4:51 | Wes Ruth was eating breakfast when he saw the planes coming in. He thought they were ours until the bombs started falling. As he drove frantically to his hangar on Ford Island, he saw the USS Arizona hit. The Japanese had made their move. As a photo-recon pilot, he was dispatched as soon as the attacks ended to search for the enemy fleet.
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It was a way to get into the airline industry. Wes Ruth figured that experience as a Navy pilot was the best way. After training, he was assigned to a photographic squadron in San Diego. The year was 1939 and, in 1940, he was transferred to Pearl Harbor.
Wes Ruth piloted one of the first aircraft to take off from Pearl Harbor following the Japanese attacks. He was a member of a photographic squadron, but his task became determining the location of the enemy fleet. For his actions this day, he was awarded the Navy Cross.
Navy pilot Wes Ruth served with a photographic squadron based out of Pearl Harbor until 1944 when he became a transport pilot between the West Coast and Pacific islands. After the war, he enjoyed a number of training and photographic assignments that sent him around the world.
The devastation of the Pearl Harbor attacks could have been mitigated had clear warnings been acted upon. Wes Ruth explains these shortcomings as detailed in the book, "Pearl Harbor Betrayed."
During the Cold War, Navy pilot Wes Ruth flew many photographic and mapping missions, including a memorable one to Central and South America. He then had his first shipboard experience on board a support ship for patrol planes. For a time, this vessel was stationed near China to keep tabs on the activities of the Chinese Communists.
As a Navy pilot, Wes Ruth had a number of assignments related to photo-reconnaissance during the Cold War, including the research and development of Navy technology. He also studied the progress of our Allies in that crucial area. He then took command of a patrol squadron. His last stop before retiring was in Naval Intelligence.
Jim Murphy describes the job of a forward observer during the push on Germany. They had bulky radios and strung a lot of telephone wire, the only two means of communicating with the battery. They also took German fire from mortars and the dreaded 88 mm guns.
LST-340 had been fully repaired and headed for Hawaii with new officer Tom Dill on board. He participated in some landing exercises on Maui in preparation for the Mariana Islands operations. While staging in the Marshall Islands, which had already been secured, a party from the ship went ashore for some recreation and encountered a stray Japanese soldier.
His unit was moving fast at the end of the war and Jim Murphy wound up in Austria. He didn't have nearly enough points for discharge, so he returned to the States to prepare for the invasion of Japan. Then came the news that seemed like a miracle from heaven.
It turned out to only be a rumor, but when Fred Eichenbrenner was told there was a Japanese machine gun nest at the end of the runway, it was the most scared he ever was while he was in India. After a supply run to Burma, he found what he thought was a perfect souvenir. He should have hung on to it.
At first, Jim Murphy was assigned to an infantry unit, but when they found out about his previous artillery training, he was moved to the field artillery. The morale was awful there but he persevered and became a forward observer team member. He was just about ready for the push on Germany.
It was a brand new LST that Tom Dill was on for his second trip from California to the South Pacific. Ships and men were assembling at Guam, waiting for the word to proceed with the invasion of Japan. He was elated when the atomic bomb made that unnecessary. Many men were sent home but he had a little business to attend to in China.
He was taken from college ROTC, sent to basic training, then sent to another college as part of the ASTP program. It seemed the Army just couldn't make up it's mind about what to do with bright students like Jim Murphy. Then it decided. It was off to the war for them.
When Dorothy Managan was a nursing instructor at Fort Lewis, she was surprised one Sunday morning to find MP's milling about the church. There was a very important visitor for that morning's service. When the war ended, she was assigned to tend to returning American POW's. She considered it an honor.
Mechanic and flight engineer Fred Eichenbrenner's most difficult repair was right at the beginning of his deployment. The tail wheel was damaged almost as soon as they picked up the new C-47 and they had to deal with it at every stop between West Palm Beach and India.
When Tom Dill joined the Navy in 1943, the first stop was Northwestern University for three months of midshipman's training. He was next sent to the Small Craft Center in Miami and, finally, to Long Beach to await assignment. He became an officer on an LST, a new type of ship that became a vital part of amphibious warfare.
As the pilot revved up the engines on the C-47, one of them sounded really bad. Flight engineer Fred Eichenbrenner pointed out that the plane could fly just fine on one engine. That was a good aircraft. You needed one to fly over the Hump to China.
Just weeks off the ship, Jim Murphy was in a jeep driving his forward observer team up the Rhone Valley. At Barr in France, his lieutenant was killed. Along with the sergeant on the team, they fulfilled their mission for the rest of the war.
After his LST was grounded and abandoned, Tom Dill was sent to Virginia where he finally got training as an LST officer. This was after serving as one in combat. His next ship was a brand new LST that set out downriver from Pittsburgh to New Orleans. This trip was not without drama.
Jim Murphy was lucky to grow up at the Masonic Home of Georgia, an orphanage near Macon. He was not one of the orphans, rather his father worked there as a printer, running the print shop and teaching the trade. There was a farm for food, a nice thing to have during the Great Depression.
While at the Rhine River, a couple of guys found German machine guns. One of them was smart enough to take the ammunition out of it. The other one nearly made a casualty out of Jesse Oxendine. Then it was on to the Elbe River, where they prepared to take the town of Ludwigslust.
After the German surrender, the Army organized some sports teams to give the men something to do while they waited to go home. Lyle Gittens was a gifted athlete and they assigned him to a baseball team. Too bad. He hated baseball and would much rather play basketball. It didn't matter how well he played, he wasn't welcome in his segregated Army's own canteens.
It was early in 1945 when Dorothy Managan went to Fort Dix to begin her training for the US Army Nurse Corps. She enjoyed trips into New York City to see plays and musicals. The next stop was Fort Lewis, where they decided she was going to be an instructor for the newer recruits.
It was a former luxury liner but the Atlantic crossing was anything but luxurious. Jim Murphy had something in his duffel bag to help fight the boredom and he wound up entertaining the whole ship with it. He was also one of the lucky ones who wasn't seasick.
Everybody wanted a Luger. The Germans were surrendering in droves and throwing their weapons in a big pile. Since the MP's were keeping the GI's away from the pile, Jesse Oxendine and some pals came up with a way to get some pistols.
Flying from a small airfield in the far north of India, the Army Air Corps was supplying Chinese and Indian troops in Burma. Flight engineer Fred Eichenbrenner had a memorable first flight, flying over a battlefield and sweating over a rumored Japanese machine gun nest at the end of the runway.
Jesse Oxendine was sent to a replacement center near the Belgian border. It was in a marvelous old fortress and it was there that he was assigned to a glider infantry unit, part of the 82nd Airborne. He really liked the jump boots but he noticed that nearly every soldier had a Purple Heart.