George C. Larsen
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The adventures of an enlisted man during World War Two,
Telling about his experiences during the pre-war and war time period. How he covered the action during the Pearl
Harbor Air Raid Bombing and the action that was taken during the raid and
aftermath. His experience as a sonar
operator on a sub chaser in the Central Pacific and as an operator at a secrete
Naval Intelligence Station. The story
of how we recaptured the Island of Niihau from the Japanese Pilot who had
crashed on the island and had taken control.
The R.R. (Rest and Recreation) at the Royal Hawaiian Hotel and life on
the Island during war time. Life on a
large troop ship and the adventures at the various ports of call. The troop ship traveled with out an escort
most of the time at an average speed of twenty one knots. It traveled from San Francisco, where it was
built, to Norfolk, Virginia via the South Pacific to the Indian Ocean, then
through the Suez Canal and on to Norfolk.
One trip from New York to La Harve, France to pick up G.I.s returning to
ther U.S. after defeating Hitler in Europe, then back to India with more troops
for the China Burma India war.
Celebrating the end of the war in the Indian Ocean.
He was born in San Francisco, California on February 21st,
1918. Went through school in Marin
County, Ca. And graduated from San Rafael High School in Jan. 1937. He joined the U.S. Coast Guard on October
29, 1939. Went through training at Port Townsend, Wash. He was assigned to the cutter Arriadne a 165
foot ship. Four months later was
transferred the cutter Roger B. Taney, a 327 foot, 2000 ton ship stationed in
the Hawaiian Islands.
He became a radio operator and was stationed at the Diamond
Head Radio Station during the Pearl Harbor Air Raid, on December 7th,
1941.
He served on a subchaser as a radio operator and as a sonar
operator,(submarine detector system).
He was transferred back to San Francisco and was assigned to the San
Francisco Radio Station NMC. After that
he was assigned to the troop transport U.S.S. General A.. W. Greely,
AP 141. He traveled
around the world, through the South Pacific, Tasmania Sea, Indian Ocean, Red
Sea, Suez Canal, Mediterranean Sea, Atlantic Ocean to Norfolk, Virginia, New
York and to La Harve, France. He was
discharged from the military on November 2nd, 1945 as the war
ended.
Chapter Seven: Sunday December 7th.
About 7:55 AM I was rudely awakened by the rattling of all
the bedroom windows. My first thought
was that it felt like an earthquake, the building was shaking and there were
loud rumbling sounds like heavy thunder!
Then I heard sounds like heavy firing of guns. As I started to get up, I thought what a day to start war games
on, it’s Sunday, don’t they have any sense at all? It’s just like the Army to pull a stunt like this, of course the
Navy was in on the act too. Just about
that time my watch partner, who had relieved me at 2 AM, came rushing into the
bedroom exclaiming that the USS Ward had depth charged a submarine just off of
Barbers Point at about 6 AM. He said he
picked up the message cause it was sent on our frequency 2670 (our high
frequency main channel) but was sent to NPM the Navy radio shore station. I
asked him if he sent that message to our downtown head quarters and he replied
“No I didn’t because it was sent to NPM.”
I told him he should have sent it into our office just to keep his watch
covered. Since we knew Anthony was in
on that kind of stuff. As I was getting
dressed I heard faint sounds of airplane engines. I quickly dashed out of the room, ran through the kitchen and out
the back door just in time to see 3 planes fly over the house at about 500 feet
above me. They were flying in formation
and I could see big red dots on their wings.
I watched them flying in the direction of down town Honolulu and in line
with going to Pear Harbor! I ran in the
house and told everyone, “Three Army planes flew over the house, I know they
weren’t Navy planes so they must be Army planes because they had big red dots
under their wings as some sort of disguise for war games. Looking out towards Pearl Harbor I could see
huge clouds of smoke billowing up into the sky and it looked like a bunch of
planes were zooming around Hickham Field and Pearl Harbor. Since this action came as a big surprise, I
wondered if the military brass were trying to see what our reaction would be by
throwing this surprise drill. Just
about that time Chief Kerns, our man in charge that day, told me to cover the
harbor channel and the commercial channel till we found out what is going on. Since we had an excellent view of the Pearl
Harbor channel entrance from the operating position where I was operating, I
could any ships coming out of the Pearl Harbor channel entrance. Looking through that particular window I
observed a destroyer running very slowly towards the open sea. She was not making much head way and seemed
to be blowing white smoke out of her single stack which I took to mean that it
hadn’t quite got enough boiler pressure to go full speed. Suddenly a huge geyser of water erupted just
a few yards off her stern. I didn’t
know if she had dropped a depth charge or if there was a plane bombing
her. This started us to wondering if
this was a make believe war game or was it the real thing? I thought that if this was the real thing I
wanted no part of it! At about 8:30 AM
Chief Kerns sent my partner Tony Silva downtown to our headquarters with all of
last nights logs and message. He was to
find out what was going on? He took the
panel truck, our official vehicle, drove fast as he could on Kapolanai
Boulevard to our district office down town.
During this time I was busy logging everything I heard on 2670 kcs and
500 kcs (kcs now known as hrz). The
first thing I heard was a distress call from a commercial sport fishing boat on
2670 our Coast Guard frequency. The
caller sounded very excited and said “some Army Air Force pilot has gone
berserk and is shooting at us with his machine guns and had hit them.” An Army Colonel, who was a guest on his
vessel was wounded.” He gave his
location as just off of Barbers Point.
He pleaded with us to do something about it. We acknowledge his message and passed it on to our down town
headquarters by teletype. He also
informed us that the boat was disabled and was sinking. I looked out of our window facing north ,
where we could see the mouth of the entrance channel to Pearl Harbor and the Barber”s Point area but
couldn’t see the fishing boat. After
watching that destroyer getting bombed and the fishing boat getting strafed,
this started us wondering if this was a real war or a drill, the time was now
about 8:30 AM. In the kitchen you could
hear a radio on low volume, playing heavy military marches or martial
music. Then an announcement was made
that we were being attacked by an unidentified enemy air force. We still hadn’t got any official notice from
Headquarters, but we figured that it had to be the Japanese Navy! Just about then I was looking out the west
window where I could see the Diamond Head buoy, (that was used to mark the end
of the race for sailing boats from the West Coast to Hawaii), a tremendous set
of geysers came out of the sea and shot about fifty or sixty feet in the
air. It looked as they were about 500
yards from the shore. I held my breath
expecting shells to come bouncing or skipping right up to our building thinking
that they were made by a salvo of heavy shells from a cruiser or a battle ship
that was lurking just over the horizon and trying to find the correct range and
would be firing more shells at us any minute but when I didn’t see any skipping
along the way after the original geysers I figured that it must have been three
bombs dropped from some plane at a high altitude and the wind pushed them out
past Diamond Head.