James Hamlin went to breakfast and then headed topside afterwards and bought a copy of the Honolulu Advertiser from "Sweatshirt" Clark, the only unofficial "paperboy" when the USS California was in port. He found a shady spot under the big canvas awning, by the No. 1 14-inch gun turret, which was set up for church service. The breeze, however, made it hard to turn the pages so he went below.
At 7:55 a.m. the ships' air raid siren sounded. Said Hamlin, "I thought it was a heck of a time to have an air raid drill. But, it didn't take me long to realize it wasn't a drill.."
The torpedoes shook the ship and dust started falling off overhead and they thought they were being gassed.
--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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