood out to sea. The FOOTE got underway at 1050 in accordance with ComThirdFlt Order 170515 as modified by Order 200627. Yard Tug-463, assisted by Yard Tug-153 and Yard Tug-204 used various courses and speeds to clear the harbor with the FOOTE. The FOOTE passed through the anti-submarine net at 1118 and the BOBOLINK took the place of Yard Tug-463, 153 and 204 and the three Yard Tugs cast off and stood by. At 1215 the tow passed through Bogacio-Tutuba Island Passage. The speed was slowed to receive a tow line from the S.S. GULF STAR. The towing cable was secured to FOOTE’S anchor chain and the chain veered to 30 fathoms. GULF STAR veered their tow cable to 200 fathoms and proceeded at a very slow speed. At 1330 the BOBOLINK cast off from the port quarter and fell astern in tow (for drogue effect) with 100 fathoms of towing cable. The pilot and three Yard Tugs bade the FOOTE farewell with a blast of their whistles, did a 180-degree turn, and headed back to port. This pitiful towing convoy set course 142-degrees True with speed of 6-knots. The “Homeward Bound Pennant” was streaming from the yardarm and the crew’s moral had taken a turn for the better - they were going home..
(USS FOOTE War Diary & USS FOOTE Deck Logs.)

What a Difference a Second Makes

2006-02-09T06:16:00.000-08:00

On the night of 2 November 1943 when the FOOTE was torpedoed at the Battle of Empress Augusta Bay she lost 19 crew members and approximately 55-feet of her stern. For this damage to occur it is estimated that the torpedo impacted 26.5-feet aft of the 5-inch gun mount No. 5.

The ship was steaming at 31-knots (52.4 feet per second).

If we use the point of impact as a fixed reference and arrive at that point one second sooner (52.4-feet) the torpedo would have passed about 24-feet astern - missing the ship altogether.

On the other hand “what if “ the ship had arrived at the reference point two and one-half seconds later (131-feet) then the torpedo would have impacted amidship - causing greater loss of life and in all probability, sunk the FOOTE instantly.

What a difference a second can make in an individual’s life.
(This scenario was suggested by Charlie Zobie, Chief Radioman on the FOOTE, about 10-days before his unexpected death on 12-12-91.)

Battle of Empress Augusta Bay Part III

2006-01-31T06:20:00.000-08:00

At dawn when the two FOOTE Torpedomen, Jim Delaney and Hayden Sensenig, left their Battle Station in the “blast shield” on the No. 2 Torpedo Mount they noticed the ship’s flag down on the Torpedo Tubes and realized there was a body wrapped in it. On investigation they discovered the body of Harvard S. Mix, Radar Technician 2/c. Mix had been blown from his Battle Station on the fantail over 5-inch Gun #5, #4 and #3 (approx. 160-ft.) and landed on the flagstaff on the No. 2 stack. The staff bent down leaving him lying on the No. 2 Torpedo Tubes wrapped in the flag. He was put in a standard green fire-resistant mattress cover and placed in the ship’s “reefer” for burial later. Mix was the first and only victim found until the ship reached Purvis Bay, Florida Island, Solomon Islands.

Mix had reported aboard the FOOTE at Purvis Bay on October 23rd - just three days before Task Group 39 sortied for the prelude to the Battle of Empress Augusta Bay. He had been aboard only eight days - hardly anyone knew him, but he may have been the only individual in WW-II to have died in battle literally wrapped in the flag. Too bad those who, 60-years later, choose to burn the flag could not witness that scene at dawn on November 2, 1943.

At 0625 the THATCHER moved in close alongside to starboard and took the FOOTE in tow.

The CHARLES AUSBURNE and CLAXTON commenced patrolling around the ship. The THATCHER towing cable was secured to the FOOTE’S Starboard anchor chain, veered to 20-fathoms and stopped on deck at the two towing pads. Slack was out of the tow-line and the tow was underway at 0638 - forward speed was 4-knots.

At 0750 the Radar screen broke out in a rash of aerial pips. It looked like a blizzard coming down from the Jap fortress at Rabul. Fifteen friendly planes showed up from the “Cactus Air Force” in response to a call for CAP (Combat Air Patrol). At 0800 the enemy aircraft were visible and consisted of an estimated 60-80 aircraft. The attacking group of Japanese aircraft were identified as VALS (Dive Bombers), Bettys (Twin Engine Bombers) and Zeros (Fighters). Several VALS headed for the FOOTE and her escorts and the THATCHR, CLAXTON, AUSBURNE and FOOTE opened fire with their Main Batteries (two forward 5-inch only on the FOOTE) - the FOOTE fired 20-rounds of 5”AA Common - seventeen 5-inch guns discouraged the Japs from pressing their attack and they veered away and joined in the effort against the main body of the Task Force with the four Cruisers about two miles ahead of the FOOTE and her group. The CAP splashed five Japs, but the bulk of the defense fell to the ship’s weary gun crews and they did very well. Of the sixty or so planes that actually attacked the main group perhaps two dozen were shot down (17-confirmed) and the Japs landed only two hits on the Cruiser MONTPLIER with light damage and wounding only one man.

The Battle of Empress Augusta Bay and the aerial epilogue was over. On the sea and in the air the Japs had taken a colossal thrashing.

The USS SIOUX AT-75 (a 1,450-ton, 3,000 H.P. Sea-Going Tug) approached the FOOTE from the starboard beam with orders to take the tow from the THATCHER. At 0903 the tow line was unshackled from the THATCHER and she joined the other patrolling destroyers. The tow line was secured to SIOUX at 0928. The damaged area of the ship was observed very closely as the towing speed was increased to 9-knots. The FOOTE’S head remained parallel to the SIOUX, but the ship stayed about 10-degrees on the port quarter of the tug. This is probably due to the underwater irregularly of the ship’s skin in the damaged area. The ship secured from G.Q. at 0940; set Condition II Mike; material Condition Baker.

Pumping was continued on the flooded compartments with considerable difficulty due to the pump suctions being stopped up with floating bedding and clothing. A screened intake was devised from the expanded metal holders of the Floater Nets. Bedding and clothing that could be reached and pulled out was dumped overboard.

Making good headway. At 1650 the Shortland Island is abeam to port - distance 30-miles. The USS CHARLES AUSBURNE left the FOOTE escort group to rejoin Task Group 39. Passed Mono Island, abeam to port, at 2018 - distance about 5-miles.

After midnight on November 2nd the seas and wind increased. By dawn on the 3rd the seas were about condition two with the wind about 8-knots. There was a definite increase in the ship’s motion so the course was changed to proceed through Blanche Channel in smoother waters. While in the channel, advantage was taken of the placid water conditions to burn away about 75 square feet of the up-turned main deck, including the top-side ventilation motor and duct at frame 195 starboard.

In response to a routine radio signal - usually sent to a ship returning after battle damage - from the base at Purvis Bay in preparation for FOOTE’S arrival was : “ What do you require?” The reply was, “SLEEP”.

At 0359 the FOOTE tow passed Simbo Island to port - distance 5-miles. Boiler No. 1 and No. 2 are on line for auxiliary purposes. Passed Russell Island at 0415 abeam to starboard - distance 8-miles. Made daily inspection of magazines, ready boxes and smokeless powder samples. All aft magazines are flooded - conditions in the forward magazines are normal. Passed Savo Island at 1015 abeam to starboard - distance 3-miles..

Two miles from the entrance to Purvis Bay the towing cable was made slack and disconnected from the SIOUX - they took the cable in. She then came about to the port side of the FOOTE and made lines fast for handling the ship in the harbor. This maneuver took only 17-minutes before FOOTE was underway again. The SIOUX sailors know their business. Passed through the submarine nets at 1355 and tied up starboard side to THATCHER nested with the CONY and WHITNEY in Berth # 20, Purvis Bay, Florida Island. Although there were many doubts in the past two and a half days - FOOTE will live to fight again.

The remains of Harvard S. Mix RT/2c was transferred to the U.S. Naval Base Hospital No. 7 in preparation for burial ashore.

With help of specialist from the Destroyer Tender USS WHITNEY and an all hands effort from the FOOTE crew, the salvage and battle damage repairs reached a feverish pitch. The primary objective was to recover any casualties that remain in the flooded compartments. With additional pumps from the WHITNEY, the methodical process of removing debris, ammunition, powder canisters and savable materials so leaks could be stopped with wooden wedges, where practical, was moving forward on a 24-hour schedule. Compartments were tightened until leakage did not exceed 50-gallons an hour. Only two additional identifiable men were found: Dennis E. Bleasdale F3/c and Aaeon J. Blue Stm2/c. They, like Mix, were removed to U.S. Naval Hospital No.7 at Tulagi to prepare for internment ashore. Lt. Edgar H. Forrest was in charge of the burial detail on the beach.

On November 6th five torpedoes were removed and the barrel from 5-inch gun No. 4 and No. 5 was removed. All unsafe ammunition recovered was thrown over the side and any ammunition that appeared in salvageable condition was turned over to the Naval Advanced Base, Tulagi. Both of the 5-inch gun barrels were used to replace damaged barrels on the Cruiser COLUMBIA.

Divers from the WHITNEY used under-water carbon-arc torches to cut off the starboard shaft - the stern rose six inches. On November 11th the USS ARISTAEUS (Repair Ship - Battle Damage in forward areas) came alongside and cutting off the port shaft was commenced just aft of the port stuffing box. The shaft broke and a shackle on the lifting gear snapped. The shaft was too heavy for the remaining suspension and fell to the bottom of the bay - the stern rose five inches. The ARISTAEUS removed 5-inch Gun Mount #5 for transportation back to the states - the stern rose another six inches.

The compartments were cleaned with diesel oil and all electrical wiring removed in preparation to shore-up bulkheads. On November 14th workers commenced welding bulkhead stiffeners to make the ship seaworthy.

By the middle of November it was obvious no additional casualties would be found, so the Captain scheduled a Memorial Service on board for all hands at 1600 on November 20th. All hands but those on watch attended.

Salvage and repair work continued, but with more consideration for the crew. With the battle damage and flooding of all the aft crew berthing compartments, 189 of the crew had only the clothes they were wearing when the ship was hit - no personal razor, tooth brush or soap. These problems were solved by the Ship Service on the FOOTE or aboard the Destroyer Tender WHITNEY. The matter of not having a bunk didn’t bother those displaced, because it was too hot below for comfortable sleeping, so they just found a favorite spot topside on the deck - using their life jacket for a pillow. With the proximity to land and the ship not underway, the mosquitoes and other unknown insects from the island were in abundance and very bothersome. When a rain squall appeared there was considerable scurrying about for cover, but most everyone already had their foul-weather spot picked out. During a shower there were sleeping bodies on the mess tables, Fire Room and Engine Room grates, Main Battery Director Barbet or the deck in any space where they would not be disturbed.

Salvage and repair continued until November 22nd. All compartments that had been flooded were cleaned and all material removed. The main deck and sides as well as athwartships bulkheads had been stiffened. Preparations were being made for a tow to Espiritu Santos, New Hebrides for further battle damage repairs in drydock before braving the Pacific for the return trip to the United States. The FOOTE departed Purvis Bay on November 23rd towed by the USS BOBOLINK ATO-131 in company with the destroyer SELFRIDGE.

The USS SELFRIDGE DD-357 (a Porter Class Destroyer) had everything blown off forward of the bridge in a running battle with some Jap destroyers. What an odd sight - an old WW-I auxiliary tug towing the FOOTE and a crippled destroyer for an escort. Guess it made sense - the FOOTE still had working Sonor with her bow undamaged and the SELFRIDGE had her depth charge racks and K-guns in case of a submarine contact. At least, that was the Navy’s logic.

(USS FOOTE War Diary, USS FOOTE Deck Log and USS DENVER War Diary) .

Battle of Empress Augusta Bay Part II

2006-01-26T06:59:00.000-08:00

At 0004 on 2 November 1943 the USS FOOTE was steaming with Task Force 39 in special battle formation in accordance with CTF-39 Operations Plan 3-43 on a course of 345-degrees True, west of Bougainville, to intercept a Japanese Task Force of a reported ten to twelve ships. DesDiv-45 (AUSBURNE, DYSON, STANLY & CLAXTON) was in the van at normal distance ahead of the guide, USS MONTPELIER (CTF-39, ComCruDiv-12). CruDiv-12 (MONTPELIER, CLEVELAND, COLUMBIA & DENVER). DesDiv-46 (SPENCE, THATCHER, CONVERSE & FOOTE) was in column astern of the cruisers with the FOOTE the last ship in the column. The Task Force was steaming approximately parallel to and fifty miles from the west coast of Bougainville.

A further report on the enemy forces at 0100 confirmed it consisted of at least ten ships and was on a course of 125-degrees True, speed 25-knots, distance 83-miles. On reciprocal courses, the American and Japanese forces were speeding toward each other at approximately 50-knots (57.6 MPH)

All ships went to General Quarters and set condition Baker. Personnel on Battle Stations checked and rechecked everything. They were ready. The situation chillingly resembled the one preceding the Battle of Savo Island except this time the scout planes provided phenomenally accurate reports and Admiral Tip Merrill had a winning battle plan with the aggressive Commodore Burke and the “Little Beavers”.

Admiral Merrill was acutely aware that his ships constituted the principal Allied Naval surface force in the South Pacific. His plan was to free his two destroyer divisions (eight ships) to carry the fight to the enemy in keeping with Commodore Burke’s philosophy and use his four cruisers to keep the attackers from approaching the beachhead at Cape Torokina. He would never let the Japanese forces get between his forces and Bougainville.

Commodore Burke’s estimate, based on the latest scout plane report, that they would pick the Japanese task Force up on radar about 0230 proved to be impressively accurate. At 0229 MONTPELIER reported SG Radar contact on a group of unidentified targets bearing 026-degrees True, distance 32,000-yards. The battle was about to begin.

The night was clear and dark with no moon after 2130. The sea was almost calm with swells from the southeast. The wind was force one from the east-southeast. The sky was about 50% obscured with high broken cirro cumulus clouds.

Admiral Merrill ordered a change of course to due north - placing his cruisers as a barrier across the approach to Torokina beachhead. This was the opening move in the Battle of Empress Augusta Bay. Once action was joined, he intended to elbow the enemy westward, thereby gaining sea room which would enable him to fight a long range gun battle with the least danger from the very effective Japanese Long Lance Torpedoes.

Commodore Burke intently watched his radar scope and the moment enemy ships showed on it, as previously agreed, without waiting for orders, he led the four destroyers of DesDiv-45 out of line and headed for the Japs. He announced on the TBS (Transmission Between Ships): “Contact bearing 290-degrees True, 30,000-yards. I’m headed in”. The time was 0231.

CTF-39 gave an order to “Execute to follow - turn 18 “, and then to ComDesDiv-46 from CTF-39, “Execute your counter march”. The FOOTE interpreted this to mean the “Turn-18” given at 0235 and proceeded to come right to course 180-degrees True. The remaining three ships of DesDiv-46 executed change to course 180-degrees True by column movement. At 0237 the FOOTE bridge realized they were out of proper station and commenced turning left at maximum speed in order to take station astern of CONVERSE. This necessitated crossing the bow of the cruisers and was prolonged by their turn to the right.

At 0245 DesDiv-45 had approached to within 5,600-yards of the northernmost of three units of the Japanese Task Force. This unit consisted of the cruiser SENDIA and three destroyers. Burke ordered “Execute” and the four destroyers of DesDiv-45 turned and launched five torpedoes each. With twenty torpedoes in the water Burke reported, “My guppies are swimming” and DesDiv-45 opened the range with a turn to starboard.

DesDiv-46 changed course again by turn movement to 165-degrees True at 0250. After the FOOTE had passed clear ahead of the cruisers to regain station - the cruisers opened fire, over the FOOTE, at the Japanese ships after receiving Burke’s message that he had launched his torpedoes.

According to plan, the U.S. cruisers and any destroyer in favorable position was to open fire as the torpedoes from DesDiv-45 exploded against the enemy ships, but none of the torpedoes hit their targets. A Japanese reconnaissance plane had dropped a flare over the U.S. cruisers - Japanese cruiser SENDIA and her destroyers saw them, fired torpedoes at them, changed course (causing DesDiv-45’s torpedoes to miss) and flashed a warning to the remainder of her Task Force. All three Japanese columns turned south to form a single line of battle. It was at this point that Admiral Merrill’s cruisers commenced firing on the enemy with all forty eight guns of the U.S. cruiser’s main batteries. Two of the Japanese destroyers collided trying to evade the concentration of salvos from the U.S. cruisers, sustaining serious damage. The SENDIA was hit, began to burn and fell out of their battle line with a jammed rudder. Steaming in a daze, the Japanese heavy cruiser MYOKO slammed into one of her destroyers ripping off part of her bow.

At 0257 the FOOTE put her rudder hard left in order to come to course of DesDiv-46 and be on station. At 0300 DesDiv-46 changed course by turn movement to 225-degrees True to stay clear of the cruiser’s gun fire. The FOOTE began to steady on this course off the starboard quarter of the CONVERSE - the distance was approximately 300-yards. FOOTE made radar contact on an enemy target bearing 275-degrees True at 0300.30. At 0301 a Japanese torpedo exploded under the stern of FOOTE. It came down the starboard side at a sharp angle and probably hit the lower hull or propeller shaft. The ship was making 31-knots when the torpedo hit and immediately went dead in the water.

The torpedo that hit the FOOTE had been fired by the Japanese northern group (SENDIA and her destroyers) at the U.S. cruisers. About this time the SPENCE was swinging right to give the cruiser column a clear line of fire and sideswiped the THATCHER. That 30-knot brush sent sparks and sweat beads flying and removed a wide swath of paint, but both destroyers continued to travel at high speed. At 0320 a Jap shell punctured SPENCE’S hull at the waterline, but did not explode. SPENCE continued in the fray.

On the FOOTE all radio and detection equipment was out of commission - both Engine Rooms reported “Stopped”. The ship settled with the main deck awash aft with a 5-degree port list. Investigation indicated that the entire stern from frame 185 was blown off (approx. 55-feet) and 5-inch gun mount No. 5 was jammed in train. All 600-lb. depth charge racks, three 20-MM anti-aircraft guns and chemical smoke screen generators were gone.

At 0306 the captain attempted to turn over the engines, but stopped because of the tearing and pounding noise aft.

Admiral Merrill was demonstrating superb skill in maintaining his cruisers in flawless formation while repeatedly reversing course and changing speed so as to retain his blocking position for the beachhead at Cape Torokina while presenting the Japanese gunners with constantly changing problems of range and deflection. Through over thirty minutes of maneuvers and speed changes he always managed to be somewhere else when the enemy shells or torpedoes arrived.

After the FOOTE was hit and lying dead in the water between the Japanese and U.S. cruisers a snooper appeared overhead and dropped red and white parachute flares. These flares reflecting off the low clouds, combined with star-shells, turned the night into an eerie twilight and deprived the U.S. forces of some of their radar advantage. Surprisingly, no enemy salvos fell closer than about 200-yards of the FOOTE. At 0310 FOOTE’S radio and radars were back in service and the torpedo hit was reported by TBS and a request made for all friendly ships to stay clear. Despite this warning a DesDiv-46 destroyer moved in and laid a smoke screen around the ship and sped off to join the melee.

Because of the shock of the torpedo explosion, search and fire-control radar required considerable tuning to obtain results sufficient to track and plot U.S and enemy forces.

At 0340 the smoke began to drift clear. The Damage Control parties were busy trying to lighten the ship aft. Each depth charge remaining on the ship was thrown overboard after the pistol or booster was removed to insure it would not explode under the ship. Depth charge arbors and empty acetylene and oxygen cylinders went over the side. All full cylinders were moved to the bow and lashed down for possible future use. It was decided that the torpedoes would remain in their tubes in the event an enemy ship approached within range.

Damage Control parties were trying to pump flooded compartments with portable submersible pumps. Odor of fuel oil was extremely strong. Enemy forces were out of sight when the smoke cleared and the U.S. cruisers were at 225-degrees True, distance 4-miles, still firing and moving west. Pumping failed to reduce water levels in all compartments aft of frame 172. Leaking through the shaft alleys into the after Engine Room is being controlled with fire and bilge pumps. The Machine Shop and “Guinea Pullman” are intact.

An unidentified plane made a run on the ship at 0417, bearing 218-degrees True - very low - apparently making a torpedo run. The FOOTE opened fire at 3,600-yards with all 5-inch guns but No. 5. Fire from No. 4 gun was ceased after four rounds because of the violent vibration it caused in the vicinity of the damaged area. The plane turned away at approximately 1-mile and FOOTE ceased firing when the range was 6,500-yards and still opening. The FOOTE had expended 22 rounds of A.A. Common with no apparent damage to the attacking plane. At 0419 contact was lost with all enemy and friendly surface forces. Ceased pumping compartments C-201-L and C-202-E. C-202-E was dry and C-201-L had about 6-nches of oil in it.

Jettisoned the port K-guns, depth charge roller loaders and 5-inch practice loading machine less rammer and rammer motor plus pump which was moved to the foc’s’le and lashed down. The ready ammunition from the No. 4 handling room was moved forward. Heavy tools and steel bar stock was moved from the general work areas and placed on the foc’s’le on the starboard side. The over-side torpedo handling crane was jettisoned. The after Engine Room bulkhead was as far aft as could be reached and it was shored securely with concentration in the vicinity of the shafts. With all efforts to lighten the ship aft, the port list was reduced from 5-degrees to about 3-degrees and the damaged stern raised approximately three inches above sea level as a result of the weight removal and the pumping of compartment C-201-L and C-202-E. Draft at the bow is 6-feet. By 0525 there was a great deal of confidence that the ship could be saved.

Dawn was breaking and at 0526 radar contact was regained with the returning U.S. cruisers and destroyers - the battle was over - now to get the ship back to Purvis Bay, Florida Island, Solomon Islands. Muster on station - there were nineteen dead or missing and sixteen injured. The Japs had taken a colossal beating - one cruiser and one destroyer sunk, two destroyers badly damaged, one heavy cruiser severely damaged by collision and one enemy heavy cruiser severely damaged by gunfire. The surviving Jap ships were headed for Rabul at best speed.

The FOOTE was the worst casualty in Task Force 39. The SPENCE was holed at the waterline by a projectile that did not explode - bruised, as was the THATCHER, by the 30-knot sideswipe, but both were still battle ready. The DENVER took three 8-inch hits with Japanese armor-piercing projectiles that did not explode - one in the starboard bow and out the port side, one entered the starboard side Paravane Storage and passed out the port side about 18-inches above the water line and one through the forward stack. She remained ready to fight. Looks like the Japs are having a little ammunition problem.

The Task Force must now get ready for the inevitable massive air attack that is expected from the Japanese fortress at Rabul in retaliation for their defeat.
(Continued)

(USS FOOTE War Diary, USS DENVER War Diary, Admiral Arleigh Burke, by E. B. Porter, U.S. Destroyer Operations in WW-II & USS SPENCE Narrative of Action)

Battle of Empress Augusta Bay

2006-01-19T18:26:00.000-08:00

On 24 October 1943, Commodore Arleigh A. Burke, ComDesRon-23, was summoned by Admiral Halsey to a meeting with the major participating Commanders in the up-coming invasion of Bougainville. The meeting was held at Camp Crocodile on Guadalcanal, across Iron Bottom Sound from Purvis Bay at Florida Island where Task Force 39 would assemble.

Rear Admiral Ray Thurber handled the actual briefing. He told the assembled officers that various scattered preliminary landing, bombings and bombardments was planned to perplex and it was hoped, disperse the Japs. The Third Amphibious Force, covered by Task Force 39, would land 14,000 U.S. Marines near Cape Torokina on Empress Augusta Bay - halfway up the west coast of Bougainville.

This would be a daring, but logical operation. It would be daring because it by-passed the Treasury and Shortland Islands. It would be logical because Cape Torokina was lightly defended and was located midway between the Jap airfields at the northern and southern ends of the island.

The idea was - instead of fighting through the jungle to capture an enemy airfield - the Americans would build their own airstrip at Empress Augusta Bay and let the Japs fight through the jungle to do the capturing - like at Guadalcanal.

The following afternoon, 25 October 1943, Admiral Tip Merrill’s Task Force 39 was in Pervis Bay finalizing preparations for the campaign. Commodore Burke scheduled an afternoon meeting of his destroyer commanders to brief them on their role as part of Task Forrce-39. He then set out to inspect each ship of his eight DesRon-23 Destroyers before the meeting..

The Task Force was organized as follows: Van Destroyers (DesDiv-45), Capt. Arleigh A. Burke (ComDesRon-23): CHARLES F. AUSBURNE (Flag), DYSON, STANLY & CLAXTON.
Main Body (CruDiv-12), Rear Adm. Tip Merrill (CTF-39): MONTPELIER (Flag), CLEVELAND, DENVER & COLUMBIA.
Rear Destroyers (DesDiv-46), Commander Bernard L. Austin: SPENCE (Flag), THATCHER, CONVERSE & FOOTE.

It was while inspecting the CLAXTON that Commodore Burke first saw the "Little Beaver" painted on one of their Torpedo Tubes.

At the end of the afternoon meeting, in which Burke explained to his Commanders their rather awesome duties of the next few days and nights, he asked for suggestions for a distinguishing emblem for the entire squadron. When nothing was forthcoming, he offered the "Little Beaver" he had seen on the CLAXTON - the proposal was unanimously accepted - so, the "Little Beaver" squadron was born.

The following morning, 26 October 1943, Task Group 39.3, comprising Cruisers CLEVELAND and DENVER accompanied by AUSBURNE, SPENCE, CLAXTON & FOOTE sortied from Pervis Bay and steamed up through the Slot. This force was followed at some distance by eight troop carrying APDs, escorted by three destroyers. They were joined by four additional transports along the way.

Task Group 39.3 had orders to support the landing on Treasury Island and stand off to the west in a covering position to intercept any enemy surface forces sent to interfere with the operation. The landing of 6,000 New Zealanders was scheduled for 0600 on 27 October 1943. At 2300 we went to G.Q. and set material condition AFIRM. Task Group 39.3 is steaming in Night Battle Formation - speed 25-knots. Our position is astern of SPENCE as rear force screen. At 0150, radar picked up a Bogie - distance 22-miles.

It was a single aircraft that closed, but not threatening enough for the Task Force to open fire. The Bogie continued to snoop around dropping an occasional flare. At 0300 he dropped a flare in AUSBURNE’s wake. The Task Group maintained the planned patrol maneuvers and the Bogie got a bit bolder by dropping a bright float light on our port beam about 6-miles away; then, dropped a second float light about 2-miles away. The Bogie dropped two bombs between the SPENCE and the FOOTE - one was bearing 285-degrees and one 250-degrees. The idea is to keep the Bogie occupied so he will not bother the troop ships. He dropped four more flares at 0412 - closest, about one mile - too close. We opened fire with the 5-inch at range of 1,800-yards - the Bogie reversed course and headed away a best speed. We expended 30 rounds of 5-inch AA Common under radar control. As dawn began to break we could see Task Force 31 with the landing forces bombarding Treasury Island - the time was 0555.

By 0903 the beach was secured, ships were unloading and the beach area resistance was eliminated. All 6,000 New Zealanders were ashore taking care of business. At 1005 Task Group 39.3 begin retiring southeast toward Purvis Bay, Florida Island. We used various courses and speeds to conform to the channel as we entered Purvis Bay harbor at 1817. We tied up starboard side to SPENCE, in nest with CLAXTON, AUSBURNE and YO-169 in Berth #13. At 1850 we began taking on fuel. There had been no challenge by the Jap Surface forces - so, in reality, the operation had been a "cakewalk" for us - only casualty was no sleep for thirty seven hours.

As a diversion for the ongoing Treasuries operation and for the forthcoming Torokina invasion, 725 U.S. Marines landed on Choiseul Island, where they were to create confusion for about a week before withdrawing.

On 30 October we moved to Berth #20 and anchored in 22-fathoms of water putting out 90-fathoms of chain on the starboard anchor. We received, by barge, 50-rounds of 5-inch ammunition and 50-canisters of flashless powder. At 1354 a barge came alongside and topped-off our fuel tanks.

Late afternoon of the 30th all unit Commanders and ship’s Captains of Task Force 39 met in conference in USS MONTPELIER to receive a briefing on plans and details of the Buka Island and Shortland Island bombardments. The Task Force is to get underway at 0230 on 31 October. Due to the congestion in the harbor it was decided that some of the destroyers would get underway a bit early - the FOOTE weighed anchor at 0138 - SPENCE at 0145. CTF-39 Operations Plan 3-43 was underway. We passed through the anti-submarine net at 0221 - put out running lights and speed lights.

Task Force 39, as a whole, including eight "Little Beavers" destroyers and Admiral Tip Merrill’s four light cruisers shaped course for Bougianville. STANLY assumed station as picket 15,000-yards ahead of the force. Speed of advance is 15-knots.

As the Task Force moved north through the Solomon Sea - all ships were at General Quarters. We picked up two groups of Bogies at 2023, distance 16-miles - they appeared to parallel our course and gave no indication at anytime they had seen us. We lost power in the after engine room due to contaminated fuel and fell out of position by 12,000-yards. The problem was cleared and we were back on station at 2331.

The plan called for us to be in firing position to bombard Buka airfield at mid-night 31 October. At 2345 we passed Bonis Island abeam to starboard - distance 7-miles. The night was clear and dark with about 50% clouds, especially over the islands. The moon is three days past new and will set at 2126. There is a slight sea with swells from the southeast - wind force is two from the south.

Bogies were on the radar screen in considerable number at various bearings and altitudes - most appear to be operating from Buka. The Task Force was in bombardment formation and increased speed to 32-knots to arrive at scheduled firing position on time. The FOOTE and STANLY were to keep a careful check of the area to the north and west to detect, and if possible prevent, any interference with the bombardment.

As planned the flagship (MONTPLIER) was on the firing leg at 0002, 1 November. At 0020 all the cruisers began firing at the Buka airfield and shortly thereafter the glow of fires and explosions could be seen beyond the hills that intervened.

The Japs began to fire straight up apparently thinking they were being bombed from the air. It sure was a great pyrotechnic show - like July 4th fire-works display. Then, a shore battery commenced firing at the bombarding ships at 0028, but appeared to be at least 1,000-yards short. CONVERSE begin firing at 0032 and we followed in their wake. Two flares were dropped to the southwest, illuminating the rear of the bombardment column. The FOOTE visually picked up one two-engine single tail bomber and immediately took it under fire. The Bogie turned left and went out to the west apparently not damaged. At 0100 the Task Force came to retirement course and increased speed, in steps, to 34-knots. CONVERSE commenced firing at a Bogie that dropped four flares at 0122 and the FOOTE begin firing at the same plane at 0123. Again the plane was driven off to the west with no apparent damage.

At 0205 the Task Force course to the Shortland Islands was set and the 125-mile run to the southern end of Bougainville was underway. The trip was comparatively quiet except for distant Bogies and contact with our transports to the east of us.

The Japs were ready to greet TF-39 - they had the word we were coming. At 0527 we sounded General Quarters and changed course to get on the desired firing line. Shore batteries on the south side of Margusaia Island opened fire on the ships ahead and all ships concentrated on the shore batteries until 0628 when the Commander of the Task Force ordered the scheduled bombardment to be put into effect. FOOTE had a shore battery under fire and continued to fire on it until 0631. The FOOTE had been assigned the Korovo District for bombardment. Other ships were firing in this area and the huge clouds of dust, debris and smoke made it impossible to see where the salvos were landing. At 0640 we checked fire and spotted off the target area to find our own salvos and then resumed fire in the area. A shore battery on the north end of Alu Island bracketed the FOOTE about 150-yards on each beam. A straddle - that will get your attention. The range was extreme limit for our 5-inch guns, but we fired two salvos (10-rounds) in return and changed course and speed to take anti-submarine screening station as the Task Force began to retire. We must have gotten a lucky hit - the shore battery ceased firing - last shot by the shore battery was on in deflection, but 400-yards astern. At 0706 we were on retirement course making 25-knots and at 0717 began maneuvering to form Cruising Disposition Two. The Task Force began zig-zagging in accordance with Plan No. 6 at 0761 and all ships secured from General Quarters.

The FOOTE had expended 576 rounds of 5-inch projectiles with base fuzes and smokeless powder cartridges. In this phase of the operation we had no casualties to personnel or material.
The aircraft carriers SARATOGA and PRINCETON prepared to send their bombers in to complete the paralysis of the Buka and Bonia airfields if necessary. While local Japanese air support was neutralized and Japanese attention drawn first to one area and then another, Admiral Wilkinson’s Third Amphibious Force entered Empress Augusta Bay at dawn on 1 November and began landing U.S. Marines at Cape Torokina. Approximately 300 Japs put up a determined resistance at the beachhead that was quickly overcome. AIRSOL (Air Solomon) scattered a Jap air attack from Rabaul and by dark Wilkinson’s amphibians had landed 14,000 Marines and 6,000-tons of supplies.

After bombarding the Shortland Islands, Task Force 39 retired to the vicinity of Vella Lavella to get a little rest and await developments - everyone rested but DesRon-45. This division of four destroyers was dangerously low on fuel, so Burke led them, at high speed, to Kula Gulf for a fill-up from an oiler and then back up toward Bougainville - catching up with Task Force 39 at 2315 on 1 November. By this time Admiral Merrill’s Cruisers and DesDiv-46 were already heading for Empress Augusta Bay to intercept an approaching Japanese Cruiser/Destroyer force that was reported by reconnaissance planes. It was less than three hours until the fateful encounter for the FOOTE. (Continued)

(USS FOOTE War Diary, USS DENVER War Diary & Admiral Arleigh A. Burke, by E. B. Potter, U.S. Destroyer Operations in WW-II & the USS SPENCE Narrative of Action)

CREDIT STATEMENT
The drawings and cartoons used in this blog, signed "Gene", were drawn by shipmate Gene Schnaubelt, Fire Controlman 2/c (Now Deceased) at sea over 60-years ago. Not only a shipmate, but a dear friend who is badly missed. .

Fletcher Class Destroyers

2006-01-05T17:33:00.000-08:00

Fletcher Class Destroyer circa World War II

The Fletcher Class Destroyer was a "man of war" in every sense of the word. From her knife-like bow to her trim stern her lines tell you that she was built for speed. She bristled with guns, torpedoes and depth charges. It is apparent at a glance that this was a ship built for one purpose - ATTACK. It is very apparent that armament rather than armor is accented. The defenses were her speed and maneuverability.

In WW-II the Fletcher Class Destroyer did many things and did them well. She was built to be the most versatile ship in the Navy. Because of her tremendous capabilities the destroyer was necessary in every type of Naval Operation.

First of all, the destroyer is the primary opponent of the submarine. Only a destroyer or destroyer escort has the detection equipment to seek out and actively and accurately pinpoint an enemy submarine. During WW-II only a destroyer and destroyer escort had the weapons in sufficient quantity to attack and sink a submarine.

Secondly, the destroyer was a prime opponent of attacking enemy aircraft. With accurate, long range radar and excellent plotting capabilities, the destroyer can detect approaching hostile aircraft and vector friendly planes to intercept them. And, if they get close - the Fletcher Class Destroyer has three types of guns to actively combat the enemy planes.

Third, the Fletcher Class Destroyer was a prime opponent of enemy surface ships, using their torpedoes and radar controlled 5-inch guns, the destroyer can battle it out against much bigger and heavier ships.

Fourth, the destroyer carries her destructive power to the enemy on shore. Steaming close to the shoreline, destroyers use their 5-inch guns to bombard enemy beaches before our assault forces make an amphibious landing. Their gunfire support pinpoints enemy positions allowing our forces ashore to advance. They stand by for targets of opportunity designated by our personnel ashore.

All fast striking Naval forces were ringed with destroyers for protection. Destroyers operate far ahead of the attack force as pickets to give early warning of approaching enemy aircraft. They also screen the convoys of merchant ships to protect them from submarines, aircraft and surface attack.

Name a Naval operation and you will find that destroyers were there in numbers and in the forefront.

There is an absolute necessity for teamwork in destroyers - it is the way of destroyer life, it sets destroyer men apart from other Navy men. Their existance is a separate way of life - a life of informal rigid discipline necessitated by living in close quarters - a life of depending on each other - a life of constant effort toward perfection - a life of daily coping with the sea in all her moods.

Destroyer men do not have an easy life. But, they would not have it any other way. They have to be rugged to withstand the rigors of the sea and the way it can affect a small ship. They have to be smart - to work the thousand and one pieces of complicated machinery, electronic and gunnery equipment. They have to be well disciplined - for each man must learn to act automatically for if he fails in combat, lives may be lost.

During the long hard years of the Pacific war the Fletcher Class Destroyers became legends written in blood, sweat, glory and sacrifice. Steaming on their own, escorting convoys or serving with the main fleet, they wrote history that defies comprehensive description. Their guns and torpedoes lashed out at capital Japanese ships with telling effect in the many seesaw battles around the Solomons. As the great island taking campaign began, their firepower belched salvo after salvo in fire support missions, often battling enemy shore batteries at point blank range. Frequently, the Fletchers fought hard and long, withdrawing from the firing line only when their ammunition was virtually exhausted.

But, it would be off the bloody shores of Okinawa in the spring of 1945 that the Fletcher Class Destroyer fought their greatest combined battle of the war. Taking Okinawa was considered essential prior to the invasion of Japan proper. This would be a last-ditch campaign for the Japanese. Okinawa was so close to the Japanese homeland that they launched the full fury of their Kamikaze effort against the Navy. Attacking in droves and intent on dying for the Emperor the Kamikaze of the "Devine Wind" sought to break the back of the powerful invasion fleet. For a time it seemed that they may succeed. Day after day and night after night, despite intensive withering anti-aircraft fire that downed over 7,800 Japanese planes, they continues to plunge from the sky in explosive laden aircraft intent only on destroying themselves and their hapless floating targets. More than a thousand ships, large and small, were damaged in this fierce battle that rages on for 82 long days and nights.

No ships felt the vicious sting of this onslaught more than the destroyers on Radar Picket Stations as early warning sentinels. The Navy would lose over 5,000 men, not counting the wounded. A total of 36 ships were lost in this ferocious assault - among them 23 destroyers sunk or so badly damaged they had to be scrapped.

It was this devastating blood bath of lost sailors and the 12,500 soldiers and marines killed on Okinawa that led to the decision to drop the atomic bomb on Heroshima. The U.S. Navy, and especially the destroyer sailors, would long remember the hell of the war’s last bitter battle.

Each destroyer was a floating microcosm of the nation and culture far away. Yet, even in their stifling cramped quarters, crewmen somehow shared the strains of wartime life at sea in a way that would forever bond them as shipmates. They were men at war in a ship of war and each firmly believed their ship was the finest "bucket" in the fleet. When the last call to General Quarters sounded, the men who manned the Fletcher Class Destroyers could well boast of having fought the long road to victory from the Solomons to Tokyo Bay - establishing a record of valor and accomplishment that will never be repeated. As a single class, the Fletchers earned the most battle stars in WW-II - 873 in all.

Now the 175 Fletcher Class Destroyers are history. Fortunately, three have been preserved as museum ships for today’s generations. USS KIDD DD-661, the best restored ship in the historic fleet, can be seen at Baton Rouge, LA, USS CASSIN YOUNG DD-793 at Charlestown Navy Yard, Boston, MA and the USS SULLIVANS DD-537 at Buffalo, NY. They survive as proud reminders of a class of warship that was the backbone of America’s Destroyer Fleet for almost 30-years. The Fletcher Class Destroyers and the proud sailors who manned them deserve to be remembered into eternity.

Keeping The Legacy Alive

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The USS FOOTE DD-511 was one of 175 Fletcher Class Destroyers built in less than a thousand days during WW-II. Her keel was laid down at the Bath Iron Works on April 14, 1942 and she was launched October 11, 1942. She was built in 180-days. In today’s world it would take longer than that to do an environmental impact study to get approval to build. After shakedown, from Casco Bay, Maine in zero weather to the warm waters of the Caribbean, she was placed in commission at the Charlestown Navy Yard on December 22, 1942 and decommissioned on April 18, 1946 and assigned to the reserve fleet. The FOOTE lived 3-years, 3-months and 27-days and traveled over 183,000 miles. I hope to keep the legacy alive by chronicling some of the events during this period.

She was stricken from the Navy records in October 1971 and sold on January 2, 1974 to Southern Scrap Material Co., Ltd. in New Orleans, LA for $139,377.60. Southern Scrap cut her up and sold the scrap metal to Japan to make Honda automobiles. This doesn’t seem to be a fitting end for a gallant fighting ship.

After rigorous training and drills from Maine to Guantanamo Bay, Cuba the FOOTE got her first assignment - to escort a convoy of merchant ships to Casablanca, French Morocco, Africa. But the real test for the ship and crew was to come in the Pacific.

May 1943 saw the FOOTE underway from Norfolk, VA to the south Pacific via the Panama Canal to Neumea, New Caledonia. There she operated in anti-submarine patrols and escort duty until September 1943 when she joined seven other Fletcher Class Destroyers to become Destroyer Squadron-23 (DesRon-23). This was the Squadron that would become known all over the Pacific as the “Little Beavers” under the command of Captain Arleigh “31-Knot” Burke. However, the FOOTE’S participation in the Solomons Campaign was cut short when she received a near fatal blow from a Japanese torpedo hit in the fantail during the Battle of Empress Augusta Bay off Bougainville on the night of November 2, 1943. This is the battle in which Captain Burke’s “Little Beavers” proved that fast destroyers operating in unison on their own could defeat a superior enemy force. The FOOTE lost 55-feet of her stern and 19 good men.

Managing to stay afloat, the FOOTE was towed home and repaired in San Pedro, CA. Completely rebuilt and back in fighting trim, the crew took the FOOTE, once again, to the Pacific to join the assault on the Philippines.

Off Tacloban, Leyte her crew saw the first evidence of Japan’s suicide air attacks - the dreaded “Kamikaze”. The crew was further tested in the first re-supply convoy to Mindoro and the shore bombardments at Lingayen Gulf, Luzon where allied forces landed to retake Manila.

When the “Little Beavers” reassembled and sailed for Okinawa she sailed into what was to be the greatest battle of all. The battle for Okinawa in the Ryuku Chain, at the southern end of Japan, where in their last ditch effort, the Japanese sent their Death Squadrons against the fleet and nearly turned the invasion into a disaster. The 82-day battle for Okinawa was a blood bath for the Navy. In this campaign the fleet suffered one-seventh of their WW-II casualties. The destroyers were especially vulnerable to the “Kamikaze” on their Radar Picket Stations 20 to 45 miles offshore. The FOOTE’S luck held and after several close calls, the day finally came when the Japanese requested surrender terms.

Her duty well done, the USS FOOTE DD-511 raised her anchor for the last time in foreign waters and with Homeward Bound Pennants flying, sailed for home on September 10, 1945.
She entered New York Harbor on October 17, 1945 in Victory Parade with 56 other war ships of the Pacific Fleet. After the Navy Day review by President Truman, the process of making civilians out of these warriors began and they scattered to all corners of the United States - they would change the fabric of society of generations.

This is a cameo history of the USS FOOTE DD-511 and, as time and circumstances permit, I hope to document some interesting and informative events that molded the lives of the crew whose average age was 19.7 years.