
At least 5 times this month the ship was ordered to general quarters as enemy planes were spotted. On the 24th, the shore batteries fired at aircraft off and on for 2 1/2 hours.
Source: USS Vestal War Diary, August 1943
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A WWII LST and Rhino Barge Source: WW2HQ |
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USS LST-485, which Vestal also worked on in August 1943 Source: NavSource Online |
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USS Patapsco Source: NavSource Online |
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Arctic Storm Source: Arctic Storm Management Group, LLC |
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USS Zebra in drydock at Espiritu Santo, February 1944 Source: NavSource Online |
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Ulithi Harbor: One of the most powerful naval fleets ever assembled. Source: Historic Wings |
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PC-477 fueling at sea, May 1942 Source: WWII Archives |
Literary experience heals the wound, without undermining the privilege, of individuality. There are mass emotions which heal the wound; but they destroy the privilege. In them our separate selves are pooled and we sink back into sub-individuality. But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like a night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see. Here, as in worship, in love, in moral action, and in knowing, I transcend myself; and am never more myself than when I do.C. S. Lewis
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USS Celeno while being overhauled at Mare Island, November 1943 Source: NavSource Online |
Robert Southey (1774-1843) My days among the Dead are past
Around me I behold,
Where'er these casual eyes are cast,
The mighty minds of old:
My never-failing friends are they,
With whom I converse day by day.
With them I take delight in weal,
And seek relief in woe;
And while I understand and feel
How much to them I owe,
My cheeks have often been bedew'd
With tears of thoughtful gratitude.My thoughts are with the Dead; with them
I live in long-past years,
Their virtues love, their faults condemn,
Partake their hopes and fears;
And from their lessons seek and find
Instruction with an humble mind.
My hopes are with the Dead; anon
My place with them will be,
And I with them shall travel on
Through all Futurity;
Yet leaving here a name, I trust,
That will not perish in the dust.