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Nisei – part 3 Nisei ROTC in Hawaii
On 7 December 1941, the UH ROTC Regiment over 600 strong was called out over the radio to report to duty. We reported to the ROTC Armory, which is that little wooden building now standing at the end of Sinclair Library parking lot. We were greeted by the sight of Sgt. Ward and Sgt. Hogan feverishly inserting firing pins into Springfield .03 rifles. I reported to my unit, Company “B”, 1st Battalion, commanded by Captain Nolle Smith. We were issued a clip of 5 bullets with our rifles.
It was reported that Japanese paratroopers had landed on St. Louis Heights. Our first order was to deploy down across Manoa Stream where Kanewai Park now stands and to prevent the enemy from advancing into the city. We were crouched down among the koa bushes for long hours in the hot sun, waiting for the enemy which never showed up. This turned out to be just another one of the many hysterical rumors that spread across Honolulu that day.
During those few hours of service, we had no military status or standing, federal or territorial. We were just University ROTC boys heeding our country’s desperate call to arms. For our participation in “the campaign for St. Louis Heights,” many years later in 1977, the University ROTC was awarded with a battle streamer distinguishing it as the first and only ROTC unit in the United States to engage in active war service during World War II!
On the afternoon of December 7, 1941, the University ROTC unit was converted into the Hawaii Territorial Guard and we were trucked down to the National Guard Armory where our State Capitol now stands. We were issued those pie-plate tin helmets and gas masks and immediately assigned to guard Lolani Palace, the Courthouse, Hawaiian Electric, Mutual Telephone, and Board of Water Supply, and all other government buildings and utilities all over the city. Company B was headquartered in the Dole Pineapple building and assigned to guard the Iwilei industrial district and the waterfront and to defend against a Japanese invasion attack. Just imagine the pitiful sight of a greenhorn teenage soldier who never fired a gun crouched behind a sandbagged emplacement at Pier 10 defending against a Japanese invasion of Honolulu Harbor with a measly 30 caliber rifle and five bullets. Mercifully and thankfully, the enemy never invaded! But the important thing was that we had responded to the call, we were proud to wear the American uniform, and we were serving our country in its direst hour of need!
We served for six weeks after Pearl Harbor, but by January 19, 1942, the high brass in Pentagon had discovered to its horror that the city of Honolulu was being defended by hundreds of Japs in American uniforms! It should be mentioned here that over 75% of the HTG guardsmen were men of Japanese ancestry. The order came down that all HTG guardsmen of Japanese ancestry were discharged. If they had dropped a bomb in our midst. it couldn’t have been more devastating. That blow of being rejected by your own country only because of your name, your face, and your race, was far worse than Pearl Harbor itself. Every Nisei who suffered that indignity will attest to the fact that that rejection was absolutely the lowest point in our long lives!
7 Who Gave Their All
We could do nothing else but return to the University. But books and classrooms made no sense, when our country was crying for military and defense manpower, and yet we were distrusted, unwanted, useless. But within a week’s time, Hung Wai Ching, who was then Executive Secretary of the Atherton YMCA near the UH campus, met with a group of the discharged Nisei, and soon inspired and convinced them why not offer themselves as a labor battalion. His key pitch was “So they don’t trust you with a gun. Wouldn’t they trust you with picks and shovels?” By February 25, 1942, a petition signed by 169 University students offering their services as a labor battalion was accepted by the Military Governor.
This group known as the “Varsity Victory Volunteers” was assigned to the 34th Combat Engineers Regiment at Schofield Barracks performing vital defense work on Oahu. For the next 11 months, they dug ammunition pits, built secondary mountain roads, repaired bridges and culverts, built warehouses and field housing. and operated the rock quarry. One day in December, 1942, Secretary of War John McCloy, making a field inspection of Oahu defenses, witnessed the VVV Quarry Gang operating the quarry up at Kolekole Pass, and was told the story of the VVV by his escort, Hung Wai Ching. By some coincidence or otherwise, just a month later in January, 1943, the War Department announced its decision to form an all-Nisei combat team and issued a call for volunteers. On January 30, 1943, members of the VVV voted to disband so they could volunteer for the 442nd Combat Team. Most of the men were accepted and served the duration of the war with the 442nd, and also with the Military Intelligence Service. The rest is well known history.
Editors note: The words above were delivered on 3 December 2001, at the U.S.S. Arizona Memorial Visitor’s Center as part of the 60th Anniversary remembrance of the Dec. 7th 1941 attack on Pearl Harbor.
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Farewell Salutes –
Allen Bradley – Dillon, MT; US Army, WWII & Korea, 82 Airborne Division
Jack Crawford – Phoenix City, AL; US Army, WWII, Purple Heart
Grant Ichikawa – Suison Valley, CA; US Army, PTO, MIS’er, Lt.,/ Korea / CIA
Trevor Joseph – Collierville, TN; US Army, Afghanistan, 1/5th Aviation Regiment, “Cajun Dustoff” MEDEVAC, Major, KIA Fort Polk
Shiro Kashino – Seattle, WA; US Army, WWII, ETO, 442nd Regimental Combat Team
John L. Keenan – Brooklyn, NY; US Army, WWII, ETO / NYPD, “Son of Sam” Task Force Cmdr.
Michael Meehan – brn: IRE/Edison, NJ; US Army, Occupation, 25th Infantry Signal Co./11th Airborne Division
Kelly Richards – Grayling, MI; US Army, SSgt., medic, Iraq & Afghanistan, KIA
Ephrain “Hank” Royfe – Philadelphia, PA; US Army, WWII, PTO, translator
William Tinker – Caney, KS; US Army Air Corps, WWII
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First-Hand Account – corpsman
James F. Anderson
Hospital corpsman, USS Solace
James Anderson of Fort Worth, Texas was aboard the USS Solace looking out across the bay on 7 December as he awaited a liberty boat to take him to shore as 5 planes flew overhead. He spotted the red balls on the wings, “My God, those are Japanese. Let’s get this damn hatch shut!, he said. “Normally it took an electric winch to pull it shut. How 3 of us did it I’ll never know.”
“I remember very clearly what looked like a dive-bomber coming in over the Arizona and dropping a bomb. It rose out of the water and settled. I could see flames, fire and smoke…and I saw 2 men flying in the air…and screaming as they went. Then we went into the ward and checked everything and made ready for patients to arrive. Four of us set to with plaster-of-Paris.
“At this point, the Japanese planes were coming in alongside us… We could look straight into the cockpits and see the pilots as they went by us. Almost immediately we started getting casualties…only one of the men could tell us his name. He did not have a stitch of clothing on. The only thing left was a web belt with his chief’s buckle, his Chief-master-at-arms badge and the letters ‘USS Nevada.’ He survived…
“We were using tannic acid for the burns… All we could do for these poor fellows was to give them morphine and pour the tannic acid over them. We were making it from tea, boiling it up as strong as we could get it and bringing it straight to the ward from the galley.
“I think we must have gone through 48 hours without any sleep – all spent tending to our patients. There was so much adrenalin pumped into the body, a person couldn’t sleep… I got to the point I was staggering around… Nobody ever thought of asking for relief.”
James Anderson made his career as an enlisted man and continued his service until his retirement in 1960 when he returned to Texas.
This story was taken and condensed from, “The Pacific War Remembered” edited by John T. Mason Jr. and published by the Naval Institute Press, Annapolis, MD. Photos are courtesy of the USS Solace website.
TO SEE WHAT THESE MEN ACTUALLY WITNESSED – Fellow blogger, Koji was kind enough to send a link for us to do just that – watch the short video from – the Naval History $ Heritage
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Farewell Salutes –
Walter Bailey – Jupiter, FL; US Army, WWII & Korea, Major (Ret. 25 years)
Irene Brainerd – Prairie Village, MO; US Army WACS, WWII, Quartermaster Corps
Harvey A. Chesley, Sr. – Clinton, ME; USMC, Vietnam
Gordon Conquergood – Toronto, CAN; RC Army, WWII
Richard Haas – Freeport, IL; US Army, Korea
Kenneth Irving Sr. – Clinton, ME; USMC, Korea
Michael Martin – Palm Bch Gardens, FL; US Army, WWII
Theodore Perry – Petaluma, CA; US Army, Rangers, Sgt.
Mark Priestly – Masterton, NZ; RNZ Navy # E746216
Fred Schrager – Brooklyn & Miami; US Army, WWII, POW, Silver Star, Bronze Star, Purple Heart
Charles (Bud) Willis – Bastrop, LA; US Army, Vietnam
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Eroni Kumana – Obituary
One of the Solomon Islands scouts who assisted in the rescue of the PT-109 crew passed away exactly 71 years after JFK’s boat was rammed while in the Pacific. Mr. Kumana was 96 years old. Kumana and fellow scout Biuku Gasa had discovered the Naval crew on Naru and Olasana islands.
A more complete story of this event will be posted when this series reaches August 1943.
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Eye-witness Account
Victor E. Stefl
Seaman, US Navy
In the fall of 1941, I was a 19 year-old seaman not long out of the “Great Lakes” school (the US Navy boot camp). My first assignment was aboard the USS Case, a Mahan-class destroyer commissioned in Boston in 1936. We had sailed south from Pearl Harbor in November, toward New Zealand, then north again, crossing back and forth over the international dateline.
A few weeks later, as we returned to port, we were informed we would not be dry-docking. The USS Shaw, we were told, had collided with another ship and would be occupying our ships space. So we moored in a destroyer nest next the USS Whitney, (a destroyer tender), breaking down our main guns and performing general maintenance – – this was the condition of our ship when the Japanese showed up.
On the morning of 7 December, most of the officers were ashore. I was lying in my bunk reading and looking forward to a quiet Sunday breakfast. I heard an explosion, then several others. I remember wondering who the heck was taking target practice on a Sunday. Then one of my crewmates ran in and yelled, “Stef, get out of bed, the Japs are here?”
I was getting ready to tell him he was crazy when general quarters sounded. I ran to my station and realized the gun I was assigned had been broken down for maintenance. We scrambled to ready the 50 cals and gather ammunition. Our officer of the deck, an ensign named Beard, had to break into the ammo locker because no one could locate a key.
We returned fire as soon as we could, but were limited as to when we could shoot. If we fired on the Japanese aircraft as they leveled out for their torpedo runs we would be shooting across the harbor at our own men; so we had to wait for them to dive down before their runs or until they climbed out afterward. Usually the Japanese turned toward the destroyers and strafed the hell out of us. As the Japanese pilots flew between the masts they smiled and waved at us. Obviously, that angered us.
During the attack a number of the crew were busy putting our main guns back together and making preparations for getting underway. Many of my crewmates were trying to catch rides back to the ship on small transports; others simply swam. We managed to down a few of the Japanese planes but not before they had inflicted heavy damage on the battleships. After the attack was over, we threw all non-essential items overboard and took on fuel, food, water and ammunition. When we got underway we cleared the harbor and depth charged an enemy sub.
Later on, we heard that the Shaw, sitting in our docking space had taken a direct hit. I couldn’t help but think that it could have been us. When night fell we darkened the ship and patrolled around Ford Island waiting for the Japanese to return. That night was one of the scariest in my life. At times we heard screams of wounded men trapped in the wreckage. The only lights in the harbor were fires, which sometimes revealed bodies floating in the water.
Then, there were moments of almost complete silence, when the only sound we heard was the low hum of our ships in the harbor. At such times we looked at each other and wondered just what the hell had we gotten into. After 9 p.m., once we had been ordered to stand down, we spotted planes coming in over the harbor. We opened up on them until the skipper ordered us to cease. The Marines didn’t get the message and shot them down. It turns out that those planes were American bombers scheduled to be delivered to the Army Air Force. The rest of the night we circled the island and kept our eyes on the sky.
Victor Stefl was from Farmington Hills, Michigan. He passed away October 2012 at the age of 90.
This story was taken directly from the ‘History Channel Magazine’ Jan/Feb 2013. Images from the Stefl Family collection and US Naval History
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For a realistic view of Pearl Harbor, Mustang Koji supplied this video of footage, Click Here.
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Beetle Bailey – he knows how to keep things Top Secret!!
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Farewell Salutes –
Keith Bosley – Sydney, Aus.; RA Air Force, Vietnam
Rudolph Dansby Jr.; WPalm Beach, FL, US Navy (Ret. 21 years)
Frank Fee – Harlan, KY; US Army, Sgt., Korea
Cyril Goetten – Jerseyville, IL; US Army, WWII
Christine Hartigan – Mission, KS; US Air Force, nurse, Captain, Vietnam
Alistair McLaggan – Forest Hill, NZ; Argyle & South Highlanders, WWII
John Sadeir – Edmonton, Can; RC Air Force, pilot, WWII (Ret)
Richard Ward – Oro Valley, AZ; USMC, F-4 Black Knights
Larry Zoski – Bartiesville, OK; US Army, Sgt. Vietnam, 2nd Batt/9th Inf.Div/4th Field Artillery
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War Warnings (2)

Political cartoon of the times_____
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Farewell Salutes –
Ivan Billcliff – Hamilton, NZ ; RNZ Air Force # 411147, Cpl, WWII
Gene Cross – Belle Glade, FL; Civilian employee of Fort Benning, GA, WWII
William Finlayson – British Columbia, Can; RC Air Force, WWII, tail gunner
Cal Hale – Glendale, AZ; US Army,Sgt. Major, 3 tours Vietnam, Bronze Star
David Johnson – Tolland, CA; USMC, Cpl, Vietnam, 3 Purple Hearts
Jim McDonald – Kennesaw, GA; US Army, WWII
Charles Pernice, Orange, CA; US Army Air Corps, WWII & Korea, Flt. engineer & gunner on B-29s
Thomas Richards – Virginia Bch, VA; USMC, Lt.Col., Vietnam
Donald Wolf – Wood River, IL; US Navy, WWII
Andrew Zamora – Seal Beach, CA; US Army, Korea, 187th RCT
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