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Last week I found myself talking about the Second World War with a co-worker, and somehow the conversation made its way around to a discussion of relatives who served during the war. While I'm two generations removed from World War II, so many members of my grandparents' generation served that I can help feel connected to that conflict.

Only one member of my family died as a result of hostile action during the war. His story is ironic on a couple of levels. He was actually killed prior to the US entry into the war, and today very few people remember his ship or its unfortunate fate.

My mother's brother (my grandmother's brother) was a seaman first-class on the destroyer USS Reuben James (DD-245). In 1941, this ship was assigned convoy escort duty, protecting the supply ships crossing the North Atlantic to the U.K. In the early morning of 31 October 1941, near Iceland, the ship took up a protective position between a ship carrying a cargo of ammunition and a wolfpack of German U-boats. Torpedoed by U-552, the ship's magazine exploded. The ship sank in minutes, taking the majority of its crew (and all of its officers) with it. My grandmother's brother was one of over 100 men killed that morning.

The Reuben James was the first U.S. Naval ship lost to hostile action during the Second World War (though this was not the first attack by U-boats on the U.S. Navy in the North Atlantic). At the time, very few Americans took note of its loss, and even today, few people realize that U.S. ships had been attacked prior to the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor on 07 December 1941.

My great-uncle is memorialized in England at the Cambridge American Cemetery and Memorial, where his name is one of the more than 5,000 names carved on the "Wall of the Missing." Someday, I hope to visit the cemetery to pay my respects.
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Date: 2006-06-13 01:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] antof9.livejournal.com
I like learning about history from real stories. Thanks for sharing this. I'm sorry about your great-uncle, though. How hard that must have been for the family, especially when everyone knows about Dec 7. For some reason, it makes me think of people who died of natural causes on Sep 11, 2001.

My main WWII war-related story is about my great uncle. He had finished his tour of duty and was just waiting around for whatever plane it was that would take him back home. In the interim, another bombing run was being scheduled, and they needed a gunner. He said he'd go up with them. Somehow the heat went out in the section of the plane where he was, and his hands froze onto the gun. His fingers were amputated at the 2nd knuckle on both hands. It's nowhere near the same as dying, and certainly he's got the use of the vast majority of his hands -- more than a lot of survivors of the war can say. But he is the musical uncle, and couldn't play the majority of his instruments when he got back.

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Date: 2006-06-13 02:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] antof9.livejournal.com
I'll be interested to read them :)

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Date: 2006-06-13 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skyring.livejournal.com
I'll bet that's the last time he sticks his hands up for anything!

RQG, I'm sorry I didn't know about the American Cemetery in Cambridge. I was there in April (Cambridge I mean), and there was a memorial at RAF Duxford listing the names of all those Americans who died flying from British airfields, a terribly long list. I left a book there. If I'd known about the American Cemetery, I surely would have gone there.
P.S. did I tell you I bought the Dr. Seuss book on your recommendation?
I know I will. . . .when I see it again. I literally do not see it in the piles of books next to my desk. And I know I just registered it a few nights ago. This is probably not good.

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