Mr. Leal's battle station was lookout on the mizzenmast of the USS Tennessee, but he was unable to get to it because of the heat and smoke from the Arizona and Est Virginia which were engulfing his ship. Instead, he did other duties and served as needed.
He spent many hours in the sick bay moistening the gauzed wounds of burn victims.
Later in the war, he served on the oil tanker USS Cuyama as a radio operator and later on the USS Hopewell and was at the U.S. Advance Base Torokina in Bougainville, Papua, New Guinea.
Later he was an aviation machinist with the Air Transport Squadron 13 until honorably discharged from the Navy in April 1948.
--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.
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