Somehow between my morning walk, getting my hair cut, shopping, eating lunch out, and other chores I walked just under 10 miles today. The Icehouse beer is catching up to me, so I want to get the post done for the Yolo now.
Last night the crew got to see the movie "Slightly Dangerous". I loved the trailer and added that myself.
Today's entry for 1945 offshore of Okinawa invasion beaches:
May 17, 1945
Once again GQ lasted from shortly after midnight to dawn. Smoke was made and the ship was completely covered. Sometime in the morning a ghost-like enemy came out of fog 50 feet above Yolo. As the noise of the engines came closer and then receded, a strange feeling crept over me. This is the closest an enemy has come. Because of the smoke's effectiveness I secured all hands and sent them below for much needed rest.
Today I roamed about the ship observing operations and seeking better ways to handle stores. By blinker, an old friend, Phil Clark, informed me that his destroyer transport anchored. I hopped the boat and spent an afternoon of talk on their signal bridge. Commander Leif, our new group commander, left a note complimenting us on the job we are doing. He also asked whether he might have some steaks. The stores people complied and I personally took them over and paid my respects. Speaking of braid, today Vice Admiral H. W. Hill relieved Admiral Turner as the boss of the operation.
Fighters were in the sky late this afternoon. The sea is smooth and the weather warm. This evening 30 enemy, operating in small groups, penetrated to the transport and airfield area from 1930 to 0030. During the day destroyer Douglas H. Fox out at station nine, bearing 240T, 52 miles, was attacked by four kamikazes and hit. Nine men were killed and 35 wounded.