Preface:
These are the experiences of Fay Millward, who was the Navy photographer on the Enola Gay. I have known him for many years and heard him tell his experiences during WWII. He photographed the assembly of both bombs and took the official photos of the dropping of both bombs. For two years I have traveled with Fay and recorded his lectures. He died 7 March 2000 of an accidental fall. This is the compilation of his lectures and experiences.
Gary R. Saville
1447 Marguerite
Pocatello, ID. 83201
My name is Fay Millward, I was the Navy photographer who was there as the atomic bombs were assembled and flew in the planes that dropped the bombs. This is my story.
My early days in the Navy
I went into the Navy the spring of 1944 and was sent to Farragut Idaho for boot camp. We were stationed on the banks of Lake Pend Oreille. The lake was frozen over during our stay there. We did all of our seaman ship work on the banks of the lake. After graduating out of Boot Camp, I was sent
to Pensacola, Florida to Whetting Air Field to photographic school. At that time I didn't even own a box brownie camera. I knew nothing about photography. I had worked for a movie theater operating the movie projector before I went into the Navy. So in the service's eyes, that made me a good photographer. We spent 4 1/2 months in Florida. We were taught still photography motion picture photography, portrait photography, and aerial photography. Each one of these skills played an important part in my life experience.
We graduated out of photography school and a group of us was sent to San Diego. We milled around San Diego for two weeks waiting for an assignment. I was fmally assigned to a group over in Guam doing reconnaissance work.
They assigned us the job of mapping and taking reconnaissance of ail the islands from the Philippines to Japan. We were using B-24 Bombers, old war weary bombers that had come over from Europe. They had been modified for us to use aerial cameras in the bomb bay area. All the armaments were taken off the plane because we were non-combatants. They said the Japanese would not shot at us because we were just taking pictures. We were on the job for about 2 1/2 months, when our assignment changed. We followed the bombers into the islands and toward the island of Japan. They were bombing the area and these old B-24 had a rough time keeping up with the bigger B-29.
My first plane crash
We were on a bombing run over the island of Okinawa. The old B-24 we were in took a direct hit in one of the engines. We turned around and headed back to Guam. The other engine on the same side started heating up, so the pilot feathers it. We couldn't fly with the two engines out on the same side of the plane. Our pilot was as smart as the rest of us. He said," We will bail out when we get down to 2500 feet". We first kicked out our life rat~ out the plane hatch. Next I got myself out of the plane. As I left the plane, I realized I had made a terrible mistake. In our survival training classes we were taught that you were supposed to put your harness under your sheep skins( a one piece jump suit lined in sheep skin for warmth). When you got ready to bail out you were supposed to kick off the sheepskins. I put my harness over my sheepskins and when the man said bail out I attached my chest parachute and went out the side hatch. I got thinking on the way down how am I going to get out of the these sheep skins with the harness on top of them. They are going to drag me down when they get wet. When I hit the water it seemed like I went down 1200 feet. My May West life preserver was also under my sheepskins. Some how I got my jacket off and my May West inflated, and then I started for the surface. I fmally kicked off my sheepskins pants and boots. I figure those wet sheepskins added 300 pounds to my weight. I was in the water for 18 hours before a PBY (amphibious aircraft) came in and rescued the group.
We lost five of the nine men who were on the plane. They took us back to Guam, and we spent some
time in the hospital.
My second plane crash
We were placed back on active duty. Two weeks later we made a bombing raid into Japan. I don't remember whether it was Yokohama or Tokyo where the bomb strike was. We were over Japan, and we took a direct hit on an engine on the other side of the plane. We immediately turned and headed back to Guam, which was the closest base. We were 500 miles out from Japan and we lost another engine on the same side. The pilot said," We will not bail out". This is a heavy built plane so we will ditch it in the ocean. You should have two or three minutes to get out of the plane after we hit the water.
Well someone told him a big story and he probably was dreaming like I was when they told me how to put on that parachute harness. When we hit the water the right wing tore off and about mid section the tail assembly tore off. We had only 20 seconds to get out of that plane before it went down. We got into the life raft and discovered it had a hole in it. One of us had to sit with our hand in the hole to keep it closed and some one else had to operate the hand pump to keep the life raft inflated. We were in the water about 14 hours before they fmally found us. We lost four men on that trip.
We got back to Guam. When I got out of the hospital I went to my Skipper and told him I wanted a transfer. I have ditched twice, and I don't think there is a third time. He agreed with me and said;" I will see what I can do." About 4:00 in the morning I was awakened in my tent and told to get all my gear together. I was being transferred. I was sure it was back to the states, to be an instructor in photography or something.
They put me aboard a little B-25. The pilot seemed to think that you shouldn't get up any higher than 50 ff over the water. We flew to Manila. When we landed at the airport just out of Manila the Japanese had sent a bomber group in and they were bombing the airport. I just got out of the plane as they flew over. That was the first time I ever heard a bomb go off. I found out they were noisy and did a lot of damage. I almost dug a hole underneath the wheels on the plane trying to find protection. No one was injured on that bomb run.
Combat photo team
We were grouped together, and I was assigned to a combat photo team. We had 17 men in the group including a photographic officer. I had been in the group for two weeks when our officer was killed. Our new officer was low man on the totem pole. He had just come out of officer training, when we finally got rid of him, he had become a full Colonel. He knew nothing about photography, and didn't pretend to know anything, but he was a good scrounger, and was a hustler all the time looking for stuff to steal or trade for.
My first job with this photographic group, we were sent back into the jungle off a little town in the Philippines. We were looking for Japanese who had not surrendered yet. We had an interpreter with us, in case we found any Japanese, to talk to them and get them to surrender.
We were out about six weeks. Every one got real sick of K-rations. To give us a variety we would eat our breakfast rations at dinner and dinner at breakfast. We didn't see any Japanese but walked a whole lot. When we ran out of food our leader thought it was time to turn back. It took us three days to walk back to where our group was bivouacked.
Our second day out we were on our little patrol, I was carrying a motion picture camera, 35 mm still camera, and a combat Kodak and enough film to last a month and a half. We were walking down a little trail and all of a sudden everyone disappeared. I looked around and could not find anybody. I didn't dare move because there could be Japanese in the area. Finally I sat down on a coconut log. Just as I lit up a cigarette some one taped me on the shoulder. It was our sergeant. He said," Let me tell you something. You pick out which camera you want and the film you need for it. You get rid of the rest of it. You are making a lot of noise. You sound just like a walking machine shop as we walk down the trail. That is the reason we all disappeared." He said," If I ever catch you smoking a cigarette by your self you will have to answer to me." He was a big bruiser. That is when I quit smoking right there. He said, The Japanese could probably smell that smoke for a mile".
I had another incident that happened that I regretted. We pulled into an army camp and they were at chow line. I got into line with the rest of the men. I got my mess kit and my canteen cup. Just before you were served, there was a big vat of milk with ice floating in it. I filled that canteen cup and went over and got the rest of the meal. When I sat down I drank half of that milk before I tasted it. It was powdered milk, and tasted terrible I got so sick, that I didn't eat anything else that day.
I had a beard down to my collar. I kept it swept up in a handle bar moustache. I was real proud of it.
When we got back to the place we were bivouacked, I was sent with an evasion group. I photographed four invasions: the island of Iwo Jima, Hiegiuna, Kita Chichegima, and Okinawa. The islands of Iwo Jima and Okinawa were bad. The other two islands Hiegima and Chichegima were small islands and there were very few Japanese on these islands. When we got to Okinawa and there were probably 200-300 thousand GIs either on the island or getting on the island. I went in on the third day with a group of infantry.
We lost, if I remember right, about 50 thousand GIs. I know that after the fourth or fifth day I was assigned to death and registration. One time we had 9 thousand bodies laid out on the beach waiting to be taken aboard the ship and taken to the island at the Philippines. Some of those body bags had been there for a few days and the air was a little rank. At the island of Okinawa we sat around our little 17-man group waiting for what ever. We knew that our next assignment was going to be the invasion of Japan. The first times that I had been over the island of Japan. I saw that they had a lot of anti-aircraft guns and aircraft and a Jot of armament. I think it surrounded the island. We knew that it was going to be rough. You could look out from the island of Okinawa for as far as you can see all around the island were ships anchored waiting for the invasion of Japan.
I would say that there were 350 to 400 thousand men more than the men still living on the island.
We would have a pretty good invasion force.
Special assignment
One morning my photographic officer walked in and said, "How would you like to go on a special assignment?" I said, "As long as it is not toward Japan". "No it isn't" you are going to the island at Tinian." He said, "I don't know what you are going to do, but it is a special assignment and said that you will have to have another man with you who is experienced in motion picture photography. I knew this friend of mine, whose name was Herbert LaMay (we called him Herby), he was well versed in photography. I asked him if he wanted to go on this assignment with me. He said which direction. I said Tinian. He jumped at the chance. We went into tell our photographic officer. The next morning at three o'clock (I don't know why everything had to happen at 4 o'clock in the morning), we were put aboard a plane and flown to Tinian. Now the island of Tinian is roughly 11 miles long and probable at the widest part 4 1/2 miles wide. Just a coral strip that is all it was. It was one of the first islands that we took back from the Japanese. They had put a big runway on it. We got there in the afternoon. There was an officer with two MP's waiting for the plane. They immediately scheduled us and took us to a two story barracks that would house about 130 people to a floor. We were put on the top floor, all by ourselves. The MP's shut the door and locked it when we walked in. We messed around there until 8:00 pm. As it got evening we were getting a little hungry. We hadn't eaten since breakfast. Finally we banged on the door no one came. We opened the window and yelled for some one to come and get us out. A Marine Major came over and opened the door and escorted us to the officer's mess. We had a chicken dinner. Then we were taken back to the barracks, up the stairs and locked in again. About 10 o'clock the next morning, they came in and took us over to get our chow. Then different security organizations, the FBI and others started to talk to us. They told us what would happen to us if we told what we had seen or what we were doing. We didn't know even why we were there. That went on all day. The next day we were taken over to a very large building. We soon learned this is where they were assembling what they called the atomic bombs.
Assembling the atomic bombs.
The building was about the size of a gym, a brick building. The walls were about 2 1/2 feet thick. To enter the building you went in a room and sat around for 15 minutes so the humidity would get out of your clothes, then you went into another room and waited another 15 minutes for more humidity to get out of your clothes. There, in the center of the building on the floor was where they were assembling the first atomic bomb. It was called "The Little Fat Boy". (The bomb that was dropped over Hiroshima). It weighed about 5 tons. They had started working on this one before we had got there. There was stuff scattered all over the place. A fellow came over to us and introduced himself as one of the scientists. We were told how we were to photograph the process. He said, "Up there is a cat walk and on it is two movie cameras one on each side". Bell and Howell built the special cameras. The government spent something like $75000 a piece for them. They were battery operated. They held 2000 feet of film. We were using xlOOO speed film. The film was very expensive at that time about $2.00 a foot. There was not much light only the overhead lights. It was very hot and humid in there.
When we got up on the catwalk, we looked the equipment over. The camera was preset looking down on the assemble area. We shot everything inside the compound. 2000 feet of film took about 4 hours to shoot. As soon as your camera was empty, the bell would ring and the other cameras would start by its self. All we had to do was to sit there and put in a new load of film Immediately after each reel was shot it was taken by a security guard, and, in two hours, it was on it way to Kodak in Hawaii for processing. We did this all day.
In the assembly area they had tables all around with blue prints on them. They were building from scratch. The bomb sat right in the center of the building. The first bomb, which was called the Little Fat Boy, was about 9 feet long and about 4 feet in diameter. The actual bomb itself, inside the housing, was 3 1/2 around and bell shaped. There was a piece ofu235 in a solid Chrome canister in the center. rt weighted 110 pounds. This sat fight in the middle of the bell with the explosive built all the way around. The explosive was in octagon shapes. All pieces fit and followed the bell. The explosive caused the detonation that would separate the atoms, which would cause the big explosion.
We were in there for six hours. Then we had a break when we could go outside the building. The building was all fenced off with guards standing outside the fence. At Tinian, there were about 150 planes and a force that goes with that many bombers. No one had any idea what this building was. The building was surrounded with wire and guards with machine guns 24 hours a day. Once we got into the compound we never left it.
By the time we got there, they were pretty well along. There was a lot of trial and error. Little things would go wrong. They would tear it down and put it together again. They started on the second bomb called Fat Man, which made the first bomb obsolete before it was ever dropped. Because the second bomb used different material, it was so much greater and weighed about over 9 tons. The first bomb weighed 4 1/2 tons.
Once we were in the assembly compound we were not allowed to leave. They had living quarters and everything else. We would load our camera and sack out while the other camera was running. Then watch our camera while it was running.
It took five weeks to assemble the second bomb. This Little Boy was an atomic bomb, and the Fat Man was a plutonium bomb. When we got the first bomb finished, they took it to a paint area and sprayed a plastic yellow color all over the bomb to keep out the humidity. After it was painted they had the whole group come out. Anyone who had worked on the bomb signed cute sayings on the bomb to Tokyo.
Then they finished the second bomb. We finished the 5th day of August. Now our job was done. We had a big party that night.
The Enola Gay
About 2:30 in the morning a Marine Major awakened LeMay and I, he had us get our gear together. We thought he meant pack the stuff we brought with us. So we filled our sea bags and went down to be taken to the airport. When he saw us he said where is your flight gear and your camera. We told him every night we had to turn in our cameras while we were taking pictures of the assembly. He got a piece of paper out and said you would need a hand held aerial camera a motion picture camera and the film to go with these. We had to go and awaken the man at the supply depot. He went over with us and got us an aerial camera. The aerial camera had a handle on each side and a trigger on the right hand side. We took enough film with us that we could have stayed aboard the plane for a month before we had to come down.
We went from the supply depot over to the chow hall where there we met Lt Colonel Tibbets who was the pilot of the first plane, the Enola Gay. (Note - The air base at Wendover, Utah was built for one purpose, which was to train these pilots on the B-29 to drop the bomb. As soon as the first bomb was dropped, they closed the base down).
We went to the plane and Lt Colonel Tibbets pulled LeMay and myself aside. He said that one of you is going to use the hand held aerial camera out of mid-hatch of the plane. The other one would be in the tail gunner position shooting motion pictures. Well, LeMay and I flipped a coin to see who was going to hang outside the plane shooting pictures. I won and moved to the tail gunner position.
Early in the morning of August 6, 1945, we took off. When we got to ninety miles off the coast of Japan, Tibbets got on the hom and told us that they were livening the bomb. He said "This thing will explode 1,600 feet above the ground. You better start to pray that there isn't some thing 1,600 hundred feet below us." We were flying at 35,000 feet and at the time we were on oxygen. It was probably 35 below zero in that plane. They had not come out with a heating system in the cabin yet. We were all wearing our sheepskins.
When we were over Hiroshima, we made a pass through the town turned around and came back through. The bombardier let us know the bomb was away. I did know that LeMay was leaning out in that slipstream doing 300 miles an hour holding this camera. I was real comfortable in the tail gunner's position. It took about 3 or 4 seconds for the bomb to detonate. It detonated at 1,600 feet above the ground. After we dropped the bomb I was sitting in the tail shooting as many pictures as I could. Then we felt the concussion. It tossed the tail of that plane up 8-10 feet we could really feel it. We were wearing dark glasses. When the bomb detonated there was a tremendous white flash. I would say a lot brighter than trying to look up into the sun.
When we got back to Tinian, anyone with any rank at all was out on they runway to meet us as we landed. They patted us on the backs and told us what a good job we had done and how brave we were. We were all scared to death. LeMay and I knew that our job was done. We knew the Japanese had to surrender so we figured that we would be sent back to Okinawa or the states.
Bockscar
The morning of the 8th of August the same marine major came around. He said that since we had done such a good job, they are going to drop a second bomb. They would let us have the honors. Since I had won the coin flip the first time, this time I would get to hold that hand held aerial camera out the side of the plane. The camera weighed 26 pounds.
We went to the chow hall for breakfast. There we met the crew of the second plane. The plane had been originally named "Bockscar" because the pilots name was Captain Frederick C. Bock, Jr. He was ill at the time, and Captain Sweeney who was the co-pilot was made first pilot.
As we got to the coast of Japan we lived the Fat Man. We were flying fight at 40,000 feet. The bomb was going to be detonated at 35 hundred feet. So it would cover a greater area. The area over Hiroshima was 6.2 miles. We got over the coast of Japan. Sweeney got on the intercom and said our primary target was Kokura about 100 miles from Hiroshima. Our first trip over Japan we received no anti aircraft fire, no planes came up or anything. On the second trip they started throwing the kitchen sink up at us before we were in range.
Going over Japan we got over Kokura and there were low hanging clouds over the city the bombardier could not get his sights so Sweeney came on the intercom and said we were going to take the secondary target which was Nagasaki which was about 800 miles further.
We started down the center of the island. One thing I was really thankful for was that the Japanese Zero couldn't get up to the altitude of 40 thousand feet. They couldn't quit make it. The thing that worded us was if the plane got down to 35 hundred the bomb would detonate. We tlew south and were taking a lot of anti aircraft fire all the way down. They had a lot of planes trying to get to 40,000 feet. We eventualJy got over Nagasaki.
When we approached the town, they had me in the harness. There were chains on it connected to the side of the hatch. I had this camera and a sheepskin glove. I couldn't get the glove it into the housing to pull the trigger to run the camera, so I pulled the glove off and had a silk glove on my hand under the sheepskin. I went out into the slip steam with at 325 miles per hour. I found out what LeMay had experienced. He had been very secretive about his experience. That slip steam at 40 thousand feet was right at 60 below zero. I got out in that slip steam and I knew it must had been 450 degrees below zero. I do not know how long I was out maybe 15, sec at the most, the camera was electrically operated so all I had to do was to pull the trigger and it would expose the film and tum the magazine. There were 12 exposures in the magazine. They shot an 8 x 8 image.
They put me in that slipstream and after I got where I could brace myself against the main hatch. I just turned the camera back where the blast was supposed to be and started to shoot. Out of 12 exposures one turned out the best, I had to guard it with my life because it was the only actually picture that was processed on Tinian. After the bomb was dropped, we were flying at 40 thousand feet and you could see the smoke form the mushroom. It was at least up that high.
We started right back to Tinian flying at 18 thousand feet and when we were with in a 100 miles from the island. Captain Sweeney got on the intercom. He said, "I knew that you guys sweat this bomb drop". He didn't know that my sheepskins were ringing wet up the back. He said that because of that extra 800 miles we took to the secondary target we were out of fuel. This was going to my third time to ditch a plane. We finally sighted the island. When the plane was in decent we had an engine knock out. We were in a B29 and they don't fly too well with out engine. We were six feet off the ground when the other engine quit. When we finally landed and stopped we had only one engine rotating.
We had the usual group of well-wishers waiting to greet us but no one could get out of the plane. That was the strangest thing I ever have seen. No one could make the effort to kick open the mid hatch, or the front hatch and get out of that plane. We sat there for two or three minutes. Finally, the radioman said we better get out they are waiting for us. We got out and had another big party. The crews of both planes-the Enola Gay and Box's Car Sweeney's plane were immediately given promotions when we got back. Then we, the Navy, got only a well done. We were a little disgruntled about that.
Admiral Nimits was on the island. We had taken his picture early in the War. He said the Navy had to have something to do with this. He wrote us up a accommodation and the General who was in charge of the island wrote us up a accommodation and eventually we got a presidential accommodation.
LeMay said we got her done now. They've got to surrender now. I think we will probably go back to the states. He lied. They put us aboard a plane, the next day the morning of lOth or 11th of August and sent us back to Okinawa. A security guard warned us about on what would happen if we told anyone what we had seen what we had done where we had been. When we got back to our little tent area, where the photographers were staying we were called to the General who was in charge of the base. He said, "How, was the trip".'? Well pretty good trip. We left thls morning and just got in. No, he said not that trip. Those trips over Japan. Everyone knows that is where you went. That is, why you went to be aboard those planes when they dropped the atomic bombs".
(Note - About 5 or 6 years later I got out of the service they had a reunion for the crews of the two planes. We had been invited. When the wife and I walked in the fellow at the desk wouldn't let us in. He was going to throw us out since our name wasn't on the list. I tried to tell him we were passengers. He didn't go for that, but after explaining, we did get in.)
USS Missouri
We had been in Okinawa for a week. Tommy came over and told us Japan had sued for peace. They were going to sign the surrender term aboard the USS Missouri because that was where Truman was from (The state of Missouri.) Would we like to be aboard and watch the surrender terms? As long as it was an invitation I was tickled to death. I took many pictures of the signing. A Japanese officer was signing for the government of Japan. Macarthur and Admiral Cornell were standing there representing the United States. The table was covered with a beautiful tablecloth. The tablecloth was brought from Ireland to be used in the ceremony. They also had a quill pen with an ink well to be used to sign the terms. The Japanese officer went over to fill the pen with ink and accidentally knocked over the ink well, it went all over the white tablecloth. Someone ran down to sickbay and brought up a gray blanket to cover the table. In the pictures of the signing, when the Japanese signed there was a white tablecloth, and when the United States sign there was a gray sick bay blanket.
After the signing of the surrender terms they were releasing military personal on the number of points they had earned. I had enough points to go home. I could have loaned someone a lot of points and still had plenty left. Our commander came in and asked if we wanted to go to Japan. Well not especially. You are being invited to go if you want to. He told us we could go aboard a ship here in the bay and on into Japan Tokyo harbor, and will be assigned from there. He said it was a good deal. You will get to see what you have done. We decided to do it and go to Japan. It was probably the only chance we would ever have.
Return to Japan
We boarded a small communications ship. We left Okinawa harbor and sailed to Tokyo harbor. There ere 119 men assigned to the ship. We were well over packed. We got into Tokyo and hung around for about a week. We were finally assigned to go into Hiroshima. We got there because that was the first place that was bombed. You could not even find a parking space. We had a rough time finding a place to put our sleeping bed. We went to the fellow who was in charged of our group the "United Stated Bombing Survey Group" and told him we were not doing any good. We hadn't been given a camera when we came over. He said he would see what he could do.
Two days later we were put aboard a little ship and went to Nagasaki in the southern tip of Kyushu. We put out to anchoring the bay. The stench was terrible. You could really smell death. The reason was the atomic areas for Nagasaki was 11.6 miles square. I walked every inch of it at one time or another. There were over 92 thousand killed in this area. It was an industrial area, with two schools and a university. There were the university 14,000 students. There were two survivors a professor and his assistant who were down in a third level underground laboratory. I set in on one of their interrogations. This professor had graduated from one of our universities here in the states. I believe in California. He spoke Japanese and we had to have on interpreter to understand him. When he finished he had a big grin on his face and said you people thought I didn't speak English. I been listening to you and knew everything you have said and you don't know what I have said. He spoke very good English.
I was assigned to a group of engineers and scientists. They were trying to determine just what forces the bomb had. The first thing we ran onto was over in a library in Nagasaki. We found a picture taken in 1925 of a Catholic church. On the church there were two domes. After the bomb was dropped one of the domes was intact and the other completely destroyed. It didn't look over 25 feet between the domes. We spent about 10 days on that church. We took pictures a ll over the city. The domes were one of the things that really bothered the scientists.
I probably took 800 to 900 different pictures of the area. Every evening when we got back in, we would have a briefing session, in downtown Nagasaki where there was no bomb damage. The school next to the university is where I got up into the tower and took many pictures. We took many pictures of another project. This was in the Medical department in the University of Nagasaki. The thing that bugged the scientists I was with was that there would be a building standing and a building destroyed in the same area.
While we were walking around the city we found a lot of green glass on the ground. We gathered up a bag full as souvenirs. When we got back to our barracks and showed our green glass we were told to get rid of it become was melted sand and it was radio active.
Sightseeing in Japan
After our assignment was complete the engineers and scientists were going back to the states. We were sent back to Tokyo on a DC-3, a two-engine job. The pilot was the movie star Tyrone Power one of the super stars of that time. He had to make three tries to get the plane off the ground. We were so over loaded. He asked all of us to move to the back of the plane. He did this so he could get the nose of the plane up and more lilt on the wings. We fmally got into the back. As we approached Tokyo he took us over Mountain Fuji. I got into the cockpit and asked the pilot could be fly over the top, so I could take pictures of the crater. We went around and around that mountain trying to gain altitude, but we couldn't get any higher. So I took pictures of what I could see.
When we got back to Tokyo we had nothing to do but go sightseeing. We got a pass and went to Hokkaido, the northern most islands. We spent a week there. Our pass was written in six different languages stating we were allowed to see anything or confiscate anything related to a military nature. After the sightseeing we did the island. We went aboard the USS Bunker Hill. It was a front line carrier. It had been converted to a troop ship. They carded over 8 thousand people. They had taken the hanger deck and put bunks on it stacked 5 high. To eat our chow aboard the ship you got into line, they put your food on your tray and you ate it while you walked in line. You never had a chance to sit down.
It took us 27 days to reach the States. We stopped at many other islands picking up more men. The trip was very boring. If we got on one side of the ship it would start to list. We landed in San Francisco where I received my discharge.
Fay E. Millward
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