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From the back cover
of Aleutian Fury
Battling the worst weather in the
world sixty five young men crowded on a small U. S. Navy ship combat
Japanese in the Aleutian and Kurile Islands of the North Pacific
and Bering Sea. Fifty foot seas and hundred knot winds lash the
ship and its crew as they confront the enemy. Pete Charleson, an
enlisted man, and Gordon Scorer, an officer, nurture their hatred
for each other and vie for the same girl they left in Portland,
Oregon. The tragedies of war eventually change their hatred to respect.
At the end of the war Pete returns to the States for the girl he
loves but finds instead a surprise that changes his life.
The story illustrates the fear, danger,
camaraderie, and fun shared by the young men. It is laced with the
raw and boisterous humor known to sailors and that shows what life
was like aboard a small U. S. Navy ship during World War II.
Sample of PC Patrol Craft of
World War II.
Under an overcast sky in April 1944, sixty United States Navy
sailors assembled on Pier One of the Commercial Iron Works in Portland,
Oregon. Flicking up their collars, the men huddled in their pea
coats against the cold wind that swept across the murky backwater
of the Willamette River. They grumbled and griped about the routine
of the Navy that had kept them standing there for half an hour.
"Attention," bawled a First Class Boatswain's Mate. Anxious for
action, the men snapped to attention. Upon the Boatswain's next
commands, the sailors shouldered their seabags and shuffled into
three ranks. Then, one rank after the other, the men strode across
a downward-sloping gangplank to a small ship that looked fresh and
clean in her new coat of gray war-paint. Christened on 22 May 1943,
Navy officials would soon designate her USS PC 793. With them, those
young men brought aboard their ship the enthusiasm and confidence
of youth, the fervor of patriotism, a quest for adventure, and no
previous sea duty.
What Readers Said:
. . . a job "Well done."
You have made PC sailors proud of our heritage.
There are no words that can describe what a wonderful job you did
. . . bringing to the forefront the history of the PC Patrol Craft
as a historical event.
. . . a fine job . . . something that has been needed for a long
It is beautifully done and don't think you missed a ship in the
entire PC fleet.
I started to thumb through the book and got so engrossed that three
hours later I got to my other mail.
Putting it all together in one reference book is great.
The pictures and illustrations help put it all together.
I will cherish this book.
. . . fantastic book.
I get excited with every page . . . absolute excitement.
. . . very happy ex-sailors . . . reminded of good things they
just might have forgotten.
The most accurate book about PCs.
I started it and couldn't lay it down until it had been finished.
. . . one of the best books . . . masterpiece. Well written and
It will remain in my library as a prized possession. .
. . evoked the special characteristics and atmosphere . . . aboard
PCs . . .
What Reviewers Wrote:
. . . especially recommended .. . . The first book to cover
the entire history and many exploits of the wartime Navy's 173-foot
steel-hulled sub-chasers, this handsomely produced .. . . effort
is truly a must for naval buffs as well as ship modelers. Sea
Dr. Veigele does an admirable job of bringing to life the 361
little ships and the nearly 50,000 men who went to sea in them during
WWII. I recommend this.. . . history of an important class of ship
.. . . Internet Modeler
A substantial tome on an under-reported topic. Probably the
only - but certainly the best - book on PCs. . . Stone and Stone
World War II Books
What a remarkable gift Bill Veigele has given the patrol craft
veterans and all those interested in the naval history of World
War II. [It is] the consummate account of this class of forgotten
ships .. . . P C Patrol Craft of World War II is the definitive
history of the 173-foot subchaser .. . . Patrol Craft Sailors
Book Feature of the Month. A five Star Review. World War
II Bookstore Website.
None [PCs] have been preserved, however, and their exploits
are largely forgotten. "Patrol Craft of World War II", is an effort
to rectify this oversight. The 400 page hardcover volume examines
every aspect of the PC . . . It is supplemented by 118 b&w photographs,
and 30 pages of excellent drawings .. . . These drawings . . . provide
invaluable information for the model builder as well as anyone curious
about the nuts and bolts of these hearty vessels. The book's description
of life aboard a PC is particularly fascinating. I highly recommend
this book both to students of the US Navy and would be PC modelers.
There is a wealth of technical information between its covers and
even a set of fold out plans. But the book's most valuable legacy
is the way in which it captures the essence of life aboard these
tough little ships. William Veigele can take pride in having written
the definitive book about PCs and in doing so he has preserved their
memory for future generations. Warship
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Samples of Sea
Bag of Memories
"The young men who served on small ocean going ships of the Navy
and the Coast Guard of the United States during World War II were
mostly reservists with no or little sea duty. The small craft these
men sailed included submarine chasers, escort ships, patrol vessels,
gunboats, mine sweepers, and cutters. They were bantam craft. Life
aboard them was crowded and cramped and allowed no privacy. Their
sailors had little room for personal possessions. They stored them
in a gray, cylindrical, canvas sack, their Sea Bag. A Sea Bag was
a sailor's retainer for all he owned. Rummaging through its contents
he could trace his ships and stations, places visited, actions,
friends made, and shipmates lost. The storehouse of his memories
of his time in the naval service was his Sea Bag. Creativity among
sailors has a long history. Down through the ages men who have gone
to sea have left their traces in yarns told, song and chanties sung,
and art and handcrafts. Among the small craft sailors also were
musicians, poets, writers, artists, and craftsmen. They lived, fought
the enemy, stood watches, ate, and slept in close uncomfortable
quarters with little time or space for private thoughts or actions.
Yet, they, played music and wrote, drew, painted, and crafted items
that were original, humorous, and artistic. It is a tribute to these
men that, despite the limitations on their personal lives, their
restricted freedom of thought and action, and the dangers they confronted,
they found the time and the mental and physical discipline to compose
and construct what they did. Their original works are not only tributes
to them but to the tenacity of the human creative spirit. The strains
of their music, songs, and tales are no longer with us, but some
of their material work still exists. This book contributes to the
preservation of some of those original creations generated by the
small ship sailors of World War II."
From Chapter I of Golf
is Like Love
Would you like to knock ten strokes off your handicap? I would,
and I will. And I've already dropped eight strokes the past year.
If I can do that so can you.
What's the secret?
- A perfect swing
- Illegal golf balls
- Nuclear powered clubs
- A Ph.D. in psychology
- All the above
The answer is, "None of the above."
[I struggled with my game, but my scores kept rising.] Then it
hit me. The problem was that I had become too serious about the
game, too worried about the mechanics of the golf swing, and too
involved with control of my mind. Golf had become work instead of
play. I had overlooked the need to relax, smile, and enjoy the game.
I had forgotten that golf is like love.
It should be fun. To improve my golf meant I had to play
golf, to think of it as only a game. To
shoot scratch golf or get a lower handicap was not important. What
was important was to play to whatever score and
handicap I got and enjoy it. In twelve months my handicap fell from
twenty to twelve.
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There was no breeze. The water was dead calm. Then, not far from
the boat behind Doug, the surface bulged. Low waves spread, rolled
toward him, and refracted around the ends of the boat into his view.
"That's strange. What caused these waves?" He frowned, and turned
to look back over his left shoulder. The surface of the lake exploded
in a blast of spray. A huge beaked head lunged upward, jaws spread.
Sharp jagged teeth flashed. Green eyes, dull as death, glared at
Doug. A black, knobbed carapace, covered with algae and slime, vaulted
behind its head and along its back. Muscular scaly arms stretched
forward. Razor-sharp claws darted toward Doug. His nostrils became
clogged with the stench of decayed slime and the putrid, rotted
meat breath of the creature.
"My God!" The spinning rod dropped from his grip and clattered
against the bottom of the boat. Doug threw up his hands. Too late.
The claws grasped his right shoulder and left arm. The creature
tugged, and Doug leaned back and grasped the starboard gunwale of
the boat. A wave of terror surged through him. Chelydra clambered
up onto the boat and swarmed over Doug.
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Time of Year
In the far distance, behind where John sat astride his horse,
Matt saw that dark clouds had gathered over the mountains. Snow
will fall soon here, and then Sarah will have to leave to go back
to the Barnett ranch. It won't matter now, though, Matt thought.
In his mind, he saw Sarah waking in the morning in bed close to
him, their arms touching each other, her woman's scent, her smile,
and her hair tracing long black curves on the white pillow. Most
mornings he would awake before she did and lie there taking pleasure
in seeing his woman next to him. It seemed like a miracle that she
was there after all the years he had been without her and had wanted
her so much. Could he take that vision of her with him when he died?
Or does a man fight death, think only of the horror, and have his
pleasant thoughts wrenched from his mind before the blackness falls
over him? Well, I'll surely find out soon enough, he thought.
Rough hands snapped Matt back to reality as they bound his arms
behind him, hoisted him up, and threw his leg over a saddle. Mex's
stallion, they had tossed him on, rambled away surrounded by the
men and held in check by Mex holding the reins. The sun glared like
a fiery demon that peered down on its devout and maniacal followers
giving them its approval for an ancient rite of a human sacrifice.
Long drooping branches of willow trees along the stream, now in
long shadows, swayed in the light breeze. They were like old black-garbed
women mourning at an open grave, that was soon to be filled. In
the distance, Matt watched a cloud of dust lift from the ground.
It was like a little dust devil, and Matt's mind wandered back to
the time when he had gone on the buffalo hunt and the beginning
of the stampede. That cloud of dust he had seen then had changed
many things in his life. No matter what caused this one, though,
it can't change anything to help me, to keep me from hanging, he
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in Operation GB
“I told you a dozen times, I don’t know why he attacked me.” The
chair Pete sat on was not a guest chair, but it was not hard and
straight-backed with a swinging, unshaded, two hundred watt light
bulb overhead like in old cop and gangster movies. And the chair
was off to one side of Captain Brad Moinan’s desk, at an angle.
That made Pete feel less like a criminal. There were not even a
good cop and a bad cop, just one cop. He seemed to be the good cop.
The policeman was grilling him, but with finesse. If you get caught
in your home at midnight, with your fired shotgun on the floor,
a bloody blade with your finger prints on it laying in a corner,
and a stabbed dead man as a guest, you could expect to be questioned
by the police.
| "A fast paced
story with intrigue, suspense, and exciting naval actions. "
plot and surprising and shocking discovery of what was on the
| "It arouses
suspicions about secret weapons of World War II."
| "The romantic
element is clean, sincere, and surprising."
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