To start with, I enlisted in the Navy on December 7, 1942.
I was 18 years old, I was sent to Great Lakes Naval Training
Station. After completion of my boot training I was sent to New York and
stayed in the Lido Hotel (taken over by the government) and was assigned
to the Daly which was berthed in Staten Island, NY. The Daly was
commissioned 10 March, 1943.
After completion of being fitted out and a shake down cruise, the Daly
the Aleutian Islands via the Panama Canal. She departed San Diego August
and experienced her first taste of action 16 August as part of a Task Unit
which was engaged in the assault and occupation of Kiska, Alaska.
The Daly then departed for the South Pacific, stopping in Hawaii for
repairs to damage suffered from a severe storm we encountered during the
trip. The storm was so intense we all thought that the Daly was going to
After repairs our assignment took us to New Guinea, (January 1944) where
we participated in the invasions of New Guinea and surrounding Islands and
then the invasion of the Philippine Islands.
After the Philippine Islands, we returned to the States to have the Daly
overhauled. Then back to the South Pacific and the invasion of Iwo Jima
(February 1945). From there we proceeded to the Okinawa Gunto Assault and
Occupation (March 1945 until June 1945). When the war ended, we were sent
to Nagasaki, Japan, to help rescue prisoners of war.
While there we received word that if you had the required amount of points
you could be discharged. About half the Daly crew was eligible for
discharge having served aboard her from the day she was commissioned.
I was a WT3C, in charge of a steaming watch in the after fire room. I
should have been a WT2C, but the Chief Engineering Officer told me that
the rates had been frozen and he could not promote me. Thatís one reason
I decided to leave the Daly in Nagasaki, Japan. The Engineer Officer had
asked me if I wanted to stay aboard and get discharged when we got back to
the States, or find transportation the best way I could. I told him I
would take my chances with the rest of the crew that was leaving.
We were informed that a hospital ship was leaving Japan that could take
many of us as passengers, if we could get over there by such and such a
time. This didnít give us much time as we had to pack our sea bags. As we
were about ready to leave the Daly, an officer told us he hated to make
our last moment aboard unpleasant, but
there was going to be bag inspection. I think it was just a delaying
tactic so we wouldnít have time to get to the Hospital Ship before it
departed. As I didnít have any money, I sold my 2 blankets for $5.00. I
couldnít take them with me anyhow.
We finally made it off the Daly and got aboard the hospital ship, I canít
remember the name. The next morning the Captain told us how proud he was
to take us to the States, after all we had been through he was going to
put us in a ward. We would have a nice place to stay. They were going to
stop at Okinawa for a while and take on some patients, and then we would
head straight to the States and in return he would like us to paint his
ship while underway . I donít know how it got started, but word got around
that no one was going to paint.
THAT WAS WHEN MY NIGHTMARE BEGIN...
When we arrived in Okinawa, the Commanding Officer, Captain Steele,
knowing we refused to paint his ship, literally kicked us off the Hospital
ship. Not only did he kick us off, but also it was on the wrong side of
the Island. We had no transportation to get to the other side where the
ships were departing for the USA. Our only choice was to walk or
hitchhike, so two other shipmates and myself hitched a ride with an army
guy in a jeep. You know what they say in the service, they canít make you
do any thing, but they sure can make you wished you had. Well thatís about
what happened to us. If only we had only painted the hospital ship, the
rest wouldnít have happened.
After putting in for a ship, we were assigned a billet (a tent) across a
creek and up a hill. As I remember it had already started to rain and we
could hardly walk, as it was muddy and slick as ice. We told the Sergeant
in charge that he was to put us up until we got a ship to the States. Some
of the crew were lucky, they found passage back to the States before the
That night it rained like heck. The next morning as we were leaving, The
Sergeant wanted to know where we were going. We told him that we had to
put in for
passage back to the states. He told us to get back there as soon as
possible as trenches had to be dug around the tents, or this place was
going to float away. I recall there were three or four of us and we had
already put in for a ship, but he didn't know that. We went to the Mess
Hall and ate, then roamed around the Island until almost dark, then went
back. The only way to get to our tent was past his tent. He wanted to know
where we had been. We told him that we had a ship and
would be leaving in the morning. We left early the next morning. From then
on we just roamed around the Island, slept under the movie house, which
screen with a stage in front, or in trucks. We slept anywhere we could
While moving about we came across another tent area and found an empty
one. We stayed there several nights. There was a Japanese tomb on the side
of a hill above the tent area, where they buried their dead. We had been
told not to go in them. I had already been in one before I found out. As
we continued our roaming around the Island with nothing to do and a lot of
time to do it, we came across a large tent. We went in to check it out and
found there were some men already there. They told us they had not been
bothered by anyone during their stay, so we joined them.
And that was when the hurricane or typhoon hit Okinawa. Well, you can
imagine how long a tent could last in a hurricane. As the wind increased
the tent was blown away, I ran out across a ball field and into a quonset
hut. After being in there for awhile the wind blew one end of it out and
then the sheet-metal on the building
begin to come off so I left again and got in a small tool shed that the
CB's had used to erect the quonset huts. That shed was rocking back and
forth and there were quite a few people in it, knowing if it blew down,
some were going to get hurt I quickly left and got into another quonset
hut, which was also full of people. That hut was sitting at a different
angle than the one I had been in and appeared to be more sound.
Some men were bringing in large cases of fruit, I hadn't eaten for around
48 hours but I don't remember being hungry. I guess I was too busy trying
to keep my body and soul together. I got a large can peaches and a guy
with a big knife helped open them up for me and the others. After eating,
I wedged myself in between a large crate and the wall, with just enough
room to lay on my side, hoping this quonset hut would not blow down and I
went to sleep. The next morning I couldn't believe this building was still
standing. I went outside, the view was shocking, everything around us was
down, all the buildings even the mess hall, everything within sight was
Two other guys and myself went back to a large fenced-in area that was
being guarded by armed personnel. Inside were stored cases of K-rations
and C-rations or I should say they had been there before the storm, they
were now scattered everywhere. While searching about the area we found a
case of K-rations, a case of C-rations and a hospital tent. We went back
to where the tool shed had been, found a hammer, some nails and some
boards, then made a frame. We cut all the Red Cross markings off the tent
and made a shelter. This became our permanent refuge for the remainder of
time we were there.
Every day, we would go down to the staging area to see if we were assigned
to a ship. Some one had to stay in or by the shelter we built to keep
anyone from moving in. We never went back to where the mess hall had been.
They were passing out K-rations and we already had them.
A few days after the hurricane, I was lying in our tent shelter when I
heard and felt a huge explosion. I went out and saw a mob of guys running
toward a large column of smoke in the air. Several ambulances were heading
toward the immediate area of the explosion. Later on I went over to see
what had happened. The area I had stayed in a few nights with the tomb on
the hill above the tent area had blown up. The concussion from the blast
and the cement from the tomb had flattened all the tents in the vicinity
and caused several causalities. I was just glad I had not been there when
I recently found an article on the Internet describing the hurricane that
hit *Okinawa October 9, 1945. There were over 200 ships blown aground in
Buckner Bay. Several people were hurt, some killed, and some missing. I
knew it was bad, but didnít know it was that bad.
After being on the Island for 18 days, I was finally assigned to a ship to
go back to the States. They wouldnít let you aboard unless you had a
blanket, which I didn't have. I had also lost my sea bag, which had been
on a large pile with other sea bags. The hurricane had blown them all over
the place. I asked some guys if they knew where I could find a blanket and
was told where I might get one. On my way, I found my sea bag; I couldn't
believe my luck. I also was able to buy a blanket for $5.00 using the
money I still had from selling my blankets when I left the Daly. That left
me broke again, but at least things were looking a bit brighter.
I was finally able to get on a ship and continue my voyage home. After
several days we got to Treasure Island, California. Upon my arrival, I
sent a collect telegram home for $20.00, which I received immediately. We
were shipped to Great Lakes Naval Training Station and were discharged
from there after a short stay.
Before we got aboard the ship at Okinawa, everyone was given a "chit" or
ďPapersĒ that we could turn in and get new uniforms, shoes, etc. as most
of guys had lost everything.
After being discharged, I worked 3 or 4 different jobs, one at the Crane
Naval Ammunition Depot in Crane, Indiana, in Boiler operation. I worked
there for 30 years until retirement in December 1977. That Base is now
known as Naval Weapons Support Center.
After retiring, my wife and I started Furniture Upholstery Shop business
that we worked for 10 years. We finally decided we had enough of the cold
winters in Indiana and moved to New Port Richey, Florida, and we are still
Hobert Tannehill - February 2004
*Internet Link: www.history.navy.mil/faqs/faq102-6.htm
DEPARTMENT OF THE NAVY -- NAVAL HISTORICAL CENTER
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WASHINGTON DC 20374-5060
Typhoons and Hurricanes: Pacific Typhoon at Okinawa, October 1945
Typhoons and Hurricanes: The Effects of Cyclonic Winds on U.S. Naval
US Navy Ships lost in selected storm-related incidents
Extract on this typhoon from Commander in Chief, Pacific Fleet and Pacific
Ocean Areas Report
On 4 October 1945, a typhoon was spotted developing in the Caroline
Islands and tracked as it moved on a predictable course to the northwest.
Although expected to pass into the East China Sea north of Formosa on 8
October, the storm unexpectedly veered north toward Okinawa. That evening
the storm slowed down and, just as it approached Okinawa, began to greatly
increase in intensity. The sudden shift of the storm caught many ships and
small craft in the constricted waters of Buckner Bay (Nakagusuku Wan) and
they were unable to escape to sea. On 9 October, when the storm passed
over the island, winds of 80 knots (92 miles per hour) and 30-35 foot
waves battered the ships and craft in the bay and tore into the quonset
huts and buildings ashore. A total of 12 ships and craft were sunk, 222
grounded, and 32 severely damaged. [for listing of vessels] Personnel
casualties were 36 killed, 47 missing, and 100 seriously injured. Almost
all the food, medical supplies and other stores were destroyed, over 80%
of all housing and buildings knocked down, and all the military
installations on the island were temporarily out of action. Over 60 planes
were damaged as well, though most were repairable. Although new supplies
had been brought to the island by this time, and emergency mess halls and
sleeping quarters built for all hands, the scale of the damage was still
very large. If the war had not ended on 2 September, this damage,
especially the grounding and damage to 107 amphibious craft (including the
wrecking of four tank landing ships, two medium landing ships, a gunboat,
and two infantry landing craft) would likely have seriously impacted the
planned invasion of Japan (Operation Olympic).