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Alfred Lind was the actual Commander of the convoy (NY 119) in which the USS Mason experienced that massive storm in mid October 1944. Commander Lind, as with most of the veterans of WWII, didn't speak of his experiences from the war. His family learned of these recommendations after Mary Pat Kelly had written her book. His real name was used in the movie, after some good timing when a grandson discovered the existence of the book, then attempted to contact Mary Pat Kelly. See more »
During the storm while escorting the convoy the radioman and the officer refer to the "aerial" being blown away. On a Navy ship there are no "aerials", they are called "antennas". See more »
Just saw 'Proud" on a tape last night and didn't know that there was an all black enlisted man crew on a U.S. Navy ship during WWII. Maybe the acting and direction left something to be desired, but the message came across loud and clear.
I enlisted in the Marines at the age of 17, right after WWII was over. In the 3 years I served, I never saw a black Marine. I understood there were some black Marines that served in service and supply units, but they did not go through boot camp with white Marines and were completely segregated from us.
On the Navy ships I boarded, the only black sailors I ever saw were messmen and stewards in the galley and they kept pretty much to themselves. In 1948, when the armed forces were desegregated, I still didn't notice any difference in the racial makeup of our outfit. At the time I didn't think anything of it, but in hindsight, it was an awful way to treat black Americans. I'm glad that era is over.
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