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Navy airmen, he said, "have never talked as well as they have flown. . . . Being seamen as well as airmen, when our patrol planes saw something they always knew what kind of a ship they saw. They didn't report a fishing boat as a large transport or say that a southbound ship was going north." And Tommy Hart bit hard when he wrote of a Navy plane flying from the Philippines Christmas Eve, "carrying several high-ranking Army air officers who had no other...
Hell & High Water. Time after time Tommy Hart mutters the chronic Navy gripe about Army fanfare: "During the first few days our Navy patrol planes crippled an enemy capital ship, and claimed nothing better than crippling. . . . [They] also seized opportunities for small-scale attacks-the bomb-down-the-smokestacks stunts-but that was flea-bite stuff about which they did not talk. . . . The wing [Patrol Ten] went back to the Malay barrier-fighting and flying and fighting. . . . But getting the information-really as much as the High Command could effectively use-getting it in the face of weather, Japanese Zeros...
Captain Bogdan, ranting, crazed with heat, died within a few days. His body was offered to the sea. Sharks collected and began to patrol the forlorn expedition. Certain that they had no chance, men & women prayed and gave way to despair. In their naïveté, the four children sang hymns, prayed and kept up hope, until the adults caught their courage...
Another submarine attacked them. They escaped, paddled on across the blank sea. A week went by and rations dwindled. It rained and they replenished their water supply. More than two weeks passed. Then, suddenly, a patrol plane appeared in the burning blue sky, flew over them and dropped some food. They fished it out of the ocean, confident now that they would soon be rescued...
...conversationally-how their six boats became an infuriating menace to Jap warships and transports, how they fought to keep them afloat even when hulls were ripped open by coral reefs, how their gas tanks were clogged with wax put in their gas by some unknown saboteur. Sent out on patrol from Bataan, to fight lone actions against enemy cruisers and destroyers, Squadron 3 sank "probably a hundred times [its] own combined tonnage in enemy warships...