Saturday, July 12, 2014

Chapter 5 continued USS Nashville Commissioning

30 April 1938 Nashville Commissioning

“After 22 months I was transferred (30 April 1938) to new construction USS Nashville, being commissioned in Camden NJ and the Philadelphia Navy Yard.”
“We had a wonderful Shakedown cruise to Europe and Britain – my first trip to Paris and other fun. While in Britain fraternizing with the Brits, we were told to be on the alert for a new ASW thing called ASDIC.  But the Brits were too smart for us. We did, however, discover the pros and cons of Scotch.”
Shipmate March 2004
Commissioning a ship is like Plebe Year, you don’t want to miss one but you don’t want to ever do it again. My guardian angel failed to heed this advice. For twice I was assigned commissioning details, Nashville (C43) in 1938 and Cleveland in 1942. From 1938 on with the rapid expansion of the Navy, I suspect many of you went through this process several times. Both of these light cruisers were built in the New York Shipbuilding Company in Camden, New Jersey, across the Delaware River. The winds of war were blowing in the Far East and in Europe. But in 1938 the United States was mired in a euphoric delusion of peace. The Navy was manned at 65% complement. Nashville had a crew of 875. The wartime complement for Brooklyn class light cruisers was 1,200. The Two Ocean Navy Act of 1940 awakened the nation to the reality of international affairs. As the Navy began to mobilize, reserves were brought up permanently manning levels of the Fleet units slowly to increase to complement.
When you go to new construction, things are different than reporting to active ships. You find a dead ship. It takes people, the crew, to bring it to life. You start from scratch. The philosopher Horace Kallen wrote, “When you start with nothing you can go anywhere.” There were myriads of instructions for organizing a ship that were theoretical and very general in nature. Our aim was to develop a practical ship’s organization that would meld the ship and crew into a fighting force for the obvious tough times ahead.
There are so many things to be done in a short time that the only priority was one: to work on the ship’s organization manual, crew assignment, provisioning ship stores, developing a database for machinery upkeep and repair, etc. All work was going on simultaneously. I was involved in crew assignment. Those coming from the Fleet trickled in. on one day a detail of 500 from the Norfolk Training Center arrived. A few were veterans, but most were recruits. Each man had a questionnaire listing his qualifications and experience. These were helpful in doing my job. I admit possible there were mistakes but only one left me with chagrin. It happened during the mad house o assigning this large detail. I placed on recruit on the shell deck of a turret to handle 6-inch AP projectiles weighing 135 pounds, the sailor weighed 125 pounds. It was clear from working with these recruits that their civilian careers were quite varied. We needed three barbers and our search located ten, each with up to `13 years’ experience.
The above is a sampling only of the commissioning process. Every department and every man was involved. It was an all hands evolution. After the festivities of commissioning were over, Nashville sailed for GITMO to commence training. Training did not stop at GITMO for like education training never ends; it’s a life long endeavor. We went through the full catalogue of exercises including a competitive landing force drill. At the completion, CAPT William W. Wilson assembled the officers in the wardroom and informed us in no uncertain terms that he was dissatisfied with our progress. We simply had not reached an acceptable state of readiness. We junior officers were taken aback for we thought we had done a great job. We felt the captain’s remarks were a pep talk, not a dressing down. Apparently we were not going to be court marshaled for our next mission was a shakedown cruise to Northern Europe and Britain – a most delightful and exciting trip.

6 June 1938 Shakedown Cruise

Nashville Shakedown Cruise – Nashville (CL-43) was commissioned in Philadelphia on 6 June 1938. I was a plankowner assigned to the gunnery department. In July we shook down at GTMO. In early August Nashville departed on a shake down (goodwill) cruise par excellence to Northern Europe.
The first port of call was Cherbourg, France, from which leave parties visited Paris. A Reserve lieutenant, a professor from Penn State, joined Nashville for the cruise. He offered to guide us on the Paris trip (He and his bride spent their honeymoon in Paris and he was fluent in French). Steve Carpenter 35, several others, and I joined him for a most adventure-filled tour. He found us lodgings in a Left Bank pension. Steve and I shared a large room with a balcony (the tariff $1.50 per day). We ate in the garden (lunch of filet mignon, French fries, and watercress salad; cost: $1.00 – a bottle of wine was $0.50).
Our French speaking shipmate led us to a huge department store and commandeered a sales lady to escort us throughout the store and help us with shopping. Afterwards Steve and I felt confident enough to go sightseeing on our own. We stopped at a street side restaurant. Steve spoke a bit of French, but I did not. He left me at a table while he visited the men’s room. A burly waiter asked me to order. The only thing I could think of was beer and apparently my version was close enough to his language that he took my order. We had a couple more, then decided to visit the Louvre. Before long we needed to visit a restroom. The quest became urgent so we literally ran through the museum looking for a restroom. We held the world record of touring the Louvre – 30 minutes. Some of us visited a nightclub (CAPT Wilson also was present) about which I will limit comment to the fact that waitresses were scantily clad in shoes. Later we were escorted through the International House that was famous for bedroom replicas of Classical French architecture. Even in today’s relaxed atmosphere I will not discuss our guide’s commentary.
One day after we returned to Cherbourg several of us were strolling through a suburb. It was drizzling so we wore raincoats. We passed some children playing in their yard. When their mother saw us (in uniform) she rushed out to gather up her kids yelling “Allemande!” as she rushed them into the house. In the fall of 1938 the winds of war were swirling over Europe, creating a tension that was quite evident.
The next ports of call were in Scandinavia – Oslo, Norway, and Copenhagen, Denmark. Because our First Class Cruise also visited these ports in 1935, my memory of these two visits is confused. So comments of Nashville visiting will be limited to a few items that made a lasting impression. Oslo, Norway, will always be remembered as a city of superb pastries and, unadulterated milk and a most friendly people. Copenhagen, Denmark, has the delightfully beautiful statue of the Little Mermaid at the entrance to the Harbor – a character from a fairy tale by Hans Christian Andersen; the world famous Orrefors crystal that I prefer to cut glass; and the 150-year old Tivoli Gardens amusement park with the great restaurant. The bicycle must have been their main mode of transportation for there are 300,000 in Copenhagen.
Leaving Scandinavia, Nashville’s last port of call (we thought) was Portsmouth, England. Before we left Norfolk we were told to get information on the British Asdic (SONAR in American). With the war just over the horizon, the Brits were more interested in making sure that if the United States would not join the Allies at the beginning but remain neutral. They entertained us royally with wining and dining. There was a formal reception at which we wore full dress uniforms. Afterwards British officers escorted us for a night on the town, lending us civilian attire to keep our uniforms pure. Finally we retrieved our uniforms and returned to Nashville. Somehow Steve Carpenter left his railroad trousers ashore but they were returned the next day by a British launch. All this “Hail, fellow, well met” was fine but I don’t know if anyone learned much about Asdic.
The next day Nashville was ordered to Gravesend, the port of London, in the River Thames. On anchoring, our berth was so near to shore that on the tide-change the motor launches were used to swing the ship away from the shore. Captain Wilson reported to the Embassy and returned with classified orders to proceed to Portland to pick up 25 million dollars in gold bullion, payment for weapons replaced by the United States for those lost at Dunkirk.
Upon arrival we moored alongside a rather run down looking wharf. Preparations were made for loading the shipment and for security. On the portside the ship, next to the wharf, the 20MM battery was manned, augmented by the Marines, with machine guns, Browning automatics and rifles. I was in charge of the unarmed loading party. Gazing at the firepower on the ship and visualizing an attack from shoreward, I noted that our party would be in the middle of any exchange of fire – unfavorable odds of our survival.
The shipment had not arrived by noon. The captain became increasingly concerned for Nashville had to cross the bar before low water and the tide was ebbing. The shipment finally arrived in an unescorted dilapidated old biscuit truck. Britain  opted not to transport the gold in a well-escorted convoy along direct highways. Although it took longer the subterfuge of routing this unmarked truck by back roads was Britain’s way of providing security. The loading was completed without incident. The captain was asked to sign a statement in the invoice that read, “X” number (I don’t remember the exact figure) of boxes containing gold. He insisted that the words “said to contain” be added.
After a routine trip home Nashville moored in the Brooklyn Shipyard in view of the vast population of the area. The U.S. plan for receiving the shipment was quite different from the British method. A convoy of armored trucks escorted by police cars and motorcycles, fire engines, and ambulances. Noise was deafening, with horns and sirens blasting and lights flashing. I don’t know if the press covered our arrival, but I feel certain that if any hijackers had aspiration for the gold, they would have been thwarted by traffic jams and hordes of pedestrians.

Thus ended peaceably but noisily Nashville’s wonderful shakedown cruise.

21 September 1938 Shipment of Gold

Getting underway 21 September from Portland England, with 25 million dollars in British gold bullion aboard Nashville arrived at Brooklyn Navy Yard 30 September 1938, offloaded the gold, and returned to Philadelphia 5 October 1938.
Shipmate May 2002
 “Suddenly we were ordered to Graves End in the Thames River. The Captain received secret orders and we charged over to Portland to pick up a shipment of gold – a transfer of funds for war material. The shipment was due in time for Nashville to sortie on a full tide. It was late. The Captain was very upset. Finally two old, beat-up biscuit trucks arrived with the loot. I was in charge of the loading party on the dock. We were not permitted to carry arms, but every machine gun in the ship and the Marine detachment was fully deployed.  We took on 2.5 million dollars in gold and departed for the US. On arrival at the Brooklyn Ship Yard, police cars and fire engines – all sounding sirens and flashing lights – arrived at great speed and removed the gold.”
End of Article

 30 April 1939 Nashville at the New York World’s Fair

President Roosevelt considered the New York World’s Fair of 1939 important enough for major naval participation.   He ordered the Commander-in-Chief of the U.S. Fleet (CINCUS), ADML Claude C. Bloch ‘99, to take the Pacific Fleet to the World’s Fair.   Enroute the Fleet engaged in Fleet Problem XX in the Lesser Antilles.  Upon arrival on the East Coast, the U.S. Fleet, now including ships of the Atlantic Squadron, moored at bases along the Atlantic Coast where they prepared to attend the Fair.  President Roosevelt opened the Fair on 30 April 1939.   The Navy was expected to participate in numerous official activities. However, the Roosevelt Administration became alarmed at Japanese rampaging in the Western Pacific.  Pacflt was ordered back to the Pacific.  ADML Block who had not been consulted, was at a dinner party in Washington where the order was delivered to him.
Only about three dozen ships remained to attend the Fair on which the full brunt of participation fell.  The augmented Atlantic Squadron steamed through the Narrows at 5:30 am on 29 April to assigned moorings completing the operation at 3:00 PM.  Leading the parade were old “four piper tin cans” followed in order by six new CL’s, New York BB24 (Flagship of RADN A.W. Johnson ’99 Commander Atlantic Squadron) and Texas BB25 (Tennessee BB 43 had arrived earlier).  Astern of the BB were a division of new DD, carrier Ranger CV 4 and carrier tender LangleyAV3.  Finally R and SS class submarines with a tender and miscellaneous other                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           types.
The larger ships moored in the Hudson River, the carriers and smaller ship at piers.  Ships were open for visitors with an estimate of over 50,000 visitors.  On 30 April, the Crown Prince and Princess of Denmark reviewed the Fleet aboard the Presidential Yacht Potomac AG-25.
Ships that moored in the narrow Hudson River anchored used the flying moor method to avoid the wide swing on changing tides.  Moving upstream of the anchorage, the first anchor was dropped while underway to set it. Then the ship backed down paying out the chain to a point down stream from the anchorage where the second anchor was dropped and set.  In the final step the ship moved up to the anchorage adjusting the chains.  This tactic provided the tight radius necessary for mooring in narrow tidal waters.
The City of New York hosted a banquet in a large ballroom.  The invitation read: “Officers and their bona fide wives are invited...”.  Officers were seated at tables on the ballroom floor, the wives on the balcony that encircled the ballroom.  Following dinner high dignitaries spoke with vigor “pointing with pride and viewing with alarm” (Will Rogers), I don’t recall any substance to what was said.

In the spring of 1939, Nashville carried American representatives to the Pan American Defense Conference in Rio de Janeiro, returning them to Annapolis 20 June 1939. On the 23 June 1939 she sailed from Norfolk for the Pacific via the Panama Canal, arriving San Pedro, California, 16 July 1939 for two years of operations. In February 1941, she and three other cruisers carried marines to Wake Island.
Shipemate
“While operating in the Hawaiian area in early 1941, we were called alongside USS New Mexico and given orders to proceed to the East Coast. A division of BBs and Cruisers were transferred to appease the British and to beef up our Atlantic force. Nashville, a CVE and a few DDs were placed on the neutrality patrol – from Norfolk to Azores non-stop and back to Bermuda. We had a four-day layover and then did the reverse – a thirty day round trip. Once we escorted the Marines to Iceland to replace the British forces there.”
Shipemate December 2002


Sailing Down To Rio

10 May 1939 Trip to Rio

When General Marshall's appointment as the new Chief of Staff was announced at the end of April, it was decided that Marshall would make the trip.9 He and his party departed New York on 10 May 1939 aboard the USS Nashville and arrived in Rio on the twenty-fifth. Their itinerary for twelve days included visits, dinners, receptions, and discussions with the Brazilians. On 6 June, the Nashville departed for the United States with the Brazilian Chief of Staff General Góes Monteiro and his party aboard. General Góes Monteiro was given an extensive tour of the United States, which must have impressed him, for he never made the visit to Berlin. The process of bringing the Brazilians "into the fold" had begun.
Shipmate September 2001
Sailing Down to Rio.  On the last weekend of Nashville’s participation in the New York World’s Fair, I visited friends in New Jersey. I arrived back aboard just in time for morning quarters. I mustered my division.  Then with other Division officers and heads of departments reported for the Executive Officer’s daily orders-of-the-day conference.  In addition to routine matters it was mentioned that the ship was going to Rio de Janeiro.  Back at my division I passed the word to the men, adding that there was talk of going to Rio.  The division Boatswain’s Mate said to me, “Mr. Carmichael it’s in the plan of the day—that I had not read.  (Dave Nash ’35, one of the junior officers, had just married.   At the time he and his bride planned their honeymoon the Rio trip was unknown.  His messmates consoled him by sort of a post-marriage bachelor’s party during his six weeks sojourn in limbo.)  But I digress.
The spring of 1939 was a very dangerous time. Hitler was gobbling up small nations in central Europe and Japan was violating China andpreparing for the conquest of South East Asia---their Co Prosperity Sphere campaign.  Mussolini sent his daughter Edda to Brazil to persuade Dictator Getulio Vargas to join the Axis.   Following Edda’s visit the Pan American Defense Council was held.  Nashville was selected to carry the American representative,  Major General George Marshall (who though nominated for Chief-of-Staff of the Army had not made his number) with a small staff was sent to counter the Axis effort to coerce Brazil.   The trip down took thirteen days.  At the equator we were underway with no way on long enough to convert all the pollywogs to shellbacks.
On arrival Rio, Nashville moored along side a quay in the center of the city, where we reposed for thirteen days.  A shore patrol was formed in two sections to allow each to get liberty.  I opted for the first trick to case the joint so I would learn better what to do and purchase when on liberty.   The senior patrol officer and I were housed in the top hotel in Rio (Connecting rooms with balconies and board--$3.50 per day.  Breakfast in our room ten cents extra.)  We were quartered in the Vice Squad’s headquarters—each provided a car and driver.   My driver was quite wild, charging about as if he was in a tank.  He gave me a Brazilian driver’s Ed course: The first car to enter an intersection had the right of way, a very hazardous policy and vehicular traffic had right of way over pedestrians.  I witnessed a car bump a lady who was not seriously hurt and as he drove by shook his fist at her for getting in his way.  My driver told me that Brazil had a dictator who acted like a president and the U.S. had a president who acted like a dictator.  The shore patrol tour was uneventful except the one night we visited an area where ladies of ‘negotiable virtue’ operated.  I am not a prude but I was shocked at the depth of human decadence.
My time on shore patrol may have been educational but liberty was more enjoyable.  Brazilians invited officers into their homes. My group was hosted at a very swank 3000 acre orange plantation.  There was a pool for swimming and the cocktail was a powerful concoction made from a sugar cane called kuchaci (I don’t know it that is spelled correctly but it was only slightly less lethal than Lucrezia Borgia’s “social” wine used in assisted deaths.)  Shopping was pleasant with a very favorable exchange rate. 
Next, I was put in charge of supervising 125 enlisted men invited to a country club party hosted by the Rio English Speaking Society. (The young ladies were prettier and more jovial than those at officers’ parties.)  The Nashville band came to provide music for the evening.  In the beginning the music sounded as though the musicians were using different sheet music. About half way through the evening the band sounded like a real orchestra.  I went to investigate the source of this miracle and found two bottles of scotch amidst the bandsmen.  (They were placed there by the local Standard Oil executive and president of the Society.)   There after the atmosphere of the party was greatly improved.  This gesture proved that scotch indeed is the “water of life”. (In Gaelic usiga beathe.)
But dark clouds soon appeared on the horizon.   A dowager, one of the sponsors, charged towards me in the words of P.G. Wodehouse, “...like a Spanish Galleon under full sail.”  When within range with gun ports open her opening salve was, “This is a terrible party.”  When asked what was the trouble, she replied, “We ladies went to a great deal of trouble preparing a fine buffet and the sailors are not eating anything.  They are all in the bar drinking.”  I told her that would be corrected.  Gathering some of the leaders, I gave the following orders: The bar is closed. Go into the food room and consume all the food, then the bar will be reopened.  About thirty minutes later the food was gone and I reopened the bar.  The Spanish Galleon was happy and the party continued in full spirits.  Our sailors’ conduct was a credit to the Navy.  Only one old rummy became a bit pixilated and was returned to the ship in the paddy wagon and put to bed.
Finally, General Marshall hosted a dinner party for Brazilian guests on the forecastle of Nashville.  Photo 1 shows the layout.  Heads of departments dressed for the occasion stood by in the background in case a guest didn’t show to fill any vacant seats.   I was in charge of serving after dinner coffee.  Drinking my coffee black I forgot to serve sugar.  Brazilians are heavy sugar users so the error quickly was remedied.  The trip home was uneventful. General Marshall and staff were disembarked at Annapolis. 
Everyone was on the best behavior, except one old rummy had to be sent home. Suddenly a very bosomy old gal approached me. She said it was a terrible party. They had prepared a huge table of comestibles with a lovely non-alcoholic punch. But the sailors were collected around the bar. I replied, “That’s terrible!” So I collected the ring leaders and told them that I would close the bar, and for them to get the boys to consume the food, after which I would reopen the bar. Everybody was happy, the sailors had a better base for consuming alcohol. The ladies, I might add, were better looking than the ones supplied for the officer parties and they loved to learn the new dances from the sailors. The band began to sound like Glenn Miller which was due to two bottles of scotch surreptitiously placed in the band by the American head of Standard Oil.
End of Article

1940 Spring

The Man Who Came To Dinner.
In the spring to 1940 the annual Fleet problem was held in the Hawaiian Islands (I was in Nashville). While thus deployed, President Roosevelt ordered the Fleet to base at Pearl Harbor – permanently.  CinCUS, ADML Joe Richardson was alarmed.  The Fleet would be dangerously exposed and could not be supported by the base.  After several attempts to get the decision reversed so annoyed the President that he replaced ADML Richardson with ADML Husband Kimmel.  Nashville, scheduled for overhaul, returned to the States with the Secretary of the Navy, Charles Edison, embarked.
While still in Pearl arbor I wrote my mother living in Washington, D.C., to come out to Long Beach for a visit.  I had no idea that she would accept.  A telegram arrived asking, “What do I wear?” She informed me that a friend, Mrs. Arthur Smith, would accompany her.  After Nashville returned for overhaul I rented a two-bedroom apartment ($16 per week) and a car.  On the day the ladies arrived, when I met them at the station and welcomed them to sunny California, it was raining. The Smiths were patrons of the Washington’s National Theater Players and friends of Edward Arnold, one of the actors. Mrs. Smith contacted Arnold, who invited us to dinner.  His house was impressive, as were the drinks served in standpipe size glasses.  Arnold was an epicure of renown.  He served a standing rib of beef that was beautiful to behold and watching him carve was of equal delight.  After dinner, I invited him to dinner aboard Nashville, and he accepted.  On the given day, I met him and the ladies at the boat landing and escorted them aboard.  I had not warned anyone that Arnold was coming to dinner.  He created some surprise at first but being a congenial person, he melded easily with our messmates.  I should have alerted the galley, however, for the meal was a disaster; meat load and canned spinach that Arnold consumed without a grimace.  Afterwards we retired to the fantail for movies. Showing was “My Little Chickadee” with W. C. Fields and Mae West.  Mr. Arnold’s famous deep laughter could be heard throughout the harbor.  The next day the duty commander dressed me down with something like, “Carmichael, don’t you ever do that again.”

20 May 1941

On 20 May 1941she departed Pearl Harbor for the east coast, arriving Boston 19 June 1941 to escort a convoy carrying marines to Iceland.
Shipmate July 2002
 “Next we were ordered to proceed to Annapolis and pick up Major General Marshall, who had been selected as Chief of Staff but had not made his number, to a visit to Brazil to counter a recent visit of Eda Mussolini. It was a contest for the loyalty of Brazil. We stayed two weeks, tied up at a quay in the middle of Rio de Janiero. I was put in charge of 125 enlisted men to attend a party given by the English-speaking society. We took the ship’s band, which seldom ended up with the music with which they started.”


7 December 1941

From August to December 1941 Nashville was based in Bermuda for neutrality patrols in the Central Atlantic.
Shipmate December 2002

7 December 1941

Carmichael was in a task unit patrolling Roosevelt’s neutrality zone between Norfolk and the Azores.  On the westward leg we stopped off  Bermuda.  Several of us were in Nashville’s wardroom playing poker when we got the word that the Japs had bombed Pearl Harbor.

“On 7th December, we were in Bermuda, and I was playing poker with a few friends. The word came over the radio that Pearl Harbor had been attacked. We were excited and concerned for we had many friends at Pearl. We expected to return to the West Coast but instead we were ordered to Portland ME to pick up a convoy to Iceland. Together with the old USS Texas, all 12” gun BB were sent along to protect the convoy from Bismarck, totally unacceptable odds.”

With the bombing of Pearl Harbor, Nashville sailed to Casco Bay, Maine, where she picked up a troop and cargo convoy to escort to Iceland. She continued escort duty to Bermuda and Iceland until February 1942.
On return from Iceland I was ordered to commission Cleveland, a modernized Nashville type, again in the Camden/Philadelphia area.
Shipmate October 2006

From the USS Nashville official web site
http://www.history.navy.mil/danfs/n2/nashville-ii.htm The following is a history of the ship while Capt. Carmichael (Lt. Carmichael)
The second Nashville (CL–43) was laid down 24 January 1935 by New York Shipbuilding Corp., Camden, N.J.; launched 2 October 1937; sponsored by Misses Ann and Mildred Stahlman; and commissioned 6 June 1938, Capt. William W. Wilson in command.

Nashville departed Philadelphia 19 July 1938 for shakedown in the Caribbean. In early August, she sailed for Northern Europe on a good will visit, arriving at Cherbourg, France, 24 August 1938. Getting underway 21 September from Portland, England, with 25 million dollars in British gold bullion aboard, Nashville arrived at Brooklyn Navy Yard 30 September, offloaded the gold, and returned to Philadelphia 5 October.

In the spring of 1939, Nashville carried American representatives to the Pan American Defense Conference in Rio de Janiero, returning them to Annapolis 20 June 1939. On the 23rd she sailed from Norfolk for the Pacific via the Panama Canal, arriving San Pedro, California, 16 July for two years of operations. In February 1941, she and three other cruisers carried marines to Wake Island. On 20 May she departed Pearl Harbor for the east coast, arriving Boston 19 June to escort a convoy carrying marines to Iceland.


From August to December 1941 Nashville was based at Bermuda for neutrality patrols in the Central Atlantic. With the bombing of Pearl Harbor, Nashville sailed to Casco Bay, Maine, where she picked up a troop and cargo convoy to escort to Iceland. She continued escort duty to Bermuda and Iceland until February 1942.

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