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(4.14) | 3 | Shortly after midnight on July 30, 1945, the Navy cruiser USS Indianapolis was torpedoed by a Japanese submarine in the Philippine Sea. The ship had just left the island of Tinian, delivering components of the atomic bomb destined for Hiroshima. As the torpedoes hit, the Indianapolis erupted into a fiery coffin, sinking in less than fifteen minutes and leaving nine hundred crewmen fighting for life in shark-infested waters. They expected a swift, routine rescue, unaware that the Navy high command didn’t even realize that the Indianapolis was missing. Help would not arrive for another five days. Drawn from definitive interviews with key figures, Fatal Voyage recounts the horrific events endured as the number of water-treading survivors dwindled to just 316. Each gruesome day brought more madness and slow death, from explosion-related injuries, dehydration, and, most terrifying of all, shark attacks. But the pain did not end when the men finally returned home: The Indianapolis’s commander, Captain Charles B. McVay III, was court-martialed for causing the clearly unavoidable disaster. With a new afterword chronicling the fifty-five-year campaign by Indianapolis survivors and their supporters to win public vindication for Captain McVay, this classic is restored, along with memories of the Indianapolis crew.… (more) |
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For my dear wife, Florence - who illuminates my life as the moon does the sea. | |
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The two men furtively exchanged glances across the bare, whitewashed courtroom in the Washington Navy Yard, intrigued, it seemed by the irony reflected in each other's eyes. | |
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A resident of New York, he asked, "Where do the Dodgers play?" "In Brooklyn," a voice warbled. Another pause, and Blum riveted his eyes on the man behind the machine gun, realizing that his group might be taken for the enemy. Was he to be killed by his own Navy? He furtively slid into the water, expecting to hear a deadly rattle. But instead, Blum found himself being fished out of the water by the strangers and dragged into their boat, where he rejoined his raftmates. He thanked God, or whoever was running the universe, that none of them had, in their madness, answered "Chicago" or "Philadelphia." The boat then chugged around as the crew searched for other men, and shortly returned to the Bassett with a full load. Blum was the first to set foot on the deck, since he was the only one strong enough to climb the cargo net unassisted. Crewmen ushered him to the bridge, where he found Lieutenant Commander Harold J. Theriault, the ship's captain. Again the question that reflected one of the greatest blunders in American naval history: "What ship are you from?" And again the incredulity when the reply was given. 'How many of you are in the water?" Theriault asked. Blum hesitated. Yes, how many? Were the survivors in his group the only ones? "I don't know," he said. Did he want anything to eat or drink? "Yes," Blum replied, "a big glass of tomato juice." Meanwhile, he was taken to a water fountain and could not stop drinking. But there was still room for the juice. A man then approached him carrying a large bowl. "What's that?" Blum asked. "Hot tomato soup." Hot soup? How often out there in the water had he dreamed of feeling a cold glass of juice trickle down his leather-dry throat. Would a fish drink hot soup? He took the bowl and threw it overboard. "Cold tomato juice, please," he said. He would see to it that this nightmare ended on the proper note. | |
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▾References References to this work on external resources. Wikipedia in English (2)▾Book descriptions Shortly after midnight on July 30, 1945, the Navy cruiser USS Indianapolis was torpedoed by a Japanese submarine in the Philippine Sea. The ship had just left the island of Tinian, delivering components of the atomic bomb destined for Hiroshima. As the torpedoes hit, the Indianapolis erupted into a fiery coffin, sinking in less than fifteen minutes and leaving nine hundred crewmen fighting for life in shark-infested waters. They expected a swift, routine rescue, unaware that the Navy high command didn’t even realize that the Indianapolis was missing. Help would not arrive for another five days. Drawn from definitive interviews with key figures, Fatal Voyage recounts the horrific events endured as the number of water-treading survivors dwindled to just 316. Each gruesome day brought more madness and slow death, from explosion-related injuries, dehydration, and, most terrifying of all, shark attacks. But the pain did not end when the men finally returned home: The Indianapolis’s commander, Captain Charles B. McVay III, was court-martialed for causing the clearly unavoidable disaster. With a new afterword chronicling the fifty-five-year campaign by Indianapolis survivors and their supporters to win public vindication for Captain McVay, this classic is restored, along with memories of the Indianapolis crew. ▾Library descriptions No library descriptions found. ▾LibraryThing members' description
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The Indianapolis made her run, delivered her cargo, and then was ordered to sail on to the Philippines. She departed Tinian. On the night of 30 July, to the west of Guam, she was torpedoed and sunk by a Japanese submarine. For a variety of reasons her failure to appear in the Philippines when expected was overlooked. The end result – of the 1200-man crew approximately 800 made it into the water and then waited for 5 days under a scorching sun in shark infested waters before searchers found and retrieved the 316 who were still alive. Fatal Voyage is the story of the sinking, the bureaucratic mistakes, and the aftermath of the loss of the Indianapolis but primarily it is the grim story of the fate of the 800 men who went into the water on that dark night and the 316 crewmen who were pulled back from the dead five days later.
Author Kurzman does an excellent job of conveying to the reader the horror of the watery ordeal of the Indianapolis survivors. I would recommend this book to anyone with an interest in history of any kind. The book includes maps, photographs, a bibliography, an index and a list of members of the crew – there are asterisks next to the names of those who survived. ( )