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September 12, 1942 Mare Island CDR Edwin R Wilkinson and Bill have finished a run and Bill teases his counterpart for being so out of shape. Ed replies, while gasping for breath, “It's always easy to tell a desk bound sailor from one with a deck beneath his feet.” Bill laughs knowing that it's true and claps his pal on the back and suggests that they grab a shower and head into San Francisco. Ed readily agrees and as they are lathering up Ed tells Bill that the O'Bannon sails tomorrow as part of the escort for the new BBs Washington and South Dakota. Bill mumbles something about Ed being a lucky bastard and the two men dry off, get dressed and head out for an afternoon on the town. The walk to the entrance of Mare Island and see a cab sitting on the other side of the gate so they jog over to it and ask about going into San Francisco. The cabbie nods and Ed steps off the curb to get into the cab and there is a crack and a loud shriek of pain from him. Bill turns to see Ed withing on the ground, holding his ankle in obvious pain. Bill kneels by his side and tells Ed to hang on while he gets help. Bill runs over to the guard at the gate who has been watching what is going on and says,”Get an ambulance here, now!” The guard immediately goes into the small structure that serves as his guardhouse and picks up the phone. He talks for a minute or two and returns saying, “Help is on the way sir.” Bill returns to Ed and within five minutes a vehicle pulls up and the men load Ed into it an whisk him off to the base hospital. Ed manages to grab a lift in a passing jeep and gets out at the hospital a little while later. He is waiting for word on Ed when a doctor approaches him and asks if he's there for CDR Wilkinson. Bill gives an affirmative response and the doctor tells him that his friend has a broken ankle. Bill is stunned that such a thing could've happened and then thinks that Ed's ship sails tomorrow without him. Bill thinks that just a little while ago he thought Ed had all the luck and now... At the Pentagon another daily report has been filed. 53 NG is at Wake Island 134 IJA BF is planning for Kiska Island 5 A is at Heiho 17 A is at Tulagi 13 D is at Chungking 1 HAAB is at Tokyo 16 D is at Tulagi 2 D is at Port Moresby 31.9K troops are at Mishan Recon Rangoon 31 fighters, 48 bombers, 120 aux, 15 LCUs 57140/546/11 Tarawa 4 LCUs 28860/104/0 Port Moresby 33 fighters, 33 bombers, 59 aux, 29 LCUs Ed gets up from his desk and heads out of the office for what he hopes will be a quick meeting and then he'll be off to home and a hot shower after stopping for something to eat. As he's leaving the office an orderly hands him a piece of paper that Ed pauses to read it. Convoy PQ-18 has sailed for Murmansk. It has 41 merchantmen carrying a large stock of war material. Pete has had nothing but time on his hands lately and he's decided that once he gets back to the States he will look up Admiral Landy to see if there's a way to get him into a position to help the war effort. This doing nothing is getting on Pete's nerves and never in his life has he been idled for this long. Gunny's platoon is abuzz with rumors as to where the 2nd Marines are heading and Gunny tries his best to put the rumors to bed, but to no avail. He tells the men that nobody is talking about their destination or when they'll depart. “In the meantime I guess we'll just have to remain ready and that means training.” A groan comes from the men. Red and Cookie discuss their business plans and decide that what they really need to do is gobble up all of the land around the tract that they already own. A call is placed to the lawyer's office requesting a meeting that afternoon. The lawyer calls them back a hour later saying that this afternoon is impossible, but a working dinner would be OK with him. So later in the afternoon Red and Cookie clean up, change and leave the Palawan to the catcalls of the crew. Red laughs and comments about wearing a suit and how uncomfortable it is. Cookie agrees and says, “We're businessmen now and have to look the part or these folks will be looking down at us.” They arrive at the agreed to eatery and have a beer at the bar while waiting for the lawyer, who arrives 15 minutes late. They have a productive meeting and everything is smoothed out and set in motion. Orsini has survived another day on The Island. He's still having troubles field stripping his weapon and reassembling it blindfolded, but it's starting to come. He has gotten so used to his rifle that it's no longer a burden, rather it's become another appendage. His DI is walking among the men encouraging here and cursing there while everyone tries to complete the task at hand in the required amount of time. Soon I'll get this, thinks Orsini. As he's heading to chow a jeep pulls up to the BOQ and the driver gets out and asks where he may find a CDR William Smith. Bill looks up from the letter that he's reading from his friend Phil and says, “Right here.” The man asks him to please get into the jeep and they head off to the HQs building. Once there Bill is immediately shown into the base commander's office where he's motioned to a chair. “CDR Smith, it is my distinct pleasure to inform you that effective immediately you are relieved of constantly hounding my staff. You are now in command of the DD O'Bannon. You will depart tomorrow morning as part of the destroyer screen for the BBs Washington and South Dakota, bound for Pearl Harbor. If you hurry you can join the other ship commanders at the Officers Mess where they are meeting now. The jeep is waiting for you. Good luck. That is all.” Bill salutes and says, “Aye, aye sir” and leaves the office with a crisp salute and turn. Wow! I finally have a command of my own! As fast as this thought flashes through Bill's mind he feels guilty about Edwin's lousy luck. His thoughts immediately turn to Sandy and he knows that he'll have to find time before he leaves to write a quick letter to her. Upon arrival at the meeting he's greeted and introduced around. Bill has heard of some of these men, but knows none of them. After the meeting has adjourned he makes arrangements for his things to be sent to the O'Bannon where he will go to later. He sits down at a desk and starts to write to Sandy. My Dearest Sandy, I know that I promised to join you and Dave for Thanksgiving, but the Navy has finally decided that it needs me so I'll have to take a rain check. Things happened suddenly today without warning and I now find myself in command of a ship. I don't know where I'll be or when I'll be able to mail more letters to you, but know that Ill try and write to you daily and that I love you with my entire being... Victory Points Japan 16886 Allied 5365 DD-450 USS O'Bannon
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