The Associated Press reports that 93-year-old retired Navy master chief Glenn Lane who passed away December 10th last year was laid to rest with the fellows he lost on December 7th, 1941, yesterday;
Lane was a seaplane radioman on Dec. 7, 1941, when bombs hit the Arizona. He later recalled being thrown into the water with no life jacket, and swimming as best he could. He saw Ford Island but didn’t think he could make it that far so he swam to the nearby USS Nevada instead. Then the Nevada was hit too.
His daughter, Trish Lane Anderson, said he always wanted to go back.
“When he got blown into the water and he got to the surface and he looked back, he said all he could see was body parts. It always stayed in his mind so crystal clear,” Anderson said. “That that was his dream — to be able to go back there.”
Lane retired in Oak Harbor, Wash., as a master chief after 30 years in the Navy. He suffered shrapnel wounds and burns, but didn’t receive a Purple Heart until 2004.
I can understand his motivation. Rest well brother
Sailor, rest your oar.
Fair winds and following seas, Master Chief.
I bet there’s a hell of an acey-duecy game going on down there too.
That’s a proper burial if I ever did see (read about) one.
God Bless’em all.
I’m glad you’re home, Master Chief. Rest in Peace.
Rest in Peace, Master Chief.
There aren’t too many of these men left. Fair seas and a following wind…..
“Home is the Sailor, home from the sea . . . ”
Rest in peace, Master Chief – with the fallen comrades of your youth. Rest in peace.