1943-1945 Training

Wally's War

Glen Wallace's War Diary 1

Editor's note: These are the pages from Glen's diaries exactly as he wrote them at the time. He has attached comments to add to or explain the entry.

 


Naval Aviation Cadet, Feb. 1943
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13 OCTOBER 1942
Enlisted in Navy V5 Aviation program.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Avenge The Lex!

Enlisted

At the time, I was working at the only civilian job I ever had in my whole life. It was in a war plant where military aircraft parts were made. My job was to push a little cart around loaded with parts for the workers.

There was one station where a pretty girl sat at a desk and inspected parts for flaws. I made it a point to keep her well supplied as I had a serious idea of a serious courtship. Her name was Yvonne Genevieve Evans and I finally got a date by letting her drive my 1939 Plymouth.

The War was not going well and the Navy was pitching hard for pilots. The recruiters got a bunch of us together and said if we would sign up, we would be assigned to "The Black Hawk Squadron" and stay together for the duration of the war. (That was Recruiter BS 'cause it never happened), so we ditty bopped off for Chicago to sign up, but it turned out that I was under weight. Being a cagey kid, I checked in at a hotel, bought a stalk of bananas and proceeded to bulk up. That did the trick and I raised my right hand and swore to go get killed. That's what the


USS Lexington being sunk (Nat'l Archives)
Editor's Note: May 4-8, 1942. The Coral Sea. In this, the first naval battle in history where fleets fought without the opposing ships ever seeing each other, U.S. carrier forces turned back a Japanese attempt to land at Port Moresby. In the battle, the Japanese lost the light carrier Shoho but the U.S. lost the first USS Lexington (CV 2)

Officer who administered the oath said. He also told me all the horror stories he could think of and finally asked what motivated me to enlist. At that time the aircraft carrier, Lexington had just been sunk and big banners were strung across the streets of Chicago with the not so subtle message of "AVENGE THE LEX." So I told the officer that I wanted to become an Aviator to Avenge the Lex . . . and it worked!

 

 

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9 NOVEMBER 1942
Milton,
Wisconsin. Flew Piper Cubs and Aeroncas. Bonnie visited me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

White Christmas

Bonnie

Although her name was Yvonne, I called her Bonnie and it stuck for the rest of her life. This flight training lasted through Christmas, and when she visited, we all gathered around an old piano and sang "White Christmas."

The airplanes were equipped with skis


Bonnie
because the snow and ice was everywhere in that cold Wisconsin area. Back then people got ice from the great lakes and crews would be camped out there sawing out great chunks. This was just too tempting for a recently soloed pilot so I flew down until my skis were on the ice and made a wild run right at the ice cutters . . . pulling up at the last minute. Of course this resulted in a severe tongue lashing back at the base but nothing else.
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7 JANUARY 1942
Finished training.

9 JANUARY 1942
Married in St Louis. Honeymoon trip to Joplin, MO. Left Bonnie there and drove home to pick up orders.

12 JANUARY
Pre Pre-Flight Training at the University in Greencastle, Indiana. Bonnie visited and lost her job.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Anything for the boys in the service . . ."

Secretly Wed

We arrived in St. Louis and stayed the night with my sister and her husband. Next morning we said we were going to do some sightseeing, but instead we went to the Court House to get married. We told the Clerk that I was headed overseas and we wanted to get married right now.

Well, in those days the motto was "Anything for the boys in the service," so a Judge called us into his chambers and performed the ceremony. At the proper moment, he turned to me and said "You may now place the ring on her finger." I told him I didn't have one, to which he replied, "No problem", and took a piece of string out of his desk. I tied it around Bonnie`s finger and that was her wedding ring. When we got back to my sister`s house, she made us sleep in separate beds again that night. Next day we departed for Joplin.

The reason we were so sneaky about the wedding is that the Navy strictly prohibited marriage for Naval Aviation Cadets. The penalty, if caught, was no more flight training. So when we arrived at Joplin, Bonnie took a bus back to Rockford, Illinois and to work while I visited my parents in Poplar Bluff, Missouri.

Left the 1939 Plymouth there and took a bus to Greencastle, Indiana as my orders directed.



1939 Plymouth

Lost her job


Visit from Bonnie

She lost her job because she just took off without permission to visit her new hubby. The training here consisted of 14-hour days studying trigonometry, calculus, and other challenging subjects. Never did figure out how that could help me fly a fighter plane.

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2 FEBRUARY 1943
Finished training.

4 FEBRUARY 1943
Pre Flight - University Iowa City. IA. Bonnie visited three times.

 

 

 

stinky cheese at night . . .

"Boot Camp"

Navy Preflight training was all actually boot camp type stuff. Obstacle courses to be run until you dropped; long hikes, and sports, which included wrestling. As luck would have it I was paired up with a big hairy guy who tied my tall, skinny bod in knots. After a day of that, there were long hours of academic study at night. One memory sticks in my mind: some smart aleck rubbed stinky cheese on the light bulb so that after a while the whole room smelled awful.

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3 MAY 1943
Finished training.

5 MAY 1943
Primary flight training. Olathe, Kansas. Flew N2S Stearmans. Bonnie visited.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

boxcars and Tornados

The Stearman

The Navy N2S Stearman was an open-cockpit, biwing trainer and was often called "The Yellow Peril." This was because it was flown by young hot to trot Naval Aviation Cadets with zero

flight time. After we soloed we became pretty cocky (and probably dangerous), and tried all kinds of crazy stuff . . . such as one young daredevil flying just above


Navy Stearman

a moving freight train and then put the wheels down on top of one of the boxcars. When someone reported seeing a navy plane riding on a train, all hell broke loose at the Base. I don`t remember if the guy was washed out or not.

Once a Kansas tornado visited and next morning the field was littered with crumpled up airplanes. They made a big pile over in one corner. We flew 7 days a week and once a month got a "Cinderella Liberty," (be back by midnight), in Kansas City. Since we wore shoulder boards with one star on each and no stripes, we told everybody we were one-star Admirals.

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27 JULY 1943
Finished. 7 days leave.

 

 

 

Beer and chips

Visited Bonnie

Took a bus to Rockford, Illinois, to visit Bonnie, who was living with her folks. We were wined and dined (read beer and chips), by friends, and her folks had a cookout for us. Back to Olathe,
Kansas, by bus and packed for travel by train to Corpus Christi, Texas.

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8 AUGUST 1943
Corpus Christi Texas. Basic at Cabaniss Field. Flew SNVs. SNJs for instruments at Mainside. Advanced at Kingsville. Bonnie visited. Gave her wedding ring.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our introduction to combat flying . .

They Collided!

When we finished primary training in The N2S Yellow Peril at Olathe, Kansas we headed for Corpus Christi, Texas in a "Cattle Car" type train. With all my worldly goods packed in a Navy issue Valpack suit bag, I arrived and with many other cadets, took a bus for Cabaniss field. The O in C lined us up and marched us to a spot in front of the barracks.

Just as he was about to dismiss us, two SNJs started dog fighting right overhead. We were told to stand at

ease and watch because we would soon be doing that. What a thrill to see those powerful (to us) birds dodging and weaving in a classic

dogfight. THEN IT HAPPENED! They collided head on and started falling in pieces. The Officer quickly called us to attention and marched us to the barracks, and that was our introduction to the finer points of combat flying.

For Gunnery training we had a 30-caliber machine gun synchronized to fire through the propeller arc without hitting the blades. Well, sometimes it did hit the blades and we then came back as a "Whistler" cause the hole in the prop blade made a shrill whistling sound.

Now, about the wedding ring. As previously noted, Bonnie and I were married in St. Louis by a Judge and I tied a string on her finger for the ring. Now I was drawing big pay, $75 per month plus flight pay for a grand total of $125. Wow, filthy rich, so I bought her a wedding band with tiny diamond chips in it. Then she took a bus all the way across country to home in Rockford, Illinois.

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21 DECEMBER 1943
Commissioned and received wings of gold. Orders to Jacksonville, Florida. Spent Christmas night in New Orleans. Arrived Jacksonville 27 December. Flew F4F Wildcats and sent for Bonnie.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

little Wildcat Fighter

Survived New Orleans & F4F

In those days the trains were not the most reliable form of transportation. But it was all we had so we got sidetracked in New Orleans on Christmas Eve. This gave me time to fully explore Bourbon Street and all the sights thereon for the first time for this ole Missouri farm boy. What an experience! Come midnight, I heard church bells and decided to go in and see what was going on. I sat in the back row on the isle and watched the impressive Christmas ceremony. Then back to Bourbon Street till daylight. I almost missed the train.

When Bonnie arrived (by bus) in Jacksonville, we rented a one-room apartment not far from the base, and just to be safe, we got married again on 27 January 1944. The reason for this was that cadets were not supposed to be married before being commissioned. They kicked out my roommate just because of that, so we wanted to get married again for the Navy.

The little Wildcat Fighter was real tricky to handle on the ground due to a very narrow landing gear. On my first take off, the wind got

under one wing and tilted me so that I "Ground Looped," that is, drug a wing on the runway. l taxied back to the ramp where the Instructor hopped up on the wing and said to not get out. He was afraid I would lose my nerve, so he told me what the Admiral said: ..."if we buckled up we could fly one of those suckers into a stone wall and not get hurt." With that I lined her up again and got airborne for the first time in a Navy Fighter. Never mind that these very planes had been used by the Marines in combat and had patched bullet holes in them. Once when I was finishing up a flight at 10,000 feet I decided to make a quick letdown to the field, soo, I pointed her straight down at full throttle and picked up so much speed that the landing gear sheared off. With just one strut holding on I lined up for the runway, the little WAVE in the control tower said, "Sir, your landing gear is dangling so please land in the grass." So I made a belly flop landing and walked away. Back then if a Fighter Pilot didn't have a few crashes, he was just too cautious.

Finally, we were supposed to live in the barracks and not off base, so at night my buddies would make "Bunk Check" for me while I was with my wife in our little one-room apartment.

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3 March 1944
Finished Operational Training

7 March 1944
Glenview, Ill. ( Chicago ) 8 landings aboard USS Sable in F4F

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Side Wheelers

USS Sable and Wolverine

The Sable and theWolverine were two side-wheelers converted to little aircraft carriers. They operated in Lake Michigan in sight of Chicago. They were called

"The Great Lakes Navy." Fledgling Naval Aviators had to make six arrested landings on one of them to qualify for carrier duty. They were narrow and very short with no room to

IX-81 USS Sable - Photo courtesy U. S. Naval and Shipbuilding Museum
store aircraft. I saw an SNJ hanging by the tail over the side of the ship to be offloaded when they returned to

The Greater Buffalo which was converted to the USS Sable- Courtesy U. S. Naval and Shipbuilding Museum
shore. The day for me to do the tail hook bit finally arrived after waiting days for the weather to clear. It was snowing but we went out anyway and did
our thing. Since there weren't many planes airborne that day, I got to make eight landings instead of six. The lake bottom is still littered with Navy planes that didn't make it. In fact there are a couple of them in the

USS-Wolverine

Naval Aviation Museum here in Pensacola.

 

 

 

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18 March 1944
Finished 21 days leave.

8 April 1944
Norfolk, Va

14 April 1944
Atlantic City, NJ. via Washington DC. Joined VF-83 flew Hellcats ( F6F ) Sent for Bonnie and lived at Northfield, NJ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Toonerville" type trolley

The Boardwalk


Atlantic City; Panorama of Beach and Boardwalk from Pier Photo coutesy www.americasstory.com/
We lived in one room of an old 14-room house. It had kitchen and living room privileges. I traveled back and forth to the base in a car pool. Bonnie and I often visited the Boardwalk in Atlantic City via a "Toonerville" type trolley. All our worldly goods fit into suitcases then (and continued to for several years.) I remember we had a "Pool" for the Normandy landing. Pilots would ante up a quarter and write a date on the bulletin board. Somebody won it but I don't remember who. Bonnie and the other wives would take turns cooking dinner. We had a good time flying and socializing. It didn't take much to make young folks happy back then.

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1 July 1944
Ayer, Mass. Bonnie arrived by auto, with other squadron wives and we lived in Ayer. 8 landings aboard USS Mission Bay-1 landing on USS Kassan Bay- 7 landings on USS Prince William.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

F6Fs, SB2Cs, and TBMs

In Hack

This is where the Air Group came together and learned to operate as a unit, F6F Hellcat fighters, SB2C Helldiver dive-


SB2C Helldiver
bombers, and TBM Avenger Torpedo bombers. We practiced bombing with miniature bombs and dry rocket runs on the tower. Once one of those little iron bombs fell off a plane in the landing
pattern and came right through the mess hall roof. Live rocket practice was conducted at Nantucket Island. Once when one of
the Hellcats went bad, the pilot rode back to base sitting on the lap of another pilot. A crazy thing to do, but he didn't want to be deserted on that

F6F Hellcat
barren island. Bonnie and I lived in one room with kitchen privileges and rode bicycles around the countryside, although she was five months pregnant. This is the place where I learned the hard way to be on time! Once the Air Group was scheduled to fly cover for a simulated landing on New York. The entire Air Group was involved and I was supposed to take off on schedule, which was 3 O'clock in the morning.

TBM Torpedo Bomber
In those days metal was scarce so our clock was made of pressed cardboard (except for the gears), and wouldn't you know, it didn't
alarm that fateful morning. I suited up, jumped on my bicycle and peddled furiously the mile to the base just in time to see the last plane take off. The CO and the XO took me by the arms and walked me down the hangar while explaining that the only reason to be late was . . . DEATH (your own personal). Then they put me "In Hack," that is restricted to the base for a week. Whew! Did that ever make an impression on a young Ensign type.
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1 November 1944
Finished and Bonnie and I traveled by train to San Diego

 

 

 

A very pregnant Bonnie

Finished Training!

On 1 November 1944, we finished training! The whole Air Group was put on a long train bound for San Diego, Calif. A very pregnant Bonnie boarded with me to ride as far as St. Louis, where she would stay with my sister. When we arrived there, we both decided to just take a chance and ride on to the West Coast. The squadron pilots called her "Little Mama" and brought her goodies from the dining car.

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7 Nov 1944
San Diego, Calif. Left Bonnie at San Francisco and on . . .

 

I kissed her good bye and

Left Her to Have the Baby

On 7 November 1944, we arrived at San Diego, where I kissed her good bye and left her to have the baby, while I went off to war. Long ago and far away.

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10 Nov 1944
B
oarded USS General Langfitt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

10 November 1944

USS General Langfitt

This was a rusty old tub with very primitive accommodations. For instance the head (toilet) was a long metal trough with boards across it at intervals to sit on. Seawater constantly flowed along and carried out the poo-poo. Some smart aleck thought up the bright idea of wadding up a bunch of toilet paper, setting it on fire, and floating it down the trough. As it would pass under a "sitter," it would do a quick scorch job as it moved along. The yells made in quick succession sounded like a steam calliope.

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16 Nov 1944
Arrived Honolulu, Hawaii.

2 Dec 1944
Inter-Island Steamer to Maui - NAS Puunene- Jimmy born Nov. 29,1944 - Sent Bonnie engagement ring

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Widow Maker landings

Hellcats

Having married her with a string around her finger (a real wedding ring not till four months later), I now went all out and bought her an engagement ring.

At NAS Puunene, we pilots lived in two-story barracks and flew F6F Hellcats. We were a wild and woolly bunch who lived to fly. Once four of us procured a Jeep and

made a tour of the island. Seeing bunches of coconuts hanging from the trees we decided we needed some and

F6F Hellcat

took a run at the tree with the jeep and hit it a hard wallop. All it did was bend the bumper . . . no coconuts. Since we had been issued 38 cal. side arms, we proceeded to use them to shoot down the stubborn nuts. The 38s just made holes in them for the milk to drip out. We gave up and went home. Another interesting thing was the squadron that flew the new FM2 Wildcats. A small, noisy plane that was much faster than the old F4F but nothing else to brag about. So the pilots continually tried to show us Hellcat drivers that they were just as hot as we were. A favorite maneuver of theirs was to do a loop to a landing. It was called a "Widow Maker" landing. This was a real satisfying attention getter until one failed to pull out and augured in just short of the runway.

New rule — No more Widow Maker landings.

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15 Dec 1944
Changed to Corsairs (F4U)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a falling brick . . .

F4U Corsairs

One day the Pentagon decided that our Air Group should have a squadron of fighter-bombers, F4U Corsairs. Very soon after,


F4U Corsair
there appeared a bunch of Corsairs on the flight line, but who was going to fly them? We found out when

the Skipper Selected six "volunteers" to form the new Squadron. I was one of them, and next day we climbed in the cockpit with the Pilot's Manual in hand and checked ourselves out. My first flight in this sleek bird was somewhat memorable. After takeoff and admiring how nice she handled, I noticed a red flag sticking up on each wing. Jeeze, I had forgotten to lock the wings down after unfolding them. Washer cutting time for sure because if they folded in flight I would become a falling brick. Very carefully I made a smooth landing and quickly locked the wings and roared off into the wild blue. I never told anyone about that.

Pilots from the other squadrons were selected to complete the new VBF squadron. They had no experience in fighter tactics and, as a consequence, we lost many of them. In order to see over the long nose of the Corsair, we had to adjust the seat to its highest setting, and that's why I kept busting my long skinny back. Finally, the parachute riggers made a corset of heavy canvas for me and I laced it tightly around my hips to keep my spine straight. It worked pretty well except when we would have to pull many Gs recovering from a dive.

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22 Dec 1944
Made 3 landings on USS Bougainville - 6 landings on CVE Makassar Strait, in a Corsair.

1945

9 JAN 1945
Wedding Anniversary, sent Champagne and flowers to Bonnie.

27 JAN 1945
Hospital

 

 

 

 

 

Bad back

Sick Bay

Short stay in Sick Bay with bad back. Being 6 ft 2 and weighing 135 pounds invited trouble when doing violent maneuvers in fighters.

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14 FEB 1945
Sent Bonnie Birthday Present. Went aboard USS Shangrila at Pearl Harbor and made 2 langings in F4U.


20 FEB 1945
Big party- Valley Isle County Club

 

 

 

many of these great guys were killed . . .

Farewell Party

All pilots were invited to a farewell party as we were going into the war zone next day. Every one got drunk as hooty owls and one of them decided to visit San Francisco. He took a jeep and three other crazy pilots and headed out. When water was up to their necks and the jeep crapped out, he lifted the hood and tried to dry off the distributor cap — under water. Another bunch of throttle jockeys piled into a jeep and headed back to base. Upon arrival they discovered one was missing. He had fallen out unnoticed. They had to drive back along the road until they found him . . . sitting in the middle of it. All too many of these great guys were killed in action.

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21 FEB 1945
Left Maui for Pearl Harbor on inter island steamer - Kailulu. Went aboard CVE 16 - USS Nassau and headed for Guam at 1300 Feb 22.
( CVE USS NASAU #16, )

4 MARCH 1945
Arrived Naval Air Base at Guam 1609.

5 MARCH 1945
Found out I made LTJG on March 1. Met Frank Wallace (my cousin) at Depro field and had lunch.

8 MARCH 1945
Left Guam aboard USS Long Island (what a tub) bound for Ulithi, Island.

9 MARCH 1945
Arrived Ulithi 1215 - Never saw so many ships in all my life. Looks like the entire Pacific Fleet is here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

very primitive!

USS Long Island


USS Long Island — Note these conversions did not include an island structure, They were conned from a bridge located forward under the flight deck. Photo Courtesy US Naval Source
This was one of first aircraft carriers and very primitive! It was used mostly for transport of planes and personnel.

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