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The U.S.S. Neosho at Coral Sea

May 11, 1942:  Rescue

 

 

Summary:  The U.S. Navy tanker Neosho had been attacked by Japanese dive-bombers on May 7 during the Battle of the Coral Sea and was disabled and listing at 30 degrees, drifting with over 100 men on board.  Due to an error, the Neosho had radioed incorrect coordinates to the American fleet, who were searching for them in the wrong place.  

     On May 10, Captain Phillips decided that the next day, everyone would pile into the ship's four lifeboats and try to make Australia, 500 miles away.  The destroyer U.S.S. Henley had been sent out to search for any survivors of the Neosho, but had not yet found the ship.

 

The morning of May 11 saw Henley moving to the last reported position of Neosho.  At 0630 Henley changed her base course to 296.  At 0735 she changed course to 273.  At 0920 she changed to 290.  Ten minutes later Henley passed an oil slick at Lat. 16 07' South, Long. 156 15' East.  Captain Austin and the men of the ship felt they must be coming close to the oiler.  At 1009, however, they passed the last reported position of the Neosho and found nothing but a vast expanse of empty sea before them.

Captain Austin then began to consider the possible direction of drift of the Neosho and came to the conclusion that she must be drifting northwest, so changed course to follow that assumption.  At 1115 a PBY came by and joined the search, using Henley as a base point.  Not quite an hour later the plane returned to report that the Neosho was just fifty miles away, bearing 033 degrees from the ship.

Aboard Neosho, Captain Phillips was making ready to abandon the hulk.  Early in the morning, Gunnery Officer Brown had taken his sights, while other officers checked the ship for seaworthiness.  They reported to Captain Phillips that although the list had decreased, the reason for it was the settling of the ship deeper in the water.  The after end had gone down very appreciably in the past twenty-four hours. The plates forward had begun to buckle and the plates of the main deck just abaft the bridge were much worse.  The captain decided to make an effort, now that the ship was so much closer to the water, to hoist over the Number 1 motor launch. In any event, he was now determined that they would abandon at the first sign of movement.  He feared that at almost any time the Neosho would sink or break in half.

In mid-morning, Captain Phillips called a conference of all the officers.  As they gathered around him, he laid out the plan for them.  By best estimate, they were 540 miles from the Australian coast.  He assigned each officer to his boat and function, and then gave detailed orders.  No personal possessions would be allowed in the boats.  There was no room.  The officers adjourned, and the captain busied himself with last-minute details.  Undoubtedly that afternoon, they would abandon ship.

 

A Plane, Then a Ship

But at 1130, a speck appeared high above the horizon, and the droning noise of airplane engines rumbled across the sea.  There was always the gut reaction: was it one of theirs or one of ours?  But as the plane approached, it was identified as a PBY, an American Navy flying boat.  It came up, circled Neosho twice, and then flew away to the south.  Hope rose in the hearts of the shipwrecked men, cautious hope.  The day before they had seen a plane and nothing had come of it that they could see.  They did not know that the Hudson's report had been sent along, and furnished part of the information on which Captain Austin and the PBY were acting.  They could not know.  They could only hope and wait.

A long hour passed, and then another half hour.  Suddenly someone started and shouted. 

"A ship!" 

They watched her come up on the horizon from the south, again half apprehensive as to whether she was American or Japanese.  But the familiar outlines of an American destroyer made themselves clear through the glass, and finally she was identified as Henley, a ship they knew well.

At 1323 Henley approached, and Captain Phillips began signaling:  

 

Have you any instructions for me.  Ship is a total loss, settling gradually.  What are your orders?

 

Captain Austin sent back: 

 

No orders

 

Captain Phillips then began reporting the number of survivors, as Henley crossed the stern of the tanker, and her men began heaving lines on the port side.  Captain Austin broke in:  

 

Expedite transfer of survivors

 

There would be plenty of time later to get all the details.  Now it was time to get the men off the wreck. Captain Austin did not relish being hove to in the middle of what might be a very unfriendly ocean, full of Japanese submarines, the skies perhaps laden with Japanese planes heading toward him and he at a standstill.

He sent up the flag hoist:  

 

Emerg victor

 

Which meant emergency, in simple language, and get to it, in navy shorthand.

Captain Phillips got the message.  The men were herded aboard the Henley just as quickly as possible, not being given time even to go to the boats and get whatever personal gear they had temporarily left there. Captain Austin was in a hurry and he was nervous.  As the whale boats came alongside and the men were transferred, he ordered the boats scuttled.

At 1415, Captain Phillips herded the last man into the last boat and stepped off his command.  The boat went to the side of Henley, and the last of 109 survivors of Neosho and 14 survivors of Sims went aboard. The whale boat could not be scuttled, so it was set adrift.

Captains Austin and Phillips conferred.  The oiler skipper said Neosho was unsalvageable, and Captain Austin believed he knew whereof he spoke, for Phillips had spent four days with not so much more to do than observe the changing character of his command.  So Henley set about sinking the ship.

She fired one torpedo at 1428, but it did not explode another negative tribute to the false economy of the American defense effort in the years before the war.  For while the Japanese navy was developing the famous long-lance torpedo by the process of trial and error exploding torpedoes against targets to see what happened the American Navy was not allowed to use real warheads. In war games the torpedoes were always dummies, and warheads were conserved.  Congress wanted it that way.  But the result had been the development of American torpedoes that did not explode, that did not run true, that did virtually no good at all. This torpedo fired at 1428 was one of them, a waste of $10,000 of the taxpayers' money.

Two minutes later Henley fired another torpedo, and this one hit the hulk amidships.  But still she did not go down.  The destroyer then opened up with five-inch shells and fired 146 rounds.  The Neosho finally sank, stern first.  The rescued men onboard the Henley said their an emotional goodbye to their beleaguered and faithful ship and watched it slip beneath the waves.

Then Henley moved away, setting a course that would follow the apparent drift track of Neosho in reverse, in an effort to find and rescue the hundred and fifty men who had panicked and abandoned ship in the first few minutes after the Japanese attack.  The men of Neosho and Sims who had followed the rule of the sea and stuck with the wreck were saved.

 

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Above left:  The destroyer U.S.S. Henley, which rescued 123 men from the Neosho, was a welcome sight.

Above right:  The U.S.S. Henley at Mare Island, near San Francisco, just before World War II.

 

Heading to Australia

For three days Henley searched for the four officers and 154 men who had disappeared on the liferafts when Neosho was attacked, but she found nothing.  She then headed for Brisbane.

As Henley searched, the men aboard the rafts were dying, one by one.  One group of rafts had managed to stick together, with 68 men clinging to them, and they headed towards Noumea, where they would find safety.  But the officers who had been so quick to abandon ship were deficient in other attributes, and discipline almost immediately broke down.  What supplies they had were quickly consumed without stiff rationing.  Men dying of thirst drank sea water, and died more quickly.  Men gnawed with hunger quarreled and lost their strength.  The officers who might have given them hope were no better leaders than the men.

Destroyer Helm was dispatched from Noumea, and she conducted a search of her own.  Three days out of Noumea, guided by the Helm came upon four rafts lashed together.  Four men were alive on these rafts all that remained of the 68 who had begun the voyage.  (For more information about this group of survivors, see my pages on Jack Rolston and on the U.S.S. Helm)As for the others, who had gone off in single rafts, they were never heard of again.  

Captain Phillips occupied his time on the trip to Brisbane, trying to discover what had gone wrong with discipline aboard his ship.  The navigator was called to his cabin and questioned about his reasons for leaving the bridge at the time of the attack.  Captain Phillips apologized to him for misjudging him, but then on reflection, decided he had not misjudged him at all, and wrote a letter of reprobation.

The navigator and the others reproved asked for a formal investigation of the charges, but higher authority felt it best not to stir up new problems.  The Neosho was gone, the investigation could do nothing but bring bad blood between professional line officers and naval reservists, since all the offenders were reserve officers.  There was nothing to be accomplished, and the facts were dim.  Actually in these early days of war such events were to be expected.  So the matter was dropped.

Henley steamed swiftly to Brisbane where the survivors of Neosho and Sims could have first class medical attention.  She sighted nothing but one gas-drum raft with life preservers, and that was empty.  At one point someone thought he heard shouts from the water, and the ship stopped and circled, but saw nothing.  Finally it was decided that the "shouts" had been groans from the auxiliary water pump.

On May 13, Captain Phillips buried two more men, Seaman Second Class Ed M. Pelies of the Sims and Chief Water Tender O. V. Peterson, one of the heroes of the Neosho, who died of his wounds after the rescue. Next day the ship landed at New Farm Wharf and the survivors were taken off and rushed to hospital.

 

This concludes the account of the U.S.S. Neosho, as described in the book, Blue Skies and Blood.

 

 

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Left The Neosho's Chief Water Tender, Oscar Verner Peterson, was working below decks during the attack on May 7 and was badly injured. 

       Despite his wounds, and working alone, Peterson closed several important valves but was severely burned in the process.  He died six days later on May 13, 1942, aboard the U.S.S. Henley, two days after the Neosho crew was rescued by the Henley

      For his valor, Peterson was posthumously awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor.

 

 

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Above left:  The destroyer U.S.S. Helm searched the Coral Sea for several days, looking for survivors from the Neosho.

Above right:  Five days after 123 men were rescued from the listing Neosho, the destroyer Helm discovered four men in a raft.  These were the only survivors from a group of 68 men who had drifted away from the Neosho shortly after the attack on May 7 (the Helm's whaleboat is on the left and the Neosho's raft is on the right, partly submerged).  The four men had floated in the Coral Sea for nine days without food or water and were all in critical condition.  Shortly after being rescued, two of the four men died.  The other two returned to the U.S. and lived for many years. 

 

 

Table of Contents:

U.S.S. Neosho  (AO-23)

U.S.S. Neosho (AO-23) Home Page

 

Specifications of the U.S.S. Neosho

The Four U.S.S. Neoshos

 

Photo Gallery of the U.S.S. Neosho

 

The Pearl Harbor Attack  (December 7, 1941)

Prelude to War:  Conflict in the Far East

Bill Leu's Early Years

The U.S.S. Neosho at Pearl Harbor

Bill Leu Interview:  Pearl Harbor Attack

U.S. Navy Action Report:  U.S.S. Neosho

 

The Battle of the Coral Sea  (May 1942)

The Battle of the Coral Sea:  Summary

Battle Action:  April 30 - May 4, 1942 

Battle Action:  May 5 - May 7, 1942

Battle Action:  May 8, 1942

The U.S.S. Neosho at Coral Sea

May 7, 1942:  The Attack

May 8, 1942:  Waiting For Rescue

May 9, 1942:  Fading Hope

May 10, 1942:  Neosho Sighted

May 11, 1942:  Rescue

List of Survivors & Casualties

The Battle of the Coral Sea  (May 1942 - cont.)

Bill Leu Interview:  Battle of the Coral Sea

U.S. Navy Action Reports:  Coral Sea

Action Report of the U.S.S. Neosho

Action Report of the U.S.S. Sims

U.S.S. Helm Report

Other Ships at Coral Sea

The U.S.S. Sims (Neosho's Escort)

The U.S.S. Henley (Neosho's Rescuer)

The U.S.S. Helm (Rescued Life Raft)

Coral Sea Scrapbook

S.F. Examiner Article, July 10, 1942

 

Aftermath

President Bush's Speech at Pearl Harbor

Seattle Times:  Bill Leu at Pearl Harbor

Obituary of Captain John S. Phillips

 

U.S.S. Neosho Veteran's Forum

 

Sources & Further Information

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