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SEATTLE: DECEMBER 7, 1941 This year
marked the tenth anniversary of 9/ll. It
also marks the 70th anniversary of December 7th,
the “Day
that will live in infamy.”[1] As I was remembering where I was and how I
felt on 9/11, I
wondered if
Pearl Harbor Day might have been another of those days for those old
enough to
remember. Days after which you know
things will never be the same again. The
attack was the deadliest by an enemy on U.S. soil until the September 11th
attacks. More than 2,400 Americans were
killed and 1,100 were wounded. Three
destroyers, one minelayer, 188 aircraft, three cruisers and four Navy
battleships were sunk.[2]
The
attack was unprovoked and unexpected. WWII
had been going on for two years. Poland,
France, Belgium, Holland and Czechoslovakia had
fallen to the
Nazis. The British had evacuated the European mainland.
Washington State’s own Edward R. Murrow was
reporting the London Blitz live. But
that war was across the whole country and another ocean. With the attack that
Sunday morning on Joint Base Pearl Harbor-Hickam
in Hawaii, the war came home. Seattle was the closest large city
to the
attack. Naval Air Station Seattle at
Sandpoint, was one of only two on the west coast and it was the
administrative
headquarters for the 13th Naval Division, (now
in Bremerton), that included the NW and
Alaska.[3]
Other important military
bases were
close by. Seattleites knew war planes
were being made at Boeing and ships in Bremerton. We
were close and we were a target. This was
the first time the U.S. had been
directly attacked by a foreign government and even isolationists
realized war
had come. Lindbergh, an aviation hero
who opposed the war said on that day, “We must face war united.” [4] Back to that fateful
Sunday morning. What was it like then? There
were
no immediate pictures, with no TV. The
radio, telephone or word of mouth was how the word spread.
Lt. J.C. Picken Jr., communications officer
at Naval Air Station Seattle at Sand Point just north of the City line
on N.E.
65th Street was on duty that Sunday morning.
“I’ll never forget,” he said. “We
received a communication. ‘Pearl Harbor
has been attacked. This is not a
drill.’” “I called the Seattle radio
stations to broadcast the announcement that Pearl Harbor had been
bombed and
for all wing personnel to report back to the air station immediately. We soon were flooded with telephone calls
from persons who had heard the news on the radio and doubted their own
ears. We mounted all available machine
guns on the roofs of buildings. Public
works immediately began spraying the windows for a blackout that night. We received all kinds of rumors about
submarines coming up the mouth of the Columbia River and operating off
the
coast.” People
were frightened. They did not know what
to expect. There were no satellites
circling above to send positions of enemy ships. There
were no supersonic “spy” planes to
track troop movements. The Navy,
concerned about submarines and the safety of workers going to the
Bremerton
Ship Yards, ordered ferries to have marksmen onboard to fire every 10
seconds
into the water to explode potential mines. Soon
submarine chain curtains were hung across narrow
passages like Rich
Passage.[8] Ron Nese, retired
UW professor, remembers being on a ferry as it was stopped so the
curtain could
be opened. A teenager at the time he was
proud to serve as a volunteer runner in case of a breakdown of regular
communications. Prior to the attack,
Seattle had a system of
6300 volunteer air raid wardens who enforced the blackout, had gas
masks, and
sand bags to help put out fires expected from incendiary bombs. Volunteer lookouts were called into action
that day to scan the skies for enemy planes.
It was thought small planes might be launched from
submarines. Police
Chief Rod Murphy said, “an aerial attack here is not only possible it
is
probable.”[9]
After the war, Japanese records showed that small planes
indeed did launch from subs and were flown over Seattle but not San
Francisco
where planes were reported.[10] The Washington State Defense Council,
operating out of the
Armory, now
the Center House at the Seattle Center, also expected that the forests
would be
set ablaze.[11] That
day, December 9th, thirty-four
Japanese ships were reported to be off the California coast. Had this been true, the military men knew
better than the layman how limited our defenses were against air attack. Only forty-five fighter planes were available
to defend 1,200 miles of coast, ten heavy bombers and seventy-five
medium
bombers whose short range cut down on their usefulness against the type
of
attack expected. Crews of both fighters and bombers were handicapped by
an
acute shortage of ammunition.[15] Reports
from early December 1941 show that the Army was considering evacuating
their
officer’s families to the Midwest.[16] Family stories tell of my grandmother urging
my father to
move his young
family further inland because of the invasion fear.
Fortunately this action was not needed and
large scale bombing or an invasion did not occur. The
years that followed the war swelled the
ranks of those living in Seattle and working in war related industries
or
servicing on Navy and Army bases, bringing growth and prosperity to our
city. However on that day, December 7,
1941 no one knew what to expect and Seattleites responded with fear,
resolve,
and patriotism. Then
the communications command for the
Pacific front, Naval Air Station Seattle, seventy years later is a
Seattle
park, a gift from the Navy to the people of Seattle.
Within the last year it has become a City of
Seattle Landmark Historic District as well as a National Listed
Historic
District, a national treasure. Buildings
that once housed land and sea planes now hold Library Book Sales and
soccer
kids. The Torpedo Shop is becoming
offices and a restaurant. The
Administrative command center is now a Pediatric Dental Clinic after
the miles
of old phone lines were removed from the basement.
This repurposing of buildings is good, but
remembering history is important too. ![]() Written
by Lynn Ferguson, Board member
Friends of Naval Air Station Seattle Historic District at Warren G.
Magnuson
Park
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