A Day to Remember

A Day to Remember

By: Garland Davis

Shortly afternoon, November 22, 1963, President John F. Kennedy was assassinated as he rode in a motorcade through Dealey Plaza in downtown Dallas, Texas.

Everyone who was old enough to remember can tell you exactly where they were and what they were doing when they heard that President John F. Kennedy had been assassinated. It happened at 12:30 PM CST November 22nd.  It is one of two lifetime events that I will never forget where I was and what I was doing when I was told its circumstances.  The other was the attacks on the World Trade Center on 9/11.  The country went into shock on that day fifty-three years ago.  Schools closed.  Some companies shut down for a few days.  The United States and the world were stunned.

I was half a world away.  It was 1:30 AM on the morning of November 23rd in the Western Pacific.  I was serving in USS Vesuvius, an ammunition replenishment ship, anchored in Subic Bay, Republic of the Philippines.  At 3:00 AM, the crew was awakened and the Commanding Officer made an announcement over the ship’s announcing system.  He told us that the president had been killed and as a precautionary measure, the fleet would sortie at first light.  The warships would go first and Vesuvius, the oiler USS Cacapon and the stores ship Pollux would follow once the fighting ships had cleared the bay.

At the time, no one knew the circumstances of the assassination.  There was speculation that the Soviets may have been involved in reprisal for the Cuban Missile Crisis.  The fleet went to sea expecting Soviet Submarines to be waiting.  I stood on deck and watched the warships leave.  I counted 18 cruisers and destroyers.  I can assure you that they went to sea locked and loaded.  As soon as we cleared port, the destroyers were lining up to top off their magazines from us and their fuel tanks from the tanker.

Later that day, one of the carriers that had been inbound for Subic Bay, came alongside to top off her stocks of five hundred pound bombs.

We stayed on alert for a week or two and then settled back into routine operations.

A day to remember.


3 thoughts on “A Day to Remember

  1. Glenn Stang says:

    I as well remember that day. I was on USS Southerland DDR743 on our way back to San Diego. We were at Riviera pier refueling for the transit home. I was a young FN sounding tanks aft as we fueled. Word came over the entertainment system which had been playing music and news. Most of us were shocked. One fireman managed to overflow one tank into the berthing area. First part of the trip was spent with B division not on watch cleaning black oil up. What a mess but truly it was a day in history that none will ever forget. RIP John.


  2. Jimmie Cox says:

    On that day in 1963 my family was preparing to celebrate my fourth birthday. My brothers and I were on the living room floor playing with our toys. Mom was watching a TV program when suddenly she began to sob.
    Too young to understand, we were told that a bad man hurt the President. Years later we would learn exactly what happened.
    From that day on we began watch the news with our parents.


  3. jack burry I also remember that day so well sounds like Glenn Stang and I have something in common. I was on the USS TOWERS DDG9 heading back to SAN DIEGO. Same thing I was a young FN sounding tanks fwd. head phones to the ear then it came the president of the United States has been assassinated. we could not understand it. No spilled fuel but we got underway real quick


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