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Herrington, Kansas. The war came along while I was in college at Baker University. We were
given the choice of joining the reserve program and graduating from college or being
drafted so I decided to join the Navy reserve program. I had already had two years of army
training in 1936 and 37 in the infantry and I guess I have to be
honest, I wasnt too delighted with that. So I joined the Navy reserves in 1942 and
graduated before I went to war in 1943. Altogether, I spent 3 years in active duty and 13
years in the reserves. I started my training at Notre Dame (a lot of the Midwest boys went to Notre Dame) but they had training at colleges all over the United States. The training was tough, physical training. There were exercises every morning to get us in shape, constant marching, and classroom training. They called us "90-day wonders". You see; you start as an apprentice seaman, thats as low as you can get. And if you make the grade there youre moved into mid-shipman training for 90 days. If you make the grade there, youre a "90-day wonder" and youre an officer in the Navy. Not everybody made it. We did more training on Chesapeake Bay. The ships were flat bottomed, you see instead of V-bottomed so they could run right up on the beach and not roll over. Then we could get the infantry men off and then push off and go back out. So there was shallow water in the Chesapeake Bay area that was conducive to good training. The training consisted of "beaching" and learning how to pull your ship back off the beach, and of course we learned about unloading troops. And we also manned anti-aircraft guns. If I were really honest about it, Id say its a good job in a war: you get in and get your troops off and you get out of there. Then we went over to England and did more training. If I had to really describe what it amounted to, it was utter boredom. You do the same thing over and over and over. You drilled for general quarters which means; "the enemys close, so get ready" You had fire drills because if you catch on fire in the ocean youve got to put it out or youre gonna drown. And you had damage control. If you were to have a hole shot in the side of your ship you had to get plates of steel to patch it up so you wouldnt sink. If you got torpedoed in the early part of the war that usually did you in. Youre constantly training in all these things so you know exactly what to do. It has to come to you as second nature because you dont have time to stop and think; "What am I supposed to do?" Heres another thing: the LCIs didnt have radar early on. You get in a storm and you dont see the sun or stars or anything for days on end. You just keep track of where you think you boat should be (its called "dead reckoning") you just "dead reckon" that youre gonna be at that point in 4 days or tomorrow or whatever. And once a day the Commodore flies a flag and the flag says: "Give us your noon position". And every ship then has to tell the Commodore where their noon position is, latitude and longitude. So one time when we were in training we hit a storm right out of Norfolk, Virginia. We were in the storm for 4 or 5 days. And the convoy commodore ran up the flag: "Give us your noon position". So we did, and I was the navigator, so I ran up our noon position on our flag. After the convoy gives their position, then the commodore gives the true position, and we were 500 miles off! My captain said, "Youd better read those books a little closer". Toward the end of the war we were much better navigators. On the way
back from the Azores to Jacksonville we were a group flagship, so we were the convoy
commodore. I was assigned to sea duty aboard a ship in the Atlantic. I was an ensign when I went into the service and when I came out I was a Lt. Commander. The living conditions aboard ship were OK. You always had a bunk to sleep in and you always had toilet facilities, and you always had food. Although, if you got into stormy weather you might not eat a hot meal for days on end. But youd eat everything else, Ill tell you that.
At the time it was thought that LCIs would have little value outside of their use as landing crafts. However, after Normandy, LCIs were converted to rocket ships, equipped with radar and designed to carry anti-aircraft weapons to shoot down kamikazes. Our ship was part of the invasion force for the invasion of Normandy. On the morning of June 6 we went in directly behind the first wave. To be honest with you I felt scared to death. Our ship was bombed in England dozens of nights; we were strafed by the Germans when we started going into the invasion into France and had a constant threat from submarines trying to sink the ships with all the guys on them. I was actually assigned to 2 different ships during the war. The
ships all had numbers. One was a 418 and one was a 420. I began my service on 418.
That was the ship I was on during the Normandy invasion. But I left it to go to England
for an emergency appendectomy. When I got out of the hospital my boat was gone and I was
transferred to another boat the 420.
We had a problem at Normandy. We had to move our ships because the water was too deep. The guys were loaded down with their packs and all and theyd jump off the ships into six feet of water and just go down. They drowned under all the weight of their gear. So we had to find more shallow water. So then we took the troops up close to shore and the soldiers would climb down ladders on the sides of the ship. Sometimes that was a problem, because they get scared and dont want to go. So youve got to force them off. You had to threaten to shoot them but we never had to shoot them. It might seem hard to do. But if you have .50 caliber machine guns shooting at you or German 88s coming off the beach at you everyone is scared to death and wants to get out of there. So that makes it a little easier. Its a sad but true thing: its selfish, its self-preservation. I do have a lot of strong memories. I met a guy in
training at Notre Dame,Joe Schmucker was his name. He was assigned to amphibious forces on
a LCT which was a flat-bottomed barge that that carried tanks into the beaches. Well, Joe
was on a LCT going into Normandy at Utah Beach when a mine blew a big hole in the ship. It
sank the ship and killed all the guys on it. I read about it on the casualty list in Stars
and Stripes. There was also a kid my wife and I went to school with who was killed on
a destroyer in the English Channel. I think if there was one thing Im glad to have accomplished it is to have learned about the folly of war. I still have mixed emotions, but we knew back then of some of the things that Nazi Germany was doing to other human beings. And I have mixed emotions because you have to stop that, and war is the only thing we use to stop that. You can only negotiate if there is trust, and of course we couldnt trust Hitler. We tried to negotiate with Japan and they were two-faced, planning to attack Pearl Harbor at the same time we were negotiating with them. So youve got to fight back to survive. Thats my folly. There has to be a better way.
The Germans developed a wolf pack. What that amounts to is a group
of six to eight submarines. Now each convoy may cover 100 square miles and the Germans
have these submarines all the way around the convoy and theyre waiting for someone
to have trouble. If someone stops theyll throw a torpedo. One of the screening destroyers for our convoy was hit with an acoustic torpedo. We were headed toward the Azores when this destroyer was torpedoed. It was a beautiful day. The ocean was just flat like a mirror and the sun was warm. You know, just a beautiful day. All of a sudden this destroyer was hit with this acoustic torpedo. I think it was probably around 10:00 in the morning. And the convoy immediately started going at flank (thats top speed) to move out of the area and we radioed to Azores. The Azores was owned by Spain and it was independent (they didnt fight on either side) but they allowed the Navy to come in there for fresh water and repairs. We had an air base there and they sent planes our from there to cover the convoy on the way in. Later in the afternoon the commodore, who is the guy who runs the convoy, sent our ship out to find survivors. So we circled back to pick up survivors. We took 65 guys off of the destroyer and 4 of them were wounded. A day or two later we caught up with the convoy and we transferred them to the commodores ship. It was a huge ship, like a steamship which had the facilities to handle whatever was necessary. Our ship had 20 mm anti-aircraft guns, for both defense and offense. The problem was it only had a range of 1500 yards. So, you really had to be pretty close to shoot. Believe it or not, we were concerned about the cost of war. Have you ever heard the expression: "You can have guns or butter, but not both"? That was a famous line. You can eat or you can have guns to shoot the enemy, but not both. So thats what youre faced with. And we would go to certain areas to fire anti-aircraft guns, and then were through. Because I dont know what each one cost, but I imagine the rounds for them probably cost about two bucks apiece. Well you can shoot and shoot a thousand rounds in nothing flat and youve got five or six guns shooting a thousand rounds--thats a lot of money. We were borrowing money from ourselves all the time; war bonds. Thats why everybody bought war bonds to finance the war. I was elated when the war was over. Our ship was being converted to prepare for the invasion of Japan. VJ Day was in August and we had sailing orders for Pearl Harbor. We waited 24 hours, hoping and praying for a cancellation, but we never got it. So we sailed to Pearl Harbor. But the war was over at that point and I was glad, because we were being outfitted for the invasion of Japan. I had gotten married in 1943 and we came back to the states in 1945.
The Navy I should be honest about how I felt about my contribution during the war. I really wasnt too happy. After midshipmens school I was offered a job to teach other guys, but I was gung-ho. I was an enthusiastic, red-blooded American who had a lot of friends in the services. I turned down the teaching job so I could go to war and fight the Germans or the Japs. And a year later, after Normandy, when we came back to the states I ran into a guy who was on a shore duty I said, "Is there any way you can get me a teaching job?". But I couldnt get it. Thats when our outfit was sent to Japan. The hot red blood that flows through your veins cools down when you are a part of the war. I guess thats the only other thing I really want to include: Learn tolerance and acceptance of others so we dont have any more wars, so we negotiate peace. Permission granted for use by Ken Schmutz © 2001
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