From the Dec. 7, 2010, Springfield (Mo) News-Leader.
J.C. Penwll, now 88, was a gunnery mate 3rd-class on the UCC Oklahoma that day. He was inspecting the ship's munitions locker before the attack and still has the key. He saw the first bomb hit the airport and then the Oklahoma was hit. As it was turning over, he swam to the USS Maryland with the other survivors.
He carried that key in his pocket for the rest of the war for good luck. Today, he went to Oklahoma City to give it to the USS Oklahoma Museum. At Pearl Harbor, he lost two teeth and suffered a broken nose. "After the Oklahoma I was never hurt very bad," he said.
He does admit to "getting lost" for about two weeks after the attack with a group of Marines manning a coastal machine gun nest so as not to get sent home with the injured. He was later reassigned to a destroyer and was at Guadalcanal and Midway.
The Good Luck Piece. --GreGen
My Cooter's History Blog has become about 80% World War II anyway, so I figured to start a blog specific to it, especially since we're commemorating its 70th anniversary and we are quickly losing this "Greatest Generation." The quote is taken from Pearl Harbor survivor Frank Curre, who was on the USS Tennessee that day. He died Dec. 7, 2011, seventy years to the day. His photo is below at right.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
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