William L. Wilmoth, USN (Ret), My Navy Career 1944 - 1965
Born the 2nd
of February 1927, in the town of Bradford, Pennsylvania (McKean Co.), I lived
at 27 School St., until I was six. We
moved to Eddyville, NY in 1936, and resided there until the late 30s. Then after both grandparents passed away in
1941, we moved to the little town of Cattaraugus, NY where I attended school
until 1943, when I quit school and left for an NYA (National Youth Association)
school in Newburg, NY. After that I
worked for several months at the Jamestown Municipal Airport for a Mr. Skelton
(Skelly). I believe his first name was
“Warren”.
USS
Pasadena
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USS
Wyoming
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USS Pasadena USS Wyoming
Next, what
we’d all been waiting for, the commissioning at Boston Navy Yard of our own new
ship, the light cruiser (last of the Cleveland-class) USS Pasadena
(CL-65). Our first commanding officer
was Captain Tuggle. (Towards the end of the war, Captain Tuggle was promoted to
Commodore) We were assigned to Task
Force 58.1 and were in seven major battles including the 2nd Battle
of Leyte Gulf, Tacloban, Manila, Iwo Jima, Okinawa and more. Also went through the 1945 typhoon in the
China Sea. Talk about scared. We were present at the signing of the Peace
Treaty with Japan in Tokyo Bay on September 2nd, 1945.
Shortly
thereafter, I volunteered to help set up Port Director Services in Yokosuka,
Japan. Upon returning to the Pasadena, I
found a new set of orders to LCS-122, Flotilla #4, running liberty party’s from
Yokosuka to Yokohama and Tokyo. After a
couple months of that, I found myself with enough “points” to return to “Uncle
Sugar” (stateside). So, saying goodbye
to my wartime buddies, I entrained to Tachakawa Air Force Base when I caught a
Super-Connie (Constellation) back stateside and 30 days leave. Returning then to Camp Shoemaker, near
Pleasanton, California, after a three week stay, I was awakened early one
morning, 0330, and told to grab my sea bag and get on the bus waiting outside
the building. After heading north, we
arrived at the oldest Naval Base on the west coast, Mare Island, Naval Ship
Yard. At the piers, I saw my old ship
the Pasadena to the right and some of my old friends in the V division. They hollered at me, “Hey, Bill, where are
you going?”
To which I replied, “Damned if I know!”
W. Wilmoth
To my left was the amphibious
command ship USS Mt McKinley (AGC-7).
After reporting aboard and checking in, we saw quite a number of the old
ships we’d been with in World War II, such as the cruisers Pensacola and Salt
Lake. We all became part of a non-war
convoy. Three days out at sea, Admiral
W. H. P. Blandy informed us that we had just volunteered to be part of
“Operation Crossroads” (in short, to be guinea pigs in the atomic bomb tests at
Bikini Atoll in the South Pacific).
(To be continued!)
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