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Primos Staff: Mimi Lozano, Editor John P. Schmal, Johanna de Soto, Howard Shorr Armando Montes Michael Stevens Perez Rina Dichoso-Dungao, Ph.D. Contributors: Ruben Alvarez Yolanda Alvarez Sam Anthony Salena Ashton Tom Ascensio Jane Blume Chuck Bobo Eva Booher Eliza Boné Annette Brown Jaime Cader Bill Carmena Ricardo Castañón |
George Cisneros Ana Carolina Castillo Crimm Helen B. Collins Sterling De La Ranzie Johanna De Soto Lic. Leonardo de la Torre y Berumen Lic.Armando Escobar Olmedo Martin Espino George Farías Sylvia Jean de Jesus Garcia Robert Garcia Henry Michael Godines Robert Gonzales George Gause Mark Hardwick Odell Harwell Elsa Herbeck Lorraine Hernandez Mark Holmerud John Inclan Jane Lindsey Paul Newfield |
Dr. JV Martinez Rueben Martinez Juan Mayans Armando Montes Yolanda Ochoa Lic. Guillermo Padilla Origel Sandra Robbie Manuel Robles de la Torre Dr. Refugio Rochin Carolina G. Tomkinson Crispin Rendon Major Millie Rosa Virginia Sanchez John P. Schmal Howard Shorr Alice Thornton Lourdes Tinajero Paul Edgar Trejo Rose Valdez SantiagoVallejo Carlos Villanueva |
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Nation Latino New Urbanism Heroism, Ferry Accident in D.C. World War II Memorial Dedication WWII Reception for Latino Vets Immigration Reforms Congressional seats & Hispanics |
¡Si! Something must
be done! Smithsonian Interpretation Institute Rise in Hispanics &Asian-Americans PBS Miniseries, "The New Americans" The magic of Gregory Nava Family Facts on Grandparents Autobiography of Paul Edgar Trejo |
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Maria Velazquez was born in a dingy hospital on the U.S.-Mexican border and has been straddling the two nations ever since. The 36-year-old daughter of a bracero, a Mexican migrant who tended California strawberry and lettuce fields in the 1960s, she spent her first nine years like a nomad, crossing the border with her family each summer to follow her father to work. Then her parents and their six children settled down in a Chicago barrio, where Maria learned English in the local public school and met Carlos Velazquez, who had immigrated from Mexico as a teenager. The two married in 1984, when Maria was 17, and relocated to nearby Cicero, Ill. Her parents returned to their homeland the next year with five younger kids. Advertisement
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Latino New Urbanism http://www.latinonewurbanism.org/ 623 North Azusa Ave. Azusa, CA 91702, Phone: (626) 969-5599, Fax: (626) 969-3969 Sent by Robert Gonzales rgonzales@mexicanheritage.org |
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Heroism, Ferry Accident in Washington, D.C. Source of information Major Millie Rosa Sent by JV Martinez Joe.Martinez@science.doe.gov The Air Force Section Battle Commander for the 141st Air Control Squadron of the Puerto Rico Air National Guard is assigned to the nation's capitol to maintain air space security, that includes serving as air traffic controllers and maintaining communications equipment. About this mission, LTC Juan Jose Medina said, " Morale is high and we are extremely proud to have been chosen to protect the nation's capital ." Unexpectedly and through a fortunate coincidence the Rican National Guard was able to came to the rescue of passengers that were being transported on a ferry, a 36 foot pontoon boat , that capsized on March 6 in the Baltimore Harbor. (Reference: http://www.baltimoresun.com/news. March 8 edition.) The four airmen , MSG David Blakeley, SSG Antonio Acosta, SSG Alejandro Gonzalez, SSG Luis Nazario , happened to be on board the ferry named Seaport Taxi , a two ton boat, which was capsized by a sudden and unexpected air burst sending all the 25 passengers into the bay and of which only 22 survived. The airmen , who were on a pleasure trip on their day off, escaped from the boat by first breaking the windows, well underwater, and were able to help other passengers swim to safety despite 40 degree waters. Three passengers did not survive, a six-year old child and a 26-year old couple. All four airmen sustained minor injuries for which they received medical treatment at a local medical facility, and released. They authorized release of their names and the statements but did not consent to media interviews. Gonzalez , who suffered a cut on his head from a brush with the remaining broken window while escaping, said, "I don't know how to swim so I don't know how I got out. I just commended myself to God and asked him to give me one last breath to see my children." Gonzalez, "Two minutes after I was up and still catching my breath I was called by Acosta to help Blakeley bring up the crew mate." Blakeley expressed , "An angel saved me because I can not remember how I got out. I was the last one from our group of to come out. When the boat turned over water started coming in really fast. As the water started coming up to what was now the top of the boat I took a deep breath. A feeling of tranquility came over me and I thought about my wife and the soldiers with me. As I got ready to exhale I saw a light and the next thing I knew I was on the surface and saw our guys. As I came up I saw our guys and breathed a sigh of relief. I saw a couple with a child who still had 2 kids at the bottom and they were screaming for someone to help them. I swam down and felt a foot and got the crew mate who was turning purple. Acosta and Nazario gave him CPR and brought him back to life." An older man floated up and Acosta grabbed him by his jacket whereupon he and Gonzalez pulled him in. An older woman was helped by Nazario and Gonzalez. Survivors managed to reach the top of the boat on their own or were helped to do so. The overturned boat was about 1,000 feet from shore. The survivors were then rescued by the Navy Reserve. A female Navy Reservist by the name of Cruz , who was not on the boat, secured dry clothing, blankets, food for the survivors, including the airmen, and helped them to reach warm shelter. The involvement of Cruz, a Puerto Rican herself, shows that indeed it is a small world being that she took part in the rescue to provide critical comfort to other Puerto Ricans. Gonzalez added , "When the RC (Naval Reserve) came up they got into the water without a second's thought to get the others that were still down." He added the RC rescuers did not even stop to put on wet suits, they just dove right in. In light of the fact they were victims of the accident and still went on to save others Gonzalez said, "We were just at the right place at the wrong time."
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War II Memorial Dedication Hispanic activities at the National Archives and the Smithsonian |
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Friday evening, May 28th, at 6:30 p.m.,
a reception will be held in the Smithsonian Castle. The reception is
being sponsored by: Latino Advocates for Education, Inc. Society of Hispanic Historical and Ancestral Research American G.I. Forum Veterans in Community Service, Inc. Smithsonian Center for Latino Initiatives The reception will honor World War II Hispanic/Latino Veterans. White House and Pentagon dignitaries, including congressional leaders will be in attendance. Senator Orrin Hatch, Congresswoman Loretta Sanchez and Congressman Ed Royce have agreed to act as Honorary Hosts of the reception. For information, email mimilozano@aol.com
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Sunday, May 30 at 10:30 a.m. - Dr. Bruce Ashcroft will present "Verneda Rodriguez, Rosita the Riveter, and the Contributions of Latinas during World War II." The contribution of Latina women to the World War II effort is an emerging story - while these women did not fight on the front lines overseas, they served the nation in a multitude of ways. The session will focus primarily upon the career of Verneda Rodriguez, one of about 1,000 women pilots who flew in support of the U.S. military during the war. A discussion of Latinas in the military and in industry provides additional examples of their service will be followed by a question and answer session with the audience. Ashcroft is an historian with the Air Force at Randolph Air Force Base, Texas. Sunday, May 30 at 1 p.m. - Historians Frederick and Linda Aguirre will discuss "America's Patriots: Mexican Americans in World War II" and "Books in Progress: Profiles of Mexican American Veterans of WW2." Profiles of veterans include: Pete Limon, USS Swan, Pearl Harbor attack survivor; Lt. Col. Gil Encinas Kuhn, 8th Air Force, B-17 Pilot; Salvador Maldonado, survivor of the sinking of the USS Indianapolis; Henry Duran, Battle of Corregidor and POW; Manuel Grajeda, Battle of Remagen Bridge; Alfred Aguirre and Eutiquio Martinez, Battle of Okinawa; David Gonzalez, Medal of Honor recipient; Julia P. Aguirre and Sara A. Miranda, "Rosie Riveters"; Al Garcia and his 5 brothers who served during World War II. By example, we honor the 500,000 Mexican Americans who courageously fought in every battle in the Pacific and European theaters. |
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Extract: Immigration: What Reform Will Bring to our
Nation Sent by Lourdes Tinajero LourdesTinajero1@cs.com WASHINGTON, March 3, PRNewswire-FirstCall At the National Press Club forum, "Immigration: What Reform Will Bring to our Nation," Charlie Fote, chairman and CEO of First Data Corp called for action: "First Data Corp. and its subsidiary, Western Union, step forward to join a national call for a more enlightened debate. We seek and support ways to allow the voices of those most affected to be heard. This is a critical issue for our country and our consumers." The forum panelists included leaders from the National Council of La Raza (NCLR), the National Association of Latino Elected and Appointed Officials (NALEO), the Tomas Rivera Policy Institute (TRPI), North American Integration and Development Center/UCLA. In the spirit of the forum's discussion, Charlie Fote, chairman and CEO of First Data Corp. said, "First Data proudly announces our $10 million commitment to the communities we serve here and abroad. By creating the First Data Empowerment Fund, we are announcing our intention to act as a long-term and active participant in the dialogue relating to critical issues such as immigration reform and economic empowerment." "This debate must take place in full support of the respect and dignity of immigrants and their families," Fote stated. Fote indicated that any legislation implementing immigration reform should honor the following principles: * A new immigration policy must recognize that immigrants strengthen the U.S. economy and diversify the social fabric of our society. * Any new policy must address the educational and health needs of immigrants' children. Children are our future -- they cannot be ignored. * The policy must contain a mechanism to reduce the backlog of families seeking to immigrate to the U.S. * There must be a fundamental reassessment of U.S. immigration and migrant worker policies, practices and laws as a means of living up to our democratic values. * A new policy must contain new regulations and requirements that are reasonable, enforceable and not overly burdensome to businesses or individuals. * There must be an acknowledgement that the solution to inhibiting undocumented immigration must address economic development and growth issues in the exporting countries from which immigrants come. * The new policy must appropriately balance the concerns of immigrants with the need to protect U.S. residents. |
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Congressional seats held by Hispanics Although 1 of every 3 Californians is Latino, they hold only 1 of 8 California congressional seats. Latinos hold 1 of every 4 seats in the state Capitol. While it is more difficult to determine the ratio among local elected officials, the Latino elected officials group estimates that about 1 in 20 local elected spots are held by Latinos. Copley News Service, extract from Demographics suggest Latino's clout could be much greater than it is. February 29, 2004 |
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¡Si! Something must be done! By Ricardo Castañón/HispanicVista Occupational accidental death rate Mexican workers one in 16,000 US-born worker one in 28,000. An investigation conducted by The Associated Press, compared safety statistics among various ethnic groups. Justin Pritchard (AP) reports that the study covered from 1996 through 2002 and based its findings on data from the US Bureau of labor statistics. The annual death rate for Mexican workers was found to be -one in
16,000- while the average US born worker was -one in 28,000. Our
brothers are more likely to be killed than other workers doing similar
work. Kids in their teens get buried in ditches at construction sites or
in the fields. Others get torn apart by heavy equipment -it is gruesome. Hispanic-Americans who master both languages fluently, need to start an educational campaign to get these folks to read bilingual materials. While there are some cases where indigenous immigrants don't even read Spanish, they still have that same drive to progress as the next guy. They will welcome every opportunity to improve their condition. Advocacy groups should distribute bilingual fliers at the work place. Workshops should be organized to train legions of volunteers that would visit work sites and conduct preventive seminars on safety standards. English reading and writing courses should be offered by bilingual instructors to the workers and their families. Pictures of accidents should be distributed along with slogans like: "Don't let this happen to you!" "No permitas que esto te pase a ti!" "Do NOT become an statistic!" "No te combiertas en estadistica!" "READ, learn English!" "Lee, aprende Inglés!" There are myriads of other messages that would have a positive effect on our folks. We owe it to our heritage, to our family principles and values. We MUST lend a helping hand and try to remedy this awful situation. They are out there helplessly in the middle of the battlefield. Few to guide them and many awaiting to take their place. We need to reach these folks NOW! We cannot wait 'till Spanish
seminars are set up at conference rooms. How would undocumented folks
learn about time, place and program' schedules? Even if they did, they
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Smithsonian Institute for Interpretation & Representation of Latino Cultures, June 21 to July 2, 2004 Application deadline April 9, 2004 In 2002, scholars in Latino studies, archivists, and museum professions convened in Washington, D.C.. The purpose was to examine the current status of research and educational literature on the interpretation, representation, and documentation of Latino cultures in museums and academic programs within the United States and Puerto Rico. It is now available online in its entirety, and absolutely free of charge. Check it out at: http://latino.si.edu/researchandmuseums |
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Extract: Rise in Hispanics and Asian-Americans Is Predicted March 18, 2004, By REUTERS http://www.nytimes.com/2004/03/18/national/18CENS.html? ex=1080656831&ei=1&en=b15468c62e11024a Sent by John Inclan galveston@yahoo.com WASHINGTON, March 17 (Reuters) - The Hispanic and Asian-American populations in the United States are expected to triple by 2050, when non-Hispanic whites would account for the barest majority, according to a Census Bureau report to be released Thursday. Hispanic-Americans would make up nearly a quarter of the nation's population at mid-century, the report says. "This is going to be the workforce that sustains us as a nation, so we can make choices today that are dramatically going to change the outlook 20 or 30 years from now," Sonia Perez of the National Council of La Raza said Wednesday, referring to coming national elections. The number of Hispanic-Americans should rise to nearly 103 million from about 36 million, and their share of the population would nearly double, to 24.4 percent from 12.6 percent, the bureau report says. Asian-Americans, who now make up 3.8 percent of the populace, would represent 8 percent by mid-century, it says. Their numbers would increase to more than 33 million from nearly 11 million. The American population over all should also continue to grow, to about 420 million in 2050 from 282 million in 2000, the report says. But non-Hispanic whites would add only moderately to their numbers, to 210 million from 196 million. They would make up just 50.1 percent of the population in 2050, compared with 69.4 percent four years ago, when the last census was taken. The black population is projected to rise to 61 million from 36 million, raising its share of the total population to 14.6 percent from 12.7 percent. |
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| PBS Presents New Miniseries Entitled "The New Americans" Sent by Howard Shorr howardshorr@msn.com On March 29, 30, & 31, 2004, PBS will be premiering a seven-hour
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Family Fact of the Week: Grand-Parents Source: World congress of Families: Family Update, Online secretariat@worldcongress.org "In 2002, 5.6 million children were living in households with a grandparent present (8 percent of all children). ...The majority of children living with grandparents lived in households where the grandparent was the householder (3.7 million). Although these children were using housing resources provided by grandparents, 65 percent (2.4 million) had at least one parent in the household. (Source: Jason Fields, "Children's Living Arrangements and Characteristics: March 2002," Current Population Reports, P20-547, United States Census Bureau, June 2003; http://www.census.gov/prod/2003pubs/p20-547.pdf |
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PART III NAVY - SUBMARINES The Submarine Training
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Parks USN Officers June 1949 |
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Floyd B. Parks (DD-884) approaching the USS Boxer (CV-21) (A CV is Fleet Aircraft Carrier) off Singapore on April 24, 1950, to pick me up. I had been on board the Boxer for three days as the head gunnery observer on a Fleet exercise shoot. Notice the number 2 gun mount is elevated. This is so a "High Line" can be fastened of the bridge of the destroyer and passed over to the carrier. I rode the highline back to the Parks in a Boatswain's Chair. |
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We traveled through Dalles, Texas, to Shreveport, Louisiana, then East to Vicksburg, Mississippi. It was there that I gained my first impression that the Southerners were still fighting the Civil War. In a park in front of the state capitol building was a monument dedicated "To Our Beloved Civil War Dead" It was and obelisk about 50 feet high, that looked like a small replica of the Washington Monument, extremely impressive. Not far from it was a very small monument and plaque, dedicated to our "Beloved World War Two Dead". Going East, we traveled through Meridian, Mississippi, Montgomery, Alabama, Columbus, Georgia, then over to Savannah. From there we traveled up the Eastern Seaboard to New London Connecticut, where we arrived in the middle of a fierce snow storm. I reported for duty under instruction to the US Naval Submarine School, Groton, on January 4th, 1951, and was assigned officer’s quarters. The first week involved taking a complete physical, and a rigid battery of written psychological tests, and a long interview with a navy psychologist to see if they could find a flaw in your makeup or character that would make you unsuitable for submarine duty. Next you were required to pass the submarine escape test, which was to train you to escape from a bottomed submarine. A 100 foot tower filled with water was used for this activity. This tower had and elevator up the out side that permitted access into the tower from depths of 25 feet and 50 feet below the top of the tank. Access was also made from the bottom of the tank with 100 feet to the top surface. There were air lock chambers at these level, exactly like the escape trunks found in the forward and after torpedo rooms of Fleet Submarines. You were trained to make and escape through the trunk to the surface of the tank using a Momsen Lung, which was a breathing device that you charged with oxygen. A frogman in Scubba gear would swim up along side you, and if he detects that you are in the slightest trouble, will grab you, hit you in the stomach to expel any residual air in your lungs that may expand and as you go up and burst your lungs, and drag you to the surface. After making three successful ascents from each depth of 25, 50, and
100 feet, using the Momsen Lung, you were required to make free ascents
(escapes) from each of these depths without any device whatever. And
these were tricky. In this method, one takes a deep breath, holds it and
merely steps out of the airlock. Say you are at the bottom of the tank,
the air you breath in the air lock is the same as that of sea pressure
at 100 feet depth, so you have a lung full of compressed air. This air
in your lungs provides the buoyancy to get you to the surface. In other
words your lungs are like balloons full of air. The problem arises in
that as you ascend and the pressure around you decreases. Your lungs
expand, and will burst if some air is not released through your mouth as
you go up. So you must release some of the air, but how much? If you
release too much you will lose your buoyance or "run out of
gas" and drown, unless you are close enough to the surface to see
daylight and can swim up. If you hold too much air in, you are in danger
of rising too fast and your lungs bursting as they expand from the
reduced pressure. This is known as air embolism and is a leading cause
of death among scuba divers who get in trouble and must make a free
ascent. What I have said is a real danger. Civilian scuba divers are lost every year when they get in trouble while diving and attempt a free ascent. All of us that successfully completed the "Tank" were given certificates. It is one of my treasured documents. We lost two of our officers in the escape training. They just didn’t want to take the training, and were returned to the fleet. Over the years they have only lost two people that I know of in the "Tank" due to some accident, but there could have been more. Our submarine training was extremely ridged, the idea being that if someone had a hitherto undetected flaw now was the time to find out about it. There were four basic departments at the school: Ordnance, Engineering, Operations and Tactics, and Submarine. Each was headed by a Commander who was a submarine hero from WW-II. There were a lot of Navy Crosses on the chests of this group. All taught classes, and it was a delight to get one to digress into the stories of his war patrols. They were all personable, and though there was a lot if discipline, there was also a lot of informal give and take. There were also a large number of experienced Chief Petty Officers on the staff, and listening to them and heeding their advice was a Godsend. There were two phases to our training, the theoretical " book learning" and the "hands on" practical side. The book learning phase involved considerable classroom work, where every system in a Fleet Submarine was studied in great detail. For the practical training we were divided into groups or "teams" of six students, and this group stayed together as a team the entire time. The practical side involved the use of high tech simulators and trainers. There was an attack trainer that was the exact replica of the conning tower of a submarine where we learned to make and approach and fire torpedoes. There was a diving trainer where you learned to dive and trim a submarine, and every station being manned a team member, and the stations rotated so that every member could master every diving station. On a Fleet Submarine these were the Conning Officer, Diving Officer, Diving Control Board and Vents Chief ( who was also Chief of the Watch), Trim and Drain Manifold Operator, and Air Manifold Operator. On the engineering side each team had to change a cylinder and connecting rod on submarine diesel. This was not and easy task, as these engines were huge 1600 Horse Power General Motors Diesels and 1400 horse Power Fairbanks Morse Diesels. Depending on what submarine you were ordered to, you might find either kind installed. This was dirty and difficult work, but it was to teach you what your enlisted ratings had to go through to complete this task. Later on, when I was Chief Engineer on Bashaw this background stood me in good stead. The at sea phase was a real experience. There were a couple of "School Boats" assigned the task of taking out two teams of officers a day to let us dive a real submarine. Wisely, the operating was in Block Island sound, where the depth was only 200 feet, and the bottom was sand or soft mud. If the boat got out of control during the dive for any reason, the most that could happen was that you would bounce off a sandy bottom, and as the boat was usually backing down emergency at this point, the impact was negligible. Every time a submarine goes to sea, the first dive of the day is called a "trim dive". Prior to diving the boat’s designated diving officer, who is normally the Chief Engineer, makes out a "Diving Compensation Sheet". This sheet records all the changes that have occurred on board since the last trim dive that might affect balance of the submarine. Examples of these are stores or fuel taken on board in port, torpedoes taken on board, or even the addition or loss of a crew member. The Chief Engineer then uses this balance sheet to transfer water between the trim tanks, so that when the boat makes its first dive of the day it will be reasonably in trim. Our school boat was the USS Bergall (SS-320). Remember this was the dead of winter and the topside and superstructure around the pressure hull of the submarine were covered with ice. I had the first student dive of the day. I filled out the compensation sheet under the supervision of the Chief Engineer. I cleared the bridge and had and dropped to the diving station in the control room. The two lookouts preceded me off the bridge and dropped down into the control room, the starboard lookout manning the bow planes, and the port lookout manning the stern planes. I bled a shot of high pressure air into the boat, and noted the manometer held at 3 inches of Mercury. This tells you the boat is tight, otherwise the pressure would leak off in a hurry. Next, you observed that the blow and vent manifold has a green board, indicating that all hull openings were closed. If a hull opening had been red, that would probably mean that particular opening was still open, and you would terminate the dive in a helluva hurry. You report to the conning officer in the conning tower, "Green Board Pressure In The Boat", at which time he gives you the ordered depth, usually 60 feet. At about 30 feet you start blowing the negative tank slowly. This is a tank that holds about 20,000 pounds of water, and is designed to get you down in a hurry, but must be blown dry if you are to achieve neutral buoyancy and swim around like a fish. In peacetime you usually dive with about a three to five degrees down angle. At 40 feet you slow to one third speed, as at the start of the dive the speed is usually Standard or Full to help drive the boat under. What happened in this case is that, I being green as grass, had not take into account the great amount of ice in the super structure of the boat, which in effect made us one giant ice cube, until the ice melted. As a result the Burgall would not go under as expected but seemed to hang up at 30 feet. The Captain in the conning tower began shouting at me to get him down, that there was a destroyer bearing down on him ! I ordered 5,000 pounds of water flooded into the auxiliary tank from sea to make us heavy, thinking that I must have screwed up horribly in the compensation. Then the ice melted, and I was heavy by the 5,000 pound I had just put in. Well the boat started down in a hurry, and I involved the old submarine adage, "BLOW, BACK, AND PRAY". I also had ordered all back full to make the stern squat. The net result of all this was that I was able to stop the boats rapid decent just short of plowing into the sandy bottom. I was to learn later that this was a favorite trick played on student officers in the Winter Class. I was also told that had I screwed up horribly that was excusable, but had I panicked and frozen at the dive, I would have been on my way back to the surface navy next day. In other words, any thing I did was OK, as long as I did something. Our class started with 110 officers. We lost 21 along the way for one reason or another, graduating 89. On graduation you were allowed to choose the submarine you wanted to go to by class standing. Each submarine was listed, along with it’s home port. I had worked very hard, as I wanted to go back to San Diego where I owned a home. As a result I stood 14 in the class. There were several boats to choose from that were home ported in San Diego. I chose the USS Blenny (SS-324) as she was not only home ported in San Diego, but was being converted in the shipyard to a high speed, streamlined GUPPY IA boat. I was detached from Submarine School at New London on June 22nd, 1951. After another memorable trip across country to San Diego, and after taking some leave, I reported on board the Blenny in the San Francisco Naval Shipyard on July 12th. At that time, the conversion was about 90 percent completed. Blenny completed her conversion in August 1951, and reported to Submarine Squadron 3, alongside the USS Sperry (AS-12) in San Diego. The remainder of 1951 and the early part of 1952 was spent furnishing Anti Submarine Warfare (ASW) services to destroyers and aircraft of the Pacific Fleet. Perhaps more important, this time frame served as a shakedown period to increase the proficiency of the officers and crew in handling a submarine that could achieve 21 knots on the half hour rate submerged, and especially learning how to snorkel, which really had it’s exciting moments, especially if there is any sea running. We departed for the Far East on April 30th 1952, for
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We returned from our Far East tour on November 8th, 1952. Blenny was awarded the Korean Service Medal, and the United Nation Service Medal for this tour. During my remaining time on Blenny we operated out of San Diego, furnishing ASW services to the fleet. Since I have used this expression before it behooves me perhaps to explain what ASW services entails. This basically is operating with a task force, and assuming the role of and enemy submarine attacking the force. Our task was to penetrate the destroyer screen, make and approach on the carrier if we could get in undetected, and fire a red flare indicating we had simulated firing a torpedo. Part of the time we were to stay on the surface at about ten miles from the task force and let the carrier planes find us. We would then dive. The plane would drop a 25 pound practice depth charge on our dive point, drop a floating flare to mark our point of submergence, called the Datum Point, and call for the "Hunter Killer Force". The Task Force commander then dispatches a division of four destroyers to locate us and make simulated runs over us. We usually left our periscope up so they could get radar contact on it. If there were and inversion layer of cold water we could hide under and their sound beam would be bent upward. So we could remain undetected if we chose to, but then no one would get any training, and a lot of tax payers money would be wasted. There were several occasions that we did remain undetected, just so the surface forces wouldn’t get too cocky. This type of operation normally kept us at sea a week to ten days. One other story I will relate here, since it was one of those events of such a sheer coincidence. When a submarine is overdue a search and rescue operation is immediately launched called "Operation 1000". In peacetime operations, a submarine is required to send a "Diving Message" when she dives. If operating independently, this message contains the location of the point of submergence, the anticipated course and speeds while submerged, and the time of surfacing. The submarine is required to send a surfacing message immediately on surfacing. If a surfacing message in not received within 10 minutes of the message time due for surfacing, an operation 1000 is launched. When this occurs, all surface ships available steam out of port to the best-estimated position of the submarine. A massive air search is launched to try and locate a marker buoy that the submarine may release. When and exercise to test this is laid on, a submarine is designated to go to a location and play dead on the bottom, release it’s marker buoy, wait to be found, and personnel rescued. To make this more realistic, the Division Commander will come down from the tender and hand the captain of the submarine that has been chosen to be "Lost" a set of sealed orders, which he is allowed to open only after he has rounded the sea buoy. This makes everything that happens spontaneous, and hence realistic. Blenny was chosen to be the "Lost Submarine" We proceeded to and area off La Jolla and put the boat down in 200 feet of water on a sandy and mud sea floor. We released our red marker buoy from over the forward torpedo room, and waited to be found. Within and hour of bottoming, we were located by and aircraft from the North Island Naval Air Station, an a short time later the Submarine Rescue Vessel, the USS Florikan (ASR-9) arrived overhead, with divers and a McCann Rescue Chamber, more commonly known as the McCann Bell. The basic method is for the rescue vessel to moor over the bottomed submarine. Then the marker buoy containing a telephone, if it hasn’t been damaged when the buoy was released, permits direct communication with those in the torpedo room. The McCann Bell is then used to extract the people from the submarine. The procedure in this type of rescue was the same as that pioneered when the submarine Squalus (SS-192) was lost on May 23rd, 1938, of the coast of Portsmouth, New Hampshire. She had suffered massive flooding into the engine room, when her main induction valve failed to close. She lay on the bottom in 250 feet of water. There were 26 men that survived, trapped in the forward torpedo room. The Submarine Rescue Vessel Falcon (ASR-2) arrived with the McCann Bell, and extracted those trapped in the forwarded torpedo room. There were men alive in the after torpedo room, but they were lost before they could be rescued. The main reason for this was that the current kept sweeping the divers off the deck on the after part of Squalus, and thus they could never secure the down haul cable to the bell on the after torpedo room hatch, for the rescue Bell ride on down to the submarine. After the bell is seated over the torpedo room hatch, water is blown from it’s lower chamber, permitting rescuers to enter the submarine. Six to eight people can be extracted at a time, thus making it necessary to make several trips between rescue vessel and submarine to get every one out. Squalus was later raised and renamed the Sailfish and had and excellent record of enemy ships sunk during WW-2. My high school classmate and good friend Norman Brown was a Reserve Lieutenant who was a qualified deep sea diver. At this point in time he had chosen to serve one month active duty time on board the Florikan. He was asked if he would like to ride the Bell on it’s first trip down to the Blenny, to which he responded in the affirmative. As first Lieutenant and Gunnery Officer it was my job to supervise the evacuation of the 12 people we had selected to be "saved" and make the trip from the submarine to the ASR, so I was in the torpedo room to open the lower hatch and receive the first passengers from Florikan. Who should come through the hatch of the Bell but my old friend and high school classmate Lt. Norman Brown. His first words were "Trejo! What the hell are you doing here on the bottom of the ocean ?? !!! My response was, " Where the hell did you come from !!" On November 14, 1952, I received orders to the Pre- Commissioning
detail of the USS Bashaw (SSK-241), then being converted at the Naval
Shipyard Hunters Point from a fleet boat to a "Killer"
submarine, that is, a submarine specifically designed to hunt down and
"Kill" other submarines. I was detached from Blenny on
December 29, 1952, and reported to the Commander, San Francisco Naval
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The heart of this conversion was the installation of a BQR-4 sound array around the bow of the submarine. This array was a passive device which means you could listen only, and not transmit any energy through it. In the event, we were able to lay submerged in a sound channel and hear ships out to more than a hundred miles. The name of the game in hunting other submarines is to hear (detect) him before he hears you. The theory is that the skipper that puts the first torpedo in the water will be the survivor in a submarine to submarine encounter. The BQR-4 was a real monster. It consisted of about 100 vertical cylindrical tubes, each tube about eight feet long and about 3 inches in diameter. These tubes were filled with crystals that relied on the pizzio - electric effect for there operation. That is, sound energy impinging on these crystals is converted to electrical energy which could then be amplified and displayed on a Cathode Ray tube, similar to a Radar Scope. To protect these tubes, the bow was fashioned into squares of sound transparent windows. These windows varied in size from 3 feet by 4 feet to 6 feet by 4 feet, and were fashioned to shape into a round bow. There was a space between the outer windows and the array of tubes that was filled with castor oil. The space was to provide a shock barrier to absorb protect the fragile tubes in case of colliding with a submerged log, a bad landing, or any other unforeseen event. Castor oil was chosen as it non corrosive transparent to sound energy. Bashaw had been decommissioned for her conversion, and hence we officers were attached to the shipyard in an advisory capacity. We operated out of a "Line Shack" on the dock, and had an officer of the deck on duty 24 hours a day. The shipyard was working around the clock, in three eight hour shifts, so it was necessary to have a qualified submarine officer patrolling the boat 24 hours a day to prevent any grave error happening. These were prone to occur because Hunters Point had never been a primary submarine yard before, and this was their first submarine conversion. I will sight and example. There is a signal ejection tube that may be located in either the forward or after torpedo room of a submarine, depending on the class of boat. It is used to eject flares during exercises with the fleet, and to launch distress flares. On a boat built by Electric Boat Company, such as Bashaw, this tube is located in the after torpedo room. On a boat built in the Portsmouth Navy Yard, this tube is located in the after torpedo room. The shipyard had orders to replace the ejection tube on Bashaw with a larger improve model, and we being an Electric Boat submarine had ours located in the after torpedo room. I was making my rounds through the boat on the Midwatch ( 12 midnight ‘till 4 in the morning ) when in the forward torpedo room a shipyard worker was setting up a huge drill. I asked him what he intended, and he responded that he was going to drill a hole in the pressure hull and install a signal gun. I informed him that we already had a signal gun in the after torpedo room, and I thought maybe there was a mistake, as he had the wrong torpedo room, and probable what was meant was to replace the existing signal gun in the after room. I suggested we wait until morning when we could check it out. He showed me his work order, and all it said was to install a signal gun in the forward torpedo room, with a blueprint of how to accomplish the work. He was determined to proceed. It was futile to argue, as he was a big man, so I called the deck watch. He still refused to leave until the deck watch drew his Colt .45 and ordered him off at gun point. The next morning and official, black navy sedan pulled up to the gangway. Out jumped the shipyard commander, a four stripe navy captain, with blood in his eye. He was followed by our "prospective" Commanding Officer, Harold "Tut" Fry. The first words out of Tut’s mouth were, "I don’t know what you’ve done Paul, but I sure as hell hope you’re right." The first issue was the placement of the signal gun, which made me look like a hero, as drilling a hole in the pressure hole would at best having us end up with two signal guns, and at worst having us in hot water with the Bureau of Ships. Then there was the matter of threatening the use of deadly force on a shipyard worker. And interview with the deck watch settled that matter. It also turned out that some Yo-Yo of a navy architect in the design department had been referring to a set of Portsmouth Shipyard plans when he wrote the job order. We were the first of the four Submarines slated to be converted to SSKs at Hunters Point. The others were Bluegill (SSK-242), Bream (SSK-243), and Cavalla (SSK-244). Thus they learned on us. The only other error they made, and this was fairly serious, was the relocation of the forward trim tank when they built the massive sonar bow. This tank, along with the after trim tank, are used in balancing the boat to a submerged trim on diving, and are located at the extreme ends of the boat. When they installed the huge hydra phone array around the bow, we lost two of our six forward torpedo tubes, and the forward trim tank, and bow buoyancy tank were both relocated. When we were scheduled to go to sea for our maiden test dive, our skipper wanted two things done. He wanted safety tracks installed on the weather deck, and the bow buoyancy tank moved aft several feet. The tracks were a simple matter, but moving the forward trim tank was a major job and the shipyard refused this request. The next thing that bothered him was that for our maiden test dive out of the yard, they had assigned us a diving area off the Farallon Islands in very deep water. The Captain made a simple point, assign us a shallow area for our test dive or he would not take the boat to sea, as he considered the location of the forward tanks might cause us problems. We were reassigned and area to the south of Point Montera with a depth of 200 feet, and a sandy bottom. When we dove Bashaw, she took a sharp down angle, and headed down with a mind of here own. Blowing bow buoyancy and backing down full helped, but the net result was that we buried our nose in the sand and mud, and the stern was sticking out of the water. Thank God we didn’t dive in deep water. We could not get much bite with the screws, as they were partially out of the water, but rocking the boat by running the crew back and forth. and blowing all main ballast we freed the boat up. The main casualty was the "tender" bow. Five of the sonar window were damaged beyond repair. This not only was a tremendously expensive proposition, but kept us in the shipyard well beyond our scheduled completion date. There was another "casualty" that could not be predicted, and that was the leading man of one of the shipyard shops. There is a tradition in submarines, that when they go to sea on a maiden dive on completion of a shipyard overhaul, the leading man from any shop that worked on the boat goes to sea with her. The theory being that knowing this the quality of all work done is much more carefully supervised.. This is why when the Thresher (SSN-593) was lost off Portsmouth on October 4th, 1963, eight of the 120 casualties were civilian shipyard workers. This particular leading man had a good scare, and he swore he would never go to sea on another submarine. He was transferred to that part of the shipyard working on surface ships. In due time we completed the conversion, but we were still not a part
on the US Navy. We had to pass a board of Inspection And Survey, before
the navy would accept the submarine. One might think that since the
conversion was done in a naval shipyard the acceptance would be
automatic, but such is not the case. This board comprises 12 very
senior, crusty old navy captains, and they swarmed over the ship in
overalls and flashlights, and inspected every nook and cranny. I was
amazed to see full captains crawling around in the bilges. When they
find any discrepancies they order the shipyard to correct them. We then
took the boat to sea with the board embarked, and Bashaw was put through
every maneuvering exercise possible, including firing water slugs from
every torpedo tube. On July 1, 1954, our much admired Commander Harold E. Fry was relieved Commander Charles B. Bishop, USN, in WESTPAC. On returning to San Diego, I had received orders to the Naval Post Graduate School at Monterey for the Ordnance Engineering and Electrical Engineering Course. I was detached from Bashaw at San Diego on July 11, 1955, and reported for duty to the Naval Post Graduate School on July 27th 1955. The Ordnance part of the course consisted of the study of physical chemistry, stoichiometric chemistry, and the chemistry of explosives. Mathematics courses started with review courses in differential and integral calculus, then progressed to linear differential equations, partial differential equations, and La Place Transformations, Stability of Servo Mechanism Systems by use of a Nyquist Diagram, a host of electrical engineering courses, and for submarine officers a course in acoustics an transmission of sound energy in the sea. The professors piled on the home work, especially on Friday and due Monday. Consequently, not much time was left for family life, even on weekends. During the summer between our first and second year, the students were ordered to a navy activity to perform practical work in their field of endeavor. In my case I spent part of the summer at the Naval Ordnance Test Station at China Lake, California. There I was assigned to the Sidewinder Missile program, and became involved in the development of the Sidewinder Air to Air missile. This was to be of great benefit to me later on, although I didn’t know it at the time. When I became a Weapons Officer in the Naval Reserve, my Mobilization Billet was as Sidewinder Project Officer in the Bureau of Weapons. The remainder of the summer I was at the U.S. Naval Air Missile Test Center, Point Mugu, California. On graduating in June of 1957, another round robin of visits to ordnance facilities was ordered. The most beneficial of these to me was ten day spent at the Missile Test Center, Point Mugu. This time was spent entirely on the study of the Regulus I missile. This was fortunate, as I had received orders to report to the USS Barbero (SSG-317), a Regulus I guided missile submarine.
In September another trip across country with kids and dogs was
taken. On August 10th, 1957, I reported on board the Barbero
in Norfolk, Virginia. There I assumed the duties as Guidance Officer,
and later Navigator. As third officer I took on other duties to assist
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After two years at the Naval Post Graduate School in Monterey I reported to the USS Barbero (SSG-317), in Norfolk, Virginia. The large round cylinder tank you see on the deck was a hanger that contained two Regulus Missiles stored back to back. They were stored in this hanger, with their wings folded on a cylinder system that operated on the same system as a colt revolver. You would surface the boat, raise the launching ramp hydraulically, run the missile out on the ramp, fire it, close the hangar door, and submerge to periscope depth. With a lot of practice we were able to do this in three minutes. We had radio control of this missile immediately, and guided it on its set path from periscope depth. Since it was a radio control bird, we could only guide it to our visible horizon, where we would turn it over to another guidance submarine. He in turn would pass it to another submarine. We had a division of six guidance submarines that could pass it along a couple of hundred miles, when it was turned over to and inertial guidance system within the missile. Because of the cold war we spent 22 months of the time I was on this boat deployed. |
To practice we were based on the Naval Air Station at Roosevelt
Roads, Puerto Rico. We would fire and exercise missile from a position
near Saint Thomas in the US Virgin Islands at a designated target
position On reaching this position, I would give the missile a
"Dump" command, which was equivalent to firing it. During the
exercise I had close radio contact with a "chase plane", and
on giving the "Dump" command the chase plane would assume
command of the missile, and land it (exercise missiles had wheels!) at
the Roosevelt roads Naval Air Station. There the exercise missile would
be reworked, and we could pick it us in a couple of days and fire it
again. Several of these exercise missiles we considered old friends, in
that we fired them many times. Other times we fired the missiles off of
the Naval Missile Range, at Wallop’s Island, Virginia. In the Summer of 1957 Barbero deployed on a Nato exercise, to be followed by and Arctic Patrol in Norwegian and Russian Waters. For the Nato phase, Barbero was based at the British Submarine Base at Portland, England. One trip, "To show the flag", was sailing to La Harve, France, from where some of us traveled by train to Paris. The British Navy always assigns a host ship to a visiting foreign naval vessel. That ship is responsible for taking care of your every need, including changing your money to English Pound, when we went to France. We were assigned a British destroyer to be our host. No sooner had we tied along side this ship (her name escapes me now), then a Midshipman came on board with and invitation inviting the wardroom to lunch, "to be served promptly at 1200 hours". In all innocence we trooped across the gangway, leaving only the duty officer on board. Greeting us as we stepped into the wardroom was a Midshipman with a tray of drinks in his hand. You must remember that alcohol is not permitted on board American naval vessels, so one is not prepared to get "snookered" at high noon. We kept waiting for the elusive lunch to be served, but it was soon apparent that the name of the game was to put the Yank under the table. Food was finally served at 3:00 pm., and by that time nobody cared. For the evening meal we would take over steaks and American movies to reciprocate their hospitality. The quickest way to get away from that situation was to take leave and go up to London, which I did. At that time, the exchange rate was highly favorable, so my money went a long way. It was Sunday morning. In making my get away I did not get off Scot free. I crossed over to the British quarterdeck about 0930 to exchange some dollars for pounds. All was quiet as a church mouse topside. When I entered the wardroom one of the wildest parties imaginable was in progress, and right in the middle of the wardro |