Showing posts with label mitchell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mitchell. Show all posts

Monday, February 18, 2013

George Scudder

LOOKING FOR GEORGE SCUDDER WHO SERVED WITH STEPHEN GILBERT 
ON THE MITCH 1961 803 553 9986

Friday, January 4, 2013

A Scott Allen "Mitchell" Memory ........

1/4/2013 - Received this today, what a neat memory of the old, now gone .....   Mitchell    ..... wanted to share it with all ....

Mr. Dooley,
Just wanted to add a note about my father. His name was Don Allen and served aboard the Mitchell during WWII. He came aboard for her maiden (shakedown) cruise just after she was built in 1943. He was assigned to the Brooklyn Navy Yards at the time. He enlisted in the U.S. Coast Guard out of Cleveland, Ohio. The U.S. Navy used Coast Guard crews on many ships at this time.
He attained the rank of 2nd Class Seaman and was the head Storekeeper in the Main Issue Room. He served under her first captain, Henry Coyle and later under Captain Randall(I think). He was aboard her over 100 thousand sea miles and many ports around the world during the war.
His many stories include very seasick troops they were transporting to Africa that made a terrible mess all over the ship. He and two buddies going over the side and swimming ashore while at anchor in Scotland. Being on Shore Patrol duty in Bombay, India (and not liking it one bit). Buying the best hard candy he ever had in New Zealand(Blackpool candy). And lastly, his anguish about telling the story of bringing home wounded and fallen troops from the Burma campaign to San Francisco at the end of the war.
He left the ship in 1946 in San Francisco and was discharged there. He returned to Cleveland, Ohio the same year.
My father passed away January 18, 2006 at the age of 83. I miss him and his stories about the USS BILLY MITCHELL.
Scott Allen

Thursday, July 26, 2012

7/26/2012 UPDATE

Have not heard from any old "salts" for quite a while. I know that thousands were transported on her, and many served on board. Would be nice to hear from some of them.

The WWII bunch is probably thinned out pretty well, some Korea still around and many of the newer passengers are still here.

The old girl is gone, probably shaving with some of her metal on some mornings. Many good memories of the old "Mitch."

Look forward to hearing from some of you ............

Saturday, May 12, 2012

An old Email I received .... a long time ago


I received an email today and it got me to reminiscing. This is an old email, but wanted to share and get this blog some exposure.

I stumbled across you website by accident. 

I served on the Mitchell in the early 50’s, about 1950-1952.  I can give you the name of one of our commanding officers at the time, CAPT J. V. Query.  He was a WWII submariner and a very good skipper.

The Mitchell was one of the first ships to bring reinforcements into Korea after the start of hostilities.  We loaded up at Fort Mason , CA and unloaded in Pusan when the defense perimeter was just miles outside of Pusan .  We later participated in the evacuation at Hungnam after the Chinese bought into the war.  Our first trip out was with much of the 1st Cavalry Division and its ROK attachment, I think we had somewhere around 8,000 troops aboard with the ROKs sleeping on the weather decks.  The second trip was harder, we loaded most of what was left of the Marines who were trapped at Chosen and fought their way back to the port.  We brought LCVP and LCVP of litter cases out and hoisted them aboard.  The Marines came aboard with their weapons locked and loaded and left them behind.  On our passage through the Strait of Moji we were busy dumping GI cans of weapons and ammunition over the fantail.  We spent Christmas Eve that year anchored out in Yokohama Harbor cleaning troop compartments.

I left the Mitch in 1952 to transfer to the USNS General Simon Bolivar Buckner.

Interesting sidelight.  When first assigned to the Mitchell I was assigned to D2 Division where I worked for what must have been one of the very first black BM’s in the Navy, BM2 Vincent Rudolph Bates.  The guy was something else – 6’ or thereabouts, strong as two bulls, one of the best small boat handlers I’ve ever seen and a great leader and motivator.  Raised in strictly segregated Texas it was an eye opener for me but I quickly grew to admire and trust Bates.  When the division went on liberty together anyplace which wouldn’t serve Bates served none of us and we might well leave some wreckage behind when we exited.