Friday, April 20, 2012

Temple Service and Unexpected Blessings‏


I have had a troubled heart for several months. I talked with Julie, Jim and Dad about it one Sunday when we were all together. I have always wanted what was best for my family. I daily pray that I will be a good example to my grandchildren and to the other members of my family. Nevertheless, I have felt uneasy. 

I have prayed many times for a way to convey to all of you the reasons that I so love the temple and my service there, in spite of getting so very tired that, at the end of Saturday, I feel completely done in physically. At the same time, I am renewed spiritually and mentally. I am so grateful to Heavenly Father that I am able to function well at the temple both physically and mentally. I can complete all the tasks that I am given including making it to the tower sealing room with a wedding party in tow. However, try as I might, I have never been able to convey to any of you how serving enriches my life and the life of your father. 

As I opened the Ensign for the first time this month, after a long and worrisome day, it fell open to the following article. I am certain that it states exactly what I wanted to express to all of you. I did have a humble and grateful heart that Heavenly Father had given my ideas words. 

This latest calling, to be one of the shift coordinators who oversees the activities of our shift and the women who work on it, has been a further testimony to me that Heavenly Father does love me and that he does know who I am and that He cares. I don't suppose that any of you have ever noticed that I have not been given many leadership positions in the church. That is a fact that I find most troubling. I question whether or not I live well enough to be entrusted. I see it as a failing in myself. I did serve as Relief Society President for eight years and was the stake speech director when they used to have a stake board over MIA. I have not had other leadership entrusted to me. I have been a teacher. I love teaching so that has been fine. But I have watched others who have only been at the temple for a few months called to the position I now hold. I wondered what was wrong with me that I had never been called. Dad has been nothing but in one leadership position after another. 

At any rate, read the following. Know that what it conveys comes from your mother's heart. I love you all, despite the fact that some of you do not seem to know that. I am so thankful for each of you. Each child was sent to me to teach me to be a better person and I am still learning to do that. I consider you all my friends. Thank you for that.

(I am not perfect, and may never be. I still bumble about on a regular basis. For example,  I am one of only three on our Saturday shift, trained to use the cash register and credit card machine in the temple. A few weeks ago, I checked through a large baptism group. As I was ready to take the credit card from the Bishop, I accidentally cleared the whole transaction. Another worker and I had to run around to the tables and figure out what everyone had taken and then I had to feed that information back into the cash register. I was so embarrassed but I had an hour of service at the cash register left so I just continued on. And we continued to be really busy so I had no time to lick my wounds. I will NEVER push the red button again. I will always push the blue one just left of it.)  

Temple Service and Unexpected Blessings
BY SARA D. SMITH

Workers in the Provo Utah Temple have learned that giving their time to serve the Lord and His children brings abundant blessings. 

Karen Lillywhite slipped into the back of the room and quietly found a seat among her fellow temple workers, who shifted to make room for her. They greeted each other happily and softly, enjoying the atmosphere before the meeting that would begin their Saturday morning shift at the Provo Utah Temple. The meeting’s hymn, prayer, and messages brought a spirit of peace that Karen and the other workers could take with them while participating in sacred ordinances during the next five hours.

Karen, a student at Utah Valley University in Orem, Utah, USA, volunteered to serve in the temple because she wanted to do the Lord’s work. Even though Karen has had to miss some activities and a little study time while she works in the temple on Saturdays, she does not regret dedicating her time to service.

“I love being able to spend so much time in the house of the Lord serving others,” Karen says. “There are things that you can learn from the perspective of a temple worker that are different from what you learn as a patron. Getting both perspectives opens up a lot of revelation and understanding for me.”

Karen says that every part of her life has been blessed by the temple. Serving as a temple worker motivates her to live the gospel more fully and has brought her closer to the Lord and to those with whom she serves.

One of the things Karen appreciates most about her service in the temple is her association with others. “I’ve gotten to know the other temple workers and the patrons that come regularly to my shift,” she explains. “One sister comes to the temple each week and stays for hours, bringing a beautiful spirit with her. I have met some incredible individuals who inspire me and bless my life.”

Karen is one of thousands of Church members who serve in temples around the world. No matter where they serve, these temple workers learn what Karen and those who serve with her in the Provo Temple on Saturday mornings have realized: temple work brings abundant blessings not only to their own lives, but also to their families and to those for whom the temple work is vicariously done.

Renewal of Strength

The Provo Utah Temple is one of the busiest temples in the world. It serves a highly concentrated population of Latter-day Saints, including the missionaries at the Provo Missionary Training Center and the students of two universities. Many of the workers in this temple are young couples, students, and recently returned missionaries.

One of these younger workers is Jenny Perkins, who started working in the temple soon after returning from her mission in Russia. Jenny works alongside her parents, Jack and Toni, and enjoys learning from them as they serve together. When Jenny considered discontinuing her shift because she was overwhelmed with school, Toni taught her about the blessings that come from temple service.

“My mother reminded me that if I was willing to sacrifice for the Lord and exercise a little faith, He would make up the difference. Now I can testify that this is true,” explains Jenny. “Working in the temple helped clear my mind so I could finish my other work more accurately and efficiently.”

Her father, Jack, has noticed similar blessings. Over the past few years, he has worked extra hours each week in his employment and has held Church callings that required much of his time. But as he has immersed himself in temple service, he has felt his strength renewed.

“I am renewed by the time I spend working on behalf of other people,” Jack says. “Everything else I do in the other six days would be more of a burden if I didn’t spend that time in the temple doing service.”

Happiness in Serving

As a young girl growing up in Brazil, Natalina Durelli would look at pictures of the Salt Lake Temple and dream of visiting a temple herself. She had joined the Church with her family, and at the time there were no temples in South America.

Her dream became a reality when the São Paulo Brazil Temple was built near her home. She was present when the temple was dedicated in 1978.

“I had the privilege of singing in the choir that provided music for the dedication,” she remembers. “It was a wonderful season of my life and helped strengthen my desire to be closer to the temple.”

Natalina wanted to serve a full-time mission but was unable to do so because of family obligations. After she received her endowment, she volunteered as a temple worker, and this service became her mission. She served every Saturday from 6:30 a.m. to 3:30 p.m. while working full time and taking classes.

“I was grateful that I was blessed with the energy to be on my feet in the temple for so many hours,” she says. “I remember coming home exhausted physically and emotionally, but with a testimony of the temple and the work we do inside those walls.”

Thirty years later, Natalina, now living in Utah, became a temple worker once again. She has faced many trials in her life, but serving others in the temple brings her peace.
“I have found that working in the temple helps me overcome discouragement,” she says. “While serving others, I don’t have time to feel unhappy.”

An Extra Measure of Blessings

When they first were called to work in the Provo Utah Temple, Joel and Elaine White hoped to serve in the baptistry on a weekday evening. But the temple president, then Merrill J. Bateman, had something else in mind for them. (As did President Doxy with us. He needed a couple of Saturday Warriors and asked us to work Friday and Saturday, the two busiest shifts.)

President Bateman asked them to serve as ordinance workers on the shift that needed the most help—the Saturday shift from 10:30 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. They were hesitant, both to take on the responsibilities of an ordinance worker and to give so much time on their only free day. But they chose to serve where they were needed and have been blessed abundantly. (We work from 10:30 a.m. to 5 or 5:30 p.m. on Saturday and from 1:30 p.m. until 10 p.m. on Friday.)

With their new temple shift, the Whites initially struggled to fit in tasks they usually completed on Saturdays, so they soon dedicated weeknights to chores like laundry and shopping.

“We have been blessed to be more efficient with our time,” says Joel. “Giving our Saturdays may look like a sacrifice, but it has not been anything of the sort. The Lord has given us an extra measure of blessings.”

Now there isn’t any other day they would rather work in the temple. Saturdays are busy, so the Whites look forward to helping hundreds of temple patrons participate in sacred ordinances. One of the greatest blessings the Whites have seen from their service is in their family.

“It has brought us closer together,” says Joel. “We have experienced a bit of what it will be like to be together for eternity. Serving with my wife has helped me see her more clearly, more as the Savior does. That helps me be more empathetic and focused on her instead of on myself. We encourage our adult children to make temple attendance central in their lives because that makes the Savior central in their lives.”

At one point, one of their sons struggled to stay strong in the gospel. The Whites wanted to help him but weren’t sure how. They continued to serve as best they could and turned their situation over to the Lord.

One morning while Elaine was working in the temple, another worker told her that a patron wanted to talk to her. She turned in the direction the worker pointed and was filled with joy as she realized she was looking at her son.

“Surprise, Mom!” she heard him say. He had worked with his bishop to build up his testimony and be worthy to enter the temple.

“He was so happy,” Elaine remembers. “He made a complete change and has developed a love for the temple.”

The Whites have learned that serving faithfully brings blessings.

“Heavenly Father cares about what is important to us,” Elaine says. “That doesn’t mean all of our problems will be solved, but we will receive help. I have learned that when we are serving the Lord, He will hear us and bless us.”

An Act of Love
For ordinance workers in the Provo Utah Temple and throughout the world, serving is an act of love.

“My ability to love has increased,” says Toni. “As a temple worker, wherever I am or whatever I am doing in the temple, I have the ability and responsibility to reflect the love of the Savior. As I practice doing that in the temple, I am better able to reflect on His love outside of the temple.”

All who participate in temple work reflect the love of the Savior by helping extend the blessings of the gospel to all of Heavenly Father’s children.

“The prophets have told us to do temple work,” says Toni. “If you can’t work in the temple right now, you can serve as a patron or do family history work. The sacrifices we make for temple work allow the Savior’s sacrifice to reach more people.”

Step Within the Sacred House of God

“I am satisfied that every man or woman who goes to the temple in a spirit of sincerity and faith leaves the house of the Lord a better man or woman. There is need for constant improvement in all of our lives. There is need occasionally to leave the noise and the tumult of the world and step within the walls of a sacred house of God, there to feel His spirit in an environment of holiness and peace.”
President Gordon B. Hinckley (1910–2008), “Of Missions, Temples, and Stewardship,” Ensign, Nov. 1995, 53.
   

Monday, April 16, 2012

It was a thankful day today. How grateful I am that LHT and I were able to join 1,000 or so fellow workers at the Manti temple in the Priesthood Room of the temple where we gathered to sit at the feet of President Dieter F. Uchtdorf, second counselor in the First Presidency of the church. We were almost literally at his feet since he was on the stand and we were seated below on painted white pew benches created in pioneer days. Not only did we enjoy hearing from him and from his wife, who spoke first, but we all received an apostolic blessing from him. He blessed us that, because of our unselfish service, our families--children, their spouses, our grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and, in fact, all of our posterity would be blessed by our Father in Heaven.

He told us that he and his wife were sealed in the Swiss Temple and how he loved that temple and also how he loved the Manti Temple. How fortunate we were to work in a pioneer temple, he said. He had attached himself to the pioneers and had great respect for them. He had made this attachment because he was a member of the church. He talked of their greatness and their sacrifices for the gospel.

He also told us that we were to all learn to "Let it go." "Stop it!' was part of his text. It echoed a talke given sometime ago at a general conference on the importance of not judging, holding grudges, gossiping or allowing ourselves to be caught up in various unkind and unholy actions.

How wonderful it was.


Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Hope this is in time, Braden.


It was nice to visit with Benjamin. He came down and went to church with us in our ward and then left to go to his ward. We got to show him off to our ward friends and that was fun. We also had him stand up in class and tell where he was going. We made an Easter basket for him which, I am sure, had enough candy to share with his roomies. Of course, they probably were already sick from the candy their mothers had sent. ;)

The night before, Saturday, we went up to Provo right after the temple. Benjamin and Michael were both there and ate dinner and colored eggs with their cousins (and us). We had a lot of fun laughing together and having a good time.

We had a small controversy in Relief Society on Sunday. The teacher asked, "Which was more important, the Resurrection or the Antonement?" I said that, of the two, the Atonement was the most important because, without it, there would have been no need for a the Ressurection. Man's spirit would have left his body but would have been, basically, evil and could not have ever lived with our Father again. Therefore, his spirt would have gone with Satan. However, Chirst paid that debt for each man so that he could repent and be worthy to live again in the presence of our Father. Several of the sisters took exception to that and said the Atonement and the Ressurection could not be separated in importance. However, I maintained my stand that without the Atonement there could be no Ressurection. I came home and found the following in a Sunday school manual: "Jesus Christ 'came into the world … to be crucified for the world, and to bear the sins of the world, and to sanctify the world, and to cleanse it from all unrighteousness; that through him all might be saved' (D&C 76:41–42). The great sacrifice he made to pay for our sins and overcome death is called the Atonement. It is the most important event that has ever occurred in the history of mankind: 'For it is expedient that an atonement should be made; for according to the great plan of the Eternal God there must be an atonement made, or else all mankind must unavoidably perish; … yea, all are fallen and are lost, and must perish except it be through the atonement' (Alma 34:9)."

I found the following Easter poem and loved it because it reminds me of the talks that were given during conference. I included it in the Easter cards for those here in the states but I sent you a different card that was just picked for its prettiness. 

Love's Garden
by Ellen Robena Field

There is a quiet garden,
From the rude world set apart,
Where seeds for Christ are growing;
This is the loving heart.

The tiny roots are loving thoughts;
Sweet words, the fragrant flowers
Which blossom into loving deeds,
Ripe fruits for harvest hours.

Thus in our hearts the seeds of love
Am growing year by year;
And we show our love for the Saviour,
By loving His children here.

We love you! We hope that you are continuing to enjoy the few weeks of your mission that you have left.
Grammy and Gramps

     

Tuesday, February 7, 2012


CHOCOLATE BROWNIES

1 c. butter or oil
8 tbsp. cocoa or 2 sq. chocolate
2 c. sugar
4 eggs, well beaten
1 1/2 c. flour
1/2 tsp. salt
1 tsp. baking powder
2 tsp. vanilla
2 c. nuts, chopped

Mix all ingredients together. Spread in well greased 9- by 13-inch square pan. Bake at 350°F for 30-35 minutes. Let cool 10 minutes. Ice or not, as desired. 12 servings.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

My Creed:


I would live so that Heavenly Father and my Savior are welcome to be part of my life. I would like to think that they could be comfortable to be with me in my day to day activities. That means that I must control myself and think appropriate thoughts, view appropriate and uplifting television shows and movies, communicate in wise and loving ways, listen to good music, read good books, study the scriptures more diligently, pray each night (and not just fall into bed). The computer should be my aid and not my master. I need to stop wasting time, losing my temper and, above all, I need to not be critical, judgmental, jealous and selfish. 

I would treat all my fellow beings with kindness. My goal, through all my life, has been to be kind to all and treat all people as I would like to be treated. In practice, I have found it more difficult to treat well those who have wronged me. I have learned, through long years of practice, that it is best to attempt to make peace with all and to think well of even those who do not like me. I have more compassion for those who do not like me with good reason. Sometimes my actions in standing up for what I believe have been justified. Sometimes they have not, but I do not like to have bad feelings with anyone. Especially when it is my error, I need to continue to work toward peace. I would be forgiving.

Another goal, based on principle, is to always keep on working to improve and to learn and to accept new challenges. I think that failure is only that if I cease trying. As I age, I would endure to the end. I know that Heavenly Father is in control and that there are no accidents. Someone said that everything happens for a reason. I am learning that even trials in life are for my best good.

I would work at nurturing my most important relationships by being affirming, positive, considerate and giving of self and personal time. I will continue to seek out those who need a show of increased love and give them that love. I need to always stop, pause, and remember that I am a daughter of God and He loves me and I love Him. I also love my Savior. I would show this love by treating my family as though they are the princes and princesses of a royal lineage.

Monday, January 2, 2012

Principles vs Resolutions


And just what are principles? We had the discussion today at Relief Society that a resolution, made at the beginning of each new year, is different from a principle based creed that can be lived a lifetime. I quit making resolutions at the New Year. I have made some life-changing resolutions, from time to time, but I have not waited until New Year's Day to do so.

So what is the difference in a resolution, a guiding principle, a creed? My thoughts were still unclear. Are there different types of principles that would guide us? Are some of them religious and some not?

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The Prophet Joseph Smith taught: "When you climb up a ladder, you must begin at the bottom, and ascend step by step, until you arrive at the top; and so it is with the principles of the Gospel--you must begin with the first, and go on until you learn all the principles of exaltation. But it will be a great while after you have passed through the veil [died] before you will have learned them. It is not all to be comprehended in this world; it will be a great work to learn our salvation and exaltation even beyond the grave" (Teachings of the Prophet Joseph Smith, p. 348).

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This is the way our Heavenly Father became God. Joseph Smith taught: "It is the first principle of the Gospel to know for a certainty the character of God. . . . He was once a man like us; . . . God himself, the Father of us all, dwelt on an earth, the same as Jesus Christ himself did" (
Teachings of the Prophet Joseph Smith, pp. 345-46).

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“That word principle in the revelation is a very important one. A principle is an enduring truth, a law, a rule you can adopt to guide you in making decisions. Generally principles are not spelled out in detail. That leaves you free to find your way with an enduring truth, a principle, as your anchor."
(The Word of Wisdom: The Principle and the Promises, President Boyd K. Packer April 1996 Conference)

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"We believe that the first principles and ordinances of the Gospel are: first, Faith in the Lord Jesus Christ; second, Repentance; third, Baptism by immersion for the remission of sins; fourth, Laying on of hands for the gift of the Holy Ghost." (Fourth Article of Faith of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints)

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Definition of PRINCIPLE
1 a: a comprehensive and fundamental law, doctrine, or assumption
b (1): a rule or code of conduct (2) : habitual devotion to right principles




c: the laws or facts of nature underlying the working of an artificial device
2: a primary source : origin
3 a: an underlying faculty or endowment
b: an ingredient (as a chemical) that exhibits or imparts a characteristic quality

Definition of RESOLUTION

1: the act or process of resolving: as
a: the act of analyzing a complex notion into simpler ones
b: the act of answering: solving
c: the act of determining
d: the passing of a voice part from a dissonant to a consonant tone or the progression of a chord from dissonance to consonance
e: the separating of a chemical compound or mixture into its constituents
f (1): the division of a prosodic element into its component parts (2): the substitution in Greek or Latin prosody of two short syllables for a long syllable
g: the analysis of a vector into two or more vectors of which it is the sum
2: the subsidence of a pathological state (as inflammation)
3 a: something that is resolved
b: firmness of resolve
4: a formal expression of opinion, will, or intent voted by an official body or assembled group
5: the point in a literary work at which the chief dramatic complication is worked out
6 a: the process or capability of making distinguishable the individual parts of an object, closely adjacent optical images, or sources of light
b: a measure of the sharpness of an image or of the fineness with which a device (as a video display, printer, or scanner) can produce or record such an image usually expressed as the total number or density of pixels in the image

Monday, December 12, 2011

More About Seabees and My Dad


My mom died on November 24 and left my dad at 22, a widower. Her death was just a short time before the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor which occurred on December 7, 1941. I was not even one year old and had lost my mother and was about to have my father away in a terrible war.

My dad owned his own trucking and construction business and was beginning to accumulate the necessary equipment to be successful. Therefore, when the United States Navy Seabees began advertising for recruits, it seemed like a good match for him. He could serve his country doing what he knew best.

According to the history written on Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia, “After the attack and the United States entry into the war, the use of civilian labor in war zones became impractical. The Navy therefore created Construction Battalions (from which the abbreviation ‘C.B.’ became Seabees).”

It became clear that a militarized Naval Construction Force to build advance bases in the war zone was necessary.
 
On 28 December 1941, Rear Admiral Ben Moreell, requested specific authority to create Navy construction units. On 5 January 1942, he gained authority from the Bureau of Navigation to recruit men from the construction trades for assignment to a Naval Construction Regiment. The regiment was composed of three Naval Construction Battalions.

The Bureau of Yards and Docks considered who should command the construction battalions and whether the newly established construction battalions be commanded by officers of the Civil Engineer Corps who were trained in the skills required for the performance of construction work.

Admiral Moreell personally inquired of the Secretary of the Navy for an answer. On 19 March 1942, after due deliberation, the Secretary gave authority for officers of the Civil Engineer Corps to exercise military authority over all officers and enlisted men assigned to construction units.

The Secretary's decision was incorporated in Navy regulations and was a significant morale booster for Civil Engineer Corps officers. The Seabees were tied into combat operations, the primary reason for the existence of any military force. Admiral Moreell's success contributed to the achievement and high esteem of the Seabees.
 Next, the Bureau of Yards and Docks was confronted with the problem of recruiting, enlisting, training and organizing the Seabees. Battalions were created and logistics ironed out to support the Seabees in their operations. Workable plans were quickly developed and improvised.

The first voluntarily enlisted Seabees were not raw recruits. Stress was placed on experience and skill. Recruits only needed to adapt their civilian construction skills to military needs. Physical standards were less rigid than in other branches of the armed forces. The age range for enlistment was 18–50. However, several men past 60 had joined.

In the early years of the war, the average age of Seabees was 37.

The first recruits were the men who had skills gained on civilian construction projects.
 Dad Howard qualified as being experienced. He owned his own construction and trucking business which he began by hauling coal. He had also, by then, built bridges, roads, and completed other construction projects.

By the end of the war, 325,000 men like him had enlisted in the Seabees. They knew more than 60 skilled trades.

At Naval Construction Training Centers and Advanced Base Depots established on the Atlantic and Pacific coasts, Seabees were taught military discipline and the use of light arms. Although technically support troops, Seabees at work, particularly during the early days of base development in the Pacific, frequently found themselves in conflict with the enemy.

When we went on a visit to Melanie, who lives in Milford, MA, with AnnMarie and family, we took my father along. We visited Newport on Road Island, the area where my father had been stationed for part of his training.
 He had completed in basic training in California.

As the war continued, battle-weary construction battalions and other units in the Pacific were returned to the United States to the Construction Battalion Recuperation and Replacement Center at Camp Parks, Shoemaker, California. At Camp Parks, battalions were reformed and reorganized, or as was the case in several instances, the battalions were simply disestablished and the men assigned to other battalions.

Battle worn Seabees were given 30-day leaves for rest and recuperation.  Most of the time, those on R&R did not come home but went to Hawaii. My dad said he had no happy memories of the place and did not care to ever go back. I can well-imagine what it must have been like knowing the war horrors seen to contemplate a moment of peace before going back to carnage.

At some point, after I was walking and was probably about age 2, my father came back to Price. I have some photos of him with me. He must have either been between training and deployment or home for reassignment. I am not certain. He was in his Navy uniform. The visit was just a hiatus because he then returned to battle in the Pacific. I didn’t see him again until I was five, almost six.

Dad spent his entire war experience in the Pacific.

During his war service, Dad was assigned to 135th NCB, the 65th NCB, the 17th NCB and 9th NCB.

He had the rating of MM2/c and, later, the rating MM1/C (T).

It was during his assignment with the 135th that he was stationed on Tinian.
 Some of the first battalions were sent overseas immediately upon completion of boot training. The usual practice, however, was to ship the newly-formed battalion to an Advanced Base Depot at either Davisville, Rhode Island, or Port Hueneme, California for staging and outfitting.

The Seabees received six weeks of advanced military and technical training, unit training, and then were shipped overseas.

The construction battalion comprised four companies that included the necessary construction skills for doing any job, plus a headquarters company consisting of medical and dental professionals and technicians, administrative personnel, storekeepers, cooks, and similar specialists. The complement of a standard battalion originally was set at 32 officers and 1,073 men, but from time to time the complement varied in number.

As the war continued, construction projects became more complex. More than one battalion was often assigned to a base. For efficient administrative control, these battalions were organized into a regiment. When necessary, two or more regiments were organized into a brigade, and as required, two or more brigades were organized into a naval construction force.

For example, 55,000 Seabees were assigned to Okinawa where the battalions were organized into 11 regiments and 4 brigades. All were under a Navy Civil Engineer Corps officer, Commodore Andrew G. Bisset.

His command also included 45,000 United States Army engineers, aviation engineers, and a few British engineers for a total of 100,000 construction troops, the largest concentration of construction troops during the war.

Although the Seabees began with the formation of regular construction battalions the Bureau of Yards and Docks realized the need for special-purpose units. While the battalion itself was versatile enough to handle almost any project, it would have been a wasteful use of men to assign a full battalion to a project that could be done equally well by a smaller group of specialists.

The first departure from the standard battalion was the Special Construction Battalion, or as it was commonly known, the Seabee Special. These special battalions were composed of stevedores and longshoremen who were needed to break a bottleneck in the unloading of ships in combat zones.

Another smaller, specialized unit within the Seabee organization was the Construction Battalion Maintenance Unit, which was about one-quarter the size of a regular construction battalion and was organized to take over the maintenance of a base after a regular battalion had completed construction and moved on to its next assignment.

Still another specialized Seabee unit was the construction battalion detachment, ranging in size from 6 to 600 men, who did everything from operating tire-repair shops to dredges. A principal use was the handling, assembling, launching, and placing of pontoon causeways.

Additional specialized units were the motor trucking battalions, the pontoon assembly detachments that manufactured pontoons in forward areas, and petroleum detachments of experts in the installation of pipelines and petroleum facilities.
 Seabees were organized into 151 regular construction battalions, 39 special construction battalions, 164 construction battalion detachments, 136 construction battalion maintenance units, 5 pontoon assembly detachments, 54 regiments, 12 brigades, and under various designations, 5 naval construction forces. They performed in both the Atlantic and Pacific Theaters of Operation.  At a cost of nearly $11 billion and many casualties, they constructed over 400 advanced bases along five figurative “roads” which all had their beginnings in the continental United States. The South Atlantic road wound through the Caribbean Sea to Africa, Sicily, and up the Italian peninsula. The North Atlantic road passed through Newfoundland to Iceland, Great Britain, France, and Germany. The North Pacific road passed through Alaska and along the Aleutian Island chain. The Central Pacific road passed through the Hawaiian, Marshall, Gilbert, Mariana, and Ryukyu Islands. The South Pacific road went through the South Sea islands to Samoa, the Solomons, New Guinea, and the Philippines. All the Pacific roads converged on Japan and the Asiatic mainland.
 Dad was a Seabee in the Pacific Theater of Operations. These construction battlions earned the gratitude and respect of Allied fighting men who served with or followed them. Their actions were incomparable in history. With eighty percent of the Naval Construction Force concentrated on the three Pacific roads, they built and fought their way to victory.

In the North, Central, South and Southwest Pacific areas, the Seabees built 111 major airstrips, 441 piers, 2,558 ammunition magazines, 700 square blocks of warehouses, hospitals to serve 70,000 patients, tanks for the storage of 100,000,000 gallons of gasoline, and housing for 1,500,000 men. In construction and fighting operations, the Pacific Seabees suffered more than 200 combat deaths and earned more than 2,000 Purple Hearts. They served on four continents and on more than 300 islands.
 Many of the first Seabees were sent to the North Pacific to stop what looked like might become a major Japanese offensive. By late June 1942 Seabees had landed in Alaska and had begun building advanced bases on key islands in the Aleutian chain. In 1943, these new bases were used to stage the joint Army-Navy force that recaptured Attu and Kiska. The long arm of Seabee-built bases pointing toward Japan served as a threat to the Japanese.

Of the remaining two Pacific roads, the one through the jungles of the South and Southwest Pacific had the Philippines as one of its principal destinations. The Seabees' first stop along this road was in the Society Islands.

The First Naval Construction Battalion (later redesignated the 1st Construction Battalion Detachment because of its small size) left the United States in January 1942 and, one month later, landed on Bora Bora in the Society Islands.  This battalion called themselves the "Bobcats" after the code name BOBCAT, given to the island of Bora Bora. The Bobcats were the advance party of more than 325,000 men who would serve in the Naval Construction Force during the war. The Bobcats' mission was to construct a fueling station that would service the many ships and planes necessary to defend and keep open the sea lanes to Australia.

Soon after landing, the Bobcats discovered the island had disadvantages. Continual rainfall and disease combined to make life miserable for Seabees. The island, far from the regular trade routes, had no piers from which to unload the supply-laden ships. The Bobcats devised a method of bringing supplies ashore aboard pontoon barges and swiftly constructed fueling facilities. The island's tank farms supplied ships and planes that fought the Battle of the Coral Sea.

Two additional groups of Navy construction forces were organized into the 2nd and 3rd Construction Battalion Detachments. Less than five months after the Bobcats arrived on Bora Bora, the Second Detachment was sent to Tongatapu in the Tonga Islands and the Third Detachment to Efate in the New Hebrides.

These two islands were on the supply route to Australia and were being used as a staging area for a counterthrust by the Allies in the Southwest Pacific. The Seabees constructed fuel tank farms, airfields, supply depots, and needed facilities to support military action in the Coral Sea and Solomon Islands.

Guadalcanal was the tip of the Japanese push along the Solomon chain toward the Allied southern communications route. The big Japanese airfields nearing completion on Guadalcanal needed to be destroyed.

The Seabees of the 3rd Construction Battalion Detachment were instructed to build an Allied bomber strip. Within 20 days the detachment had built a 6,000-foot airstrip. As a result, the Allies were able to mount air attacks against Guadalcanal and destroy the Japanese air base under construction.

When the Marines invaded Guadalcanal, the 6th Naval Construction Battalion followed them ashore and became the first Seabees to build under combat conditions. They began repairing the airfield, now named Henderson Field, they had helped destroy.

As fast as the builders leveled the strip and put down Marston matting, the Japanese would send bombers to drop high explosives on their work. In the midst of battle, the Seabees were able to repair shell and bomb holes faster than the Japanese could make them. Allied pilots needed the use of the field, so the Seabees kept the airstrip in operation.

Dad said that this happened to him many times. It was neccessary, he said, to keep working on the airstrips so our planes could take off for counterattack and so they could land again.

Japanese soldiers would attack the ships in the harbor.

“I got up on the roof of a truck and was watching the bombing,” said Dad. “The other guys told me I was crazy and that I just made a good target.”

It seemed to him that the soldiers were all targets all ready, he said.

There were times when his buddys next to him would be killed and he would be left alive and he would wonder why.

The first decorated Seabee hero of the war, Seaman 2nd Class Lawrence C. "Bucky" Meyer, USNR, was among the Seabees of the 6th battalion who worked on Henderson Field. In his off-time, he salvaged and repaired an abandoned machine gun, which, on 3 October 1942, he used to shoot down a Japanese Zero fighter making a strafing run. For this, he was awarded the Silver Star. It was a posthumous award, because 13 days after shooting down the plane, "Bucky" Myer was killed in action when the gasoline barge on which he was working was struck by Japanese naval gunfire.

On the same day Guadalcanal was invaded, Marines landed on Tulagi Island. The Seabees came ashore to construct a torpedo patrol boat and repair base for the U.S. Fleet. The base played a strategic role during sea battles in the “slot.” Patrol boats darted from the Seabee-built base to scout Japanese moves, and crippled American ships came to receive temporary Seabee repairs.

As the Allies continued up the Solomon chain, other islands became centers of construction by Seabee units. At the same time, Seabees in the Southwest Pacific were driving northward from Australia to New Guinea and the Philippines.

It was during the landing on Treasury Island in the Solomons, on 28 November 1943, that Fireman 1st Class Aurelio Tassone, USNR, of the 87th Naval Construction Battalion created the legendary figure of the Seabee astride his bulldozer rolling over enemy positions. Tassone was driving his bulldozer ashore during the landing when Lieutenant Charles E. Turnbull, CEC, USNR, told him a Japanese pillbox was holding up the advance from the beach.  Tassone drove his dozer toward the pillbox, using the blade as a shield, while Lieutenant Turnbull provided covering fire with his carbine. Under continuous heavy fire, Tassone crushed the pillbox with the dozer blade, killing all 12 of its occupants. For this act Tassone was awarded the Silver Star.

Since the blade of a bulldozer could be left in a position to protect the driver, my father and others, also used the blade as a shield. Hand grenades would bounce off the curved blade. When the dozer driver got to the pillbox or area where the Japanese soldiers were concentrated, he would lower the blade swiftly and bury the enemy in earth. Dad said he buried many men alive and could hear their screams.

“It was them or us,” he said. “That is war.”

Although Seabees were only supposed to fight to defend what they built, such acts of heroism were numerous. In all, Seabees earned 33 Silver Stars and 5 Navy Crosses during World War II. But they also paid a price: 272 enlisted men and 18 officers killed in action. In addition more than 500 Seabees died in accidents. Construction is essentially a hazardous business.

Another milestone in Seabee history was in the making of a film in 1943 and released in early 1944. The motion picture “The Fighting Seabees,” starring John Wayne and Susan Hayward, made “Seabee” a household word during the latter part of the war.  
 Seabees in the Southwest Pacific constructed new staging and supply ports at several Australian coastal points. By mid-1943, however, MeNew Guinea, resounded with the roar of battle and the clatter of Seabee hammers and bulldozers. After building an important bomber strip that helped fend off Japanese air attacks, they constructed a communications station at Port Moresby.

Finally, on 26 December 1943, the Seabees joined the First Marine Division in an assault on Japanese-held Cape Gloucester, New Britain. During the battle, Seabees bulldozed paths to the Japanese lines so that American tanks could attack the hostile positions. By New Year's Day, the Japanese airstrips were captured and the American flag flew over the entire Cape.

In the busy months following the capture of the Admiralties, the Seabees transformed Manus and Los Negros into the largest U.S. naval and air base in the Southwest Pacific. By 1944 the new base had become the primary location for service, supply, and repair of the Seventh U.S. Fleet. During the same month, the capture of Emirau Island completed the encirclement of Rabaul. There the Seabees built a strategic, two-field air base, huge storage and fuel dumps, a floating dry dock, miles of roads, and a base for torpedo patrol boats.

Leapfrogging ahead with General Douglas MacArthur's forces, the Seabees reached Hollandia and turned it into base instrumental in the liberation of the Philippines. The Seabees of the Third Naval Construction Brigade were still with General MacArthur when the South and Southwest Pacific roads to victory converged on the Philippine Island of Leyte in October 1944. Naval Construction Battalions operated the pontoon barges and causeway units that brought the Allied Forces ashore and fulfilled General MacArthur's famous promise to one day return.

Seabees were soon joined by those of the Second and Seventh Naval Construction Brigades, began building the facilities that were needed to make the Philippines a great forward base in the Pacific.

The Seabees of this force built U.S. Navy and Army airfields, supply depots, staging areas for men and materials, training areas and camp-sites.  Seventh Fleet headquarters moved to the Philippines and Seabees built the facilities that the fleet required: fleet anchorages, submarine bases, ships repair facilities, fast torpedo boat bases. By the summer of 1945, U.S. military forces were prepared and poised for that last step on the South Pacific road to victory.

While the Seabees in the South and Southwest Pacific were in the Philippines, those to the north were moving across the Central Pacific island chains. It was on this hazardous road that the Seabees perhaps made their greatest contributions toward winning the war.

They played a major role in the savage fighting which characterized the island- hopping campaign in the Central Pacific. After landing in the initial Marine assaults, Seabee battalions built the advanced bases from which the U.S. Pacific Fleet, the Marines, and the Army moved toward the Japanese homeland.

Tarawa Atoll in the Gilberts was one of the toughest of them all. At a cost of nearly 1,000 American dead, the Seabees, who landed with the Marines in a mere fifteen hours put a shell-pocked airfield back into operation.

The seizure of the Marianas spelled the beginning of the end for the Japanese. The loss of the islands cut the Japanese line of defense and, even more important, gave the United States an airbase from which bombers could strike at the very heart of the Japanese Empire, the homeland. It was during Operation "Forager," as the Marianas Campaign was named, that the Seabees made one of their most significant contributions in the Pacific Theater of Operations.

Seabees and Marines landed together on the beaches of first Saipan, then Guam, and finally Tinian. The very same day the Marines captured Aslito, the main Japanese airfield on Saipan, the Seabees went to work repairing its bomb-damaged runways. Stopping only to fend off Japanese counterattacks, they succeeded in making the airstrip operational within four days.

During the three week battle for Guam, the Seabees participated by unloading ships and performing vital construction jobs directed at eventually turning the island into the advanced headquarters for the United States Pacific Fleet, an airbase for Japan-bound B-29s, and a huge center of war supply.

The invasion of Tinian called for yet another exhibition of Seabee ingenuity. Because its narrow beaches were covered with low coral cliffs, Seabees devised and operated special movable ramps which made the landings possible. Once ashore, and even as the battle raged, their bulldozers accomplished prodigious feats of construction on the damaged and unfinished Japanese airfield.

What was needed after the successful Marianas campaign was an emergency landing field much closer to the Japanese homeland that would service crippled bombers returning from raids and enable shorter- ranged fighter planes to accompany the giant bombers to their targets. The island chosen for this purpose was Iwo Jima, scene of some of the most savage fighting of the war.

On 19 February 1945, the Fifth Amphibious Corps, which included the 133rd Naval Construction Battalion and elements of the 31st Naval Construction Battalion, hit the beaches. During the assault, the 133rd Naval Construction Battalion suffered more men killed or wounded than any other Seabee battalion. The Seabees later built an emergency landing field and fighter airstrips needed by the Allies.

Seabees played a key role in the last big operation of the island war, the seizure of Okinawa. The main invasion forces landed on Okinawa's west coast Hagushi beaches on Easter Sunday, 1 April 1945. Off the amphibious landing craft and over pontoons placed by the 130th Naval Construction Battalion went the 24th Army Corps and Third Amphibious Corps. Right beside them were the 58th, 71st and 145th Naval Construction Battalions. A few days later, two additional Naval Construction Battalions, the 44th and 130th, landed. The fighting was heavy and prolonged, and organized resistance did not cease until 21 June 1945.

The Seabees' task on Okinawa, whose physical facilities a fierce bombardment had all but destroyed, they built ocean ports, a grid of roads, bomber and fighter fields, a seaplane base, quonset villages, tank farms, storage dumps, hospitals, and ship repair facilities.

Nearly 55,000 Seabees, organized into four brigades, participated in Okinawa construction operations. By the beginning of August 1945, sufficient facilities, supplies, and manpower were available to mount an invasion of the Japanese home islands.
 While the Allied forces in the Philippines and on Okinawa were readying themselves for the final battles that would get them to Tokyo and complete the roads to victory, decisive events were taking place on the island of Tinian in the Marianas.
 This was where my father was now located.

During the summer of 1945, the USS Indianapolis (CA-35) arrived at Tinian from the Naval Weapons Center at Port Chicago, California. Seabees of the Sixth Naval Construction Brigade helped with the unloading of the components of a newly- developed weapon. The Seabees then stored the elements in a shed built by themselves, and organized a detachment to guard the shed and its mysterious contents. Scientists assembled the weapon in the shed with several Seabees assisting as handymen.

My father helped construct the runway on Tinian where the Enola Gay landed and where the airplane lifted off on its way to drop the first atomic bombs.

“We knew something was up,” said Dad. “It was of a much stronger construction than any airstrips we had built before.”

On 6 August 1945 the new weapon was loaded into a U.S. Army Air Force B-29 bomber, named the Enola Gay. A short time later, the Enola Gay took off with its secret load from Tinian's North Field, which the Seabees had built, and started on her mission to Japan. Later in the day, the mission ended with the dropping of the first atomic bomb on Hiroshima.

Realizing that the war was lost, the Japanese government negotiated a cease fire that went into effect on 16 August. On 2 September 1945 Japan formally surrendered, and Allied forces occupied the Japanese home islands in a peaceful manner. Thus, the Pacific roads to victory reached their final destination.

With the general demobilization following the war, the Construction Battalions were reduced to 3,300 men on active duty by 1950. Between 1949 and 1953, Naval Construction Battalions were organized into two types of units: Amphibious Construction Battalions (ACBs) and Naval Mobile Construction Battalions (NMCBs).

Monday, December 5, 2011

The Forgotten Carols: 20 Years of Holiday Magic


Twenty years ago, Michael McLean created a Christmas performance that has endeared itself in the hearts of thousands. This year, Alyssa was in the performance at UVU and AnnMarie bought us tickets. It was great!‏

Alyssa was in the choir and was the leader of the off-key on-stage group as well. She is a natural on stage and has a beautiful voice so we were very proud.

I can see why 'The Forgotten Carols" has been popular for such a long time. I loved, of course, that Alyssa was there and that she, and the way that she lights up a stage, were so appealing but I would go see it again because it has such heart. It was a great way to welcome the Christmas season.

Melanie wrote: Our Stake in Missouri put this on. It was good. I think Todd has seen it as well. How wonderful that Alyssa was able to perform in it. She has been very busy this year! Melanie

Todd wrote: Amy and I saw it at UVU. I really liked it. I bet she was terrific. 


Kirsten wrote: One of my FHE bros was in the "homeless" group, so i saw it at Timp High School 16 years ago.  It was great even then. Kirsten



Friday, November 18, 2011

Questions Myrna's Grandkids Asked

Grammy, please describe your favorite family activity when you were younger.

There were so many that I cannot pick just one. When I was alone with just Grandma, I liked to read, draw, play with dolls and paper dolls. I made clothes for both kinds of dolls. I learned to be very careful with scissors during these creative bouts. Once when I was cutting out a paper doll creation, I held the doll against my skirt. Grandma told me to be careful and I thought I was but when I finished I had cut the dress for the doll out of my skirt. I am certain that through some kind of patch or creative mending Grandma made it so that I could wear in again. But all I remember was her exclamation, "Myrna Rae, I told you to be careful!" I don't remember that scissors were taken away from me but I do remember that I had to sit at the dining room table to cut things out for quite a while. This was also a good learning experience for my children because I would caution them not to cut their clothes and to cut with something hard between them and their clothes like a table or a hard-cover book.

Most of my activities Grandma joined in along with me. We did all sorts of arts, crafts, reading projects and science projects together. Sometimes she would pay the fee for me to go to one of her art workshops which she attended as a teacher. I loved that. I would get involved and learned to do all sorts of different projects.

I like listening to radio series. You could listen to the radio and still draw or color or do a myriad of other things. The second version of Bobby Benson, which began in 1949 and aired until June 1955, was one of my favorites. It outlasted every other kids' dramatic show, including Superman, Green Hornet, Captain Midnight, Sky King and Straight Arrow. I also liked Roy Rogers, a singing cowboy actor, one of the most heavily marketed stars of the day. He and his wife Dale Evans, his golden palomino, Trigger, and his German Shepherd dog, Bullet, were in more than 100 movies and The Roy Rogers Show. The show ran on radio for nine years before moving to television from 1951 through 1957. He had a sidekick, either Pat Brady, Andy Devine, George "Gabby" Hayes. I liked Gabby well enough on television but he had a beard and, when I was five or so, he terrified me because he was also crotchety.

Grandma tried taking Garth and Aunt Renee to movies when I was that age. She had to take me out when Gabby came on because he looked so big on the screen that he scared the bejabbers out of me. I didn't much like Santa because of his white beard either. Once, at the movie, there was a phone that kept ringing and ringing, part of the plot, and I hollered out, from the balcony so that my voice carried, "Well, answer the phone!" That got a lot of laughs, much to my surprise. Later, my cousins and I used to go to the Saturday matinee during the daytime. The theatre would show several movies in series and would end each one with a cliff-hanger. You just had to go again the next week to find out what happened.

Picnics were may favoirte summertime activity. Aunt Renee and Uncle Max loved fishing. I never did but I sure liked to be along. So did Grandma and those picnics and being in the canyons were treasures.

I also liked singing and playing the piano though I was not very good at the piano. I thought I was a great singer. I took singing lessons for several years and sang at various places for various programs. I loved it until I was about 16 and then I started to get so frightened that my voice would shake. Rather than face down my fears, which I should have done, I just quit accepting invitations to sing. Nobody can really make a 1 6-year old do anything. They can plead, suggest and cajole but they cannot make you show up. I started volunteering to read some of my poetry for groups that would call me. I thought I would grow up to be a famous poetess. We all see how that worked out. I did win several poetry contests and, in one, was named the poet with the most promise.

I loved painting and art of any kind. My Aunt Pat, my father's sister, became my first patron and would pay me  50-cents for one of my creations. Later I sold oil paintings to some of my teachers and gifted some to others, at their request. One I did for a wedding gift, at her request, for Miss Moleno when she was married. She was an elementary school teacher and we became friends through my grandmother. I even sat at her guest book at her reception and was a guest at her Catholic wedding and the meal that followed.

My favorite thing to do was play with my Childs cousins. When we were together, which was usually daily, we played and played and played. If the weather was good, we played outdoors with the neighborhood kids, sometimes, and sometimes with just us. We had lived with them, Grandmother and I, after she gave up her job as principal in Wattis to move to Price after my mother died. Garth was born during that time and we really thought, for several years, that we were brother and sister. It came as a shock to us both when Great-Grandmother Pritchett came to live with us and we moved to a little rented house not far away from Aunt Renee and Uncle Max. It was traumatic to the two of us. Aunt Renee made certain that we spent lots and lots of time together anyway.

We later moved to a rented home on Carbon Avenue, the two older women and I. It had a huge backyard and lots of neighbor kids our ages. We had a big garden and Aunt Renee and Grandma spent hours and hours caring for it and bottling the results of their labors. Summers were wonderful because we would spend whole days together.

We were cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, soldiers, pilots, Superman and his enemies. We played with kids at the Childs' neighborhood or at mine. We played hours of hide-and-seek. We rode trikes, roller skated, played marbles, played with plastic cowboys and small cars in my sand pile. We climbed trees though I wasn't particularly good at it. We picked tomatoes, green peppers and green peas from our combined garden. Those summers were the best because they seemed to last forever. Winters we built snowmen, sleighed, ice skated and just romped about. I didn't ever like to get too cold but I was up for some snow fun. The boys were good at ball as was Aunt Renee. I was hopeless but I was a good admirer of skill. Hang, I had a difficult time learning how hopscotch. My boy cousins had to teach me how. I think that Aunt Renee and Grandma, who were both athletic, used to just shake their heads at my lack of ability.

Like kids everywhere, we had homework. We sometimes worked at it in the same house and sometimes independently. They were better at math but we all liked to read and read and read and to be read to. What a wonderful childhood. Every day was a gift.