Frederick J. Bell
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“Bearing Two Nine Five distance six miles from ----- -----. Attack! Attack!" On the bridge of the Grayson we shook off an overpowering weariness and listened to the PT's as they tore in for the enemy to lash out with torpedoes ("pickles," in PT language). "----- ----- they're headed for you. Cut'em off—cut'em off." "They're headed for the ----- -----. Get in there! What the hell's the matter? " "O.K.—O.K. I've fired my pickles—we got him—I'm getting out of here." "All ----- Close in—Close in." Toward Savo there was a red glow—a sudden blinding flash of flame. ----- had caught a pickle. That was swell. The PT's were in there with everything they had. But their pickles were limited in number. Now the destroyers could go after the enemy with our own tin fish and comparatively heavy guns. Scotty Etheridge”
― Condition Red: Destroyer Action in the South Pacific
― Condition Red: Destroyer Action in the South Pacific
“Perhaps this war will at least have the benefit of molding a uniform foreign policy which will not be in hazard with every change of Administration.”
― Condition Red: Destroyer Action in the South Pacific
― Condition Red: Destroyer Action in the South Pacific
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