Franklin (CV 13) - Naval Cruise Book

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C.Q...fhn.- i-n patient. struggled through wreckage to a nearby repair lot-ken, donned a resent' lneatlier, and with an enieruent-' . l entting onttit was preparing to lwnrn an escape hole in the starlwoa rd side ot' the ship when a blast more terrilie than the others took his lille. lliliree days liner. when search parties made their way down and pumped the water from the blackened. llooded prissageways. the ninte evidence of the gallant. futile tight met their sad ewes. llr. George lfox. and his t'tll'llSl11Cll. calm in death. lay beside the men they had served. Nlen with rescue breathers: Dr. Smith, Lt. Bill J. Xlvhite, hleetrieian llhilipps. Klaehinists Mates Gugliemo. Lapore, lleallister. lliellman. Greitner and others. were stumbling through the heavy smoke on the third deck, hauling un- conscious men from the engineering spaces. They worked for hours and routed at least thirty men safely forward, through a hatch near the deck-edge elevator which had been cleared by Machinist lfde. Lt. Donald A. Gary, who had been violently shaken by the first explosions, seized a rescue breather and started forward from his Repair Party battle station toward the source of the smoke. He found, after mak- ing his way through two shattered compartments, that a solid wall of fire sealed off his path. Smoke growing worse by the minute. he made his way back to the mess hall amidships on the third deck. passing hundreds of rockets and bombs al- ready assembled for use that day and needing only a single explosion to set them all off in a monumental blast. At- tracted by his light dozens of men commenced to gather in , , . hh has ui ...f fill!.fiT.lI..,.!1-m.SH..!i5'v5 337' . ...., .....unn.q... the mess hall. As the compartment hllcd, the doors were dogged down to keep out smoke and opened as others ar- rived. l ive minutes later there was not room to sit down. when the doors were closed for the last time nearly 300 men were trapped in that small compartment. Unexploded bombs, with the hre sweeping nearer, were forwardg aft, a wall of lire blocked olf all escape. As mighty explosions shook the ship men realized their mortal peril and panic shook them. Dr. Fuelling, who was working over a seriously wounded man. calmly addressed them. He told them to rest quietly and conserve the limited supply of air and to prayg he led them in prayer. In the dim light of battle lanterns which would not pene- trate the heavy gray smoke, trapped by hre in a compart- ment beside hundreds of live bombs. men prayed-many for the first time in their lives ve while others read aloud from prayer books. Buried in a compartment near the keel of the ship was the Central Damage Control Station. After the explosions be- gan, the lights flashed red-showing all main magazines to be on fire, erroneously, due to damaged wiring. All commu- nications were out except with the forward repair party, as Lt. Billington, who was on the scene a few moments after the hit, soon discovered. Veteran Chief Electrician Hoffner stood by the boards, clearing damaged circuits by switching them open, while the damage control man fought to contact the repair parties. Wlhen the ship began to list badly and smoke poured in, with all communications out, Central Dam- tv. v , , - ,F -,, . 3 Q .Wy If , , - ' .m mf 4 . f ' t . : ! ,: a 1' .JA-,tw-V 1 f risks. , V 1. , , , V ' .i, ., - ', ,M - !',s.iJf 1 'i ' - , . f . fifvi - - ' n n t l I 4,4 wif . ' A, t m H'4Iff.,1',wf is . ,. -Q7 . ,, ,. .,,.. .. ., ,. ing, . . A. V I f f - .K -- J..--Mfg .,, -, lst ' 'tfivsv 5 The fllzlffl guns on.: Hn: prirlius uwrk into jlrunesg nivn 1111114110 line to Sanitrz Fe

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deck compartments. into the spreading lire moved the men, continuous explosions of every type of ammunition in the catalogue reverbrating around them. Seven big 500-pound bombs and two smaller ones were rolling about on the flight deck, so hot they were painful to the touch. l.t. Comdr. Stone, with helpers like Chief Bull Urndorll. Bill Fowler, Robert Boyd and Jacobs, rolled them over the side. Comdr. Hale stopped one young seaman. who was playing a hose on a big bomb. Just in time-the stream of water was spinning the arming vane and explosion was im- minent. Pilots from Air Group Five fought alongside shipls officers, seamen, and colored mess attendants. At 7:25, hardly twenty minutes after disaster had struck, Admiral Davison conferred with Captain Gehres on the bridge. The Admiral advised the Captain to pass the word to prepare to abandon ship. Flames a hundred feet high were shooting up past the islandg the roar of exploding shells was deafening. A col- umn of smoke rose a mile above the clouds, Perhaps up there the spirits of the brave Lexington, that died in the Coral Sea, and the Yorktown, that perished at Midway. were waiting for the captainis words, bidding him speak. Captain Cehres, a determined commander, told Admiral Davison that if he would provide air and surface support Franklin would be saved. The Miller was signaled to come forward from her position on the starboard quarter. An Admiral's responsibility comes first to his task groupg he must transfer his flag and get on with the war. For an hour the Millar lay under the huge, listing island, her hose- play- ing on the hangar deck fires as the Adrniralis staff was transferred. Urder was coming out of confusiong men forward on the llight and hangar decks had halted the flames. As they fought aft on the hangar deck they by-passed white-hot fires where magesium bombs glowed on the armor plate in thc- ashes of the planes that had borne them. Men below on the second and third decks. or trapped on the hangar deck aft, were making their way to safer zones. Dozens had been blown over the sideg others, hopelessly trapped, were forced to leap over, many without life jackets. For hours little groups struggled to the fantail, where they fought the fires with ev- ery means at their command, leaping into the water only when their position became unbearable. In the shipis hospital ward, beside the smashed chief's quarters, were Dr. Fox and eighteen men, eleven of them patients. The doctor and his seven pharmacists mates fought a brave little battle to save their shipmates and themselves. The ward was intensely hot, from the raging fires aboveg thick smoke was pouring over the port quarter where the sickbay was located. Air was foul, the door tightly closed to keep out the suffocating smoke and the flames. Two small holes in the ship's side, overboard discharge connections leading through the side of the ship, were opened. Hospital Corpsman John Epting and his comrades placed wet towels across the faces of the patientsg the oxygen tent was used until the flasks were empty. Chief Shipfitter Durrance. a . ,,...,., a '41, fflf' flflcl' fire I'IH'lI fIl'l-ll lllllllllf gum' .klllllftl l c' floxm II big' job

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age Control was abandoned. llollincr located an escape trunk which led up to the third deck and helped the men through it, to join the fire-lighting parties forward. lfilCt.'ll'li'l2.llliH male Zeller went up through the hatches. carefully closing each of them behind himwan invaluable service. because it ki-pt tire from the main magazines. located below. Groups of men like Shiplitter lfirst tllass llurd fought fire amidships until their rescue breathers were exhausted. then made their way to the side of the hangar deck and dropped into the water. Hurd had been in the after mess hall when the bombs hit. He broke out a fire hose and wet three hun- dred rockets. rendering them harmless. Then, with rescue breather. he collected and led at least sixty men back to the fantail. Wihen he went back to look for others he found himself trapped by new explosions aft, forcing him to locate an- other escape route. This time he was forced to the hangar deck. where he leaped over the side. For hve hours he floated in the cold water on a raft with Chief Tony Hungaro, sea- man Dennis Kolek, and shipfitter Kirkman, before being picked up by the carrier Hornet of another task group. Many a man like Burd did his valiant deed before he was overwhelmed in the elemental forces of the catastrophe. or was lion-eil ouri' tin' A-iflf-. 'lhii ninnbr-1 ol lil-rote will timer bi- known. With a group on Ihr' liantail, fir-ntry. cliiel boatsmairiis mate. ki-pt all hands lighting lirff until a sf-rif-s of xiolfrnt fr-X. plosionsof'Cl1l'l'er,l.'llliev put Iilf1jafAl4+-i.-- on the wonnrtfgrl ann lowered thein in the water before dropping in tlierri.-f-l'.'es. SCHUIEUI lied Skelton. a gunner, and his buddy were standing side by side. An explosion blew his buddy to liiis and catapulted Skelton into the water. Homer f.ecil. stand- ing in his unlaced shoes, was blown completely out of them and into the sea. Lt. Fitzgerald. assistant engineering oflicer. and dozens of men in separate groups, made their way tr, the safety of the fantail, only to be forced off. Qhief petty ollicers Austin, Sheppard, Gregg, Battickeg seaman liusso. private Kane, barber Antanasoff . . . their number will never be known. Yeoman Brown and Cavello leaped into the wa- ter together. Cavello, who could not swim. had no life jacket. His comrade, Brown, gave him his. Brown was not rescued. And Gunnery sergeant Truax, who, with a handful of Kla- rines, had manned the guns on the fantail to the last, handed his life jacket to a young seaman who could not swim. The sergeant was missing in action. Now. at I-l:f'lU. amid destruction and confusion. Xumber rv-.N :inlet Xx fl -9 f1'PllHfy' ll'0lLIll'fl.'f1 mfuz. is lowered fo destroyer 1'lliCfiTO.1T from fflllfftllif . . . ffzwrvi' TIIHII on this sfufrou rms jorwfl off ship by flnnrws nm! f'.l'llIUSI.UIIS