A rather poignant portrait of what it was like to be on shore during the height of U-boat attacks off the east coast.
When World War II Was Fought off North
Carolina’s Beaches...
excerpt:
....The greatest concentration of U-boat attacks happened off North Carolina’s Outer Banks,
where dozens of ships passed daily. So many ships were attacked that, in time, the waters
near Cape Hatteras earned a nickname: “Torpedo Junction.” U.S. military and
government authorities didn’t want people to worry, so news reports of enemy U-boats
near the coast were classified, or held back from the public for national security reasons.
For many years, most people had no idea how bad things really were. But families living
on the Outer Banks knew—they were practically in the war.
“We’d hear these explosions most any time of the
day or night and it would shake the houses and
sometimes crack the walls,” remembered Blanche
Jolliff, of Ocracoke village. Even though ships were
being torpedoed by enemy U-boats almost every
day, just a few miles away, coastal residents had no
choice but to live as normally as possible. “We sort
of got used to hearing it,” Gibb Gray said. “The
explosions were mostly in the distance, so we
weren’t too scared. I remember we were walking to
school one day, and the whole ground shook. We
looked toward the ocean, just beyond the Cape
Hatteras lighthouse, and there was another huge
cloud of smoke. That was the oil tanker, Dixie
Arrow.”
Some Outer Bankers came closer to the war than they would have preferred. Teenager
Charles Stowe, of Hatteras, and his father were headed out to sea aboard their fishing
boat one day when they nearly rammed a U-boat, which was rising to the surface directly...
http://www.ncmuseumofhistory.org/col...7s.Beaches.pdf
Carolina’s Beaches...
excerpt:
....The greatest concentration of U-boat attacks happened off North Carolina’s Outer Banks,
where dozens of ships passed daily. So many ships were attacked that, in time, the waters
near Cape Hatteras earned a nickname: “Torpedo Junction.” U.S. military and
government authorities didn’t want people to worry, so news reports of enemy U-boats
near the coast were classified, or held back from the public for national security reasons.
For many years, most people had no idea how bad things really were. But families living
on the Outer Banks knew—they were practically in the war.
“We’d hear these explosions most any time of the
day or night and it would shake the houses and
sometimes crack the walls,” remembered Blanche
Jolliff, of Ocracoke village. Even though ships were
being torpedoed by enemy U-boats almost every
day, just a few miles away, coastal residents had no
choice but to live as normally as possible. “We sort
of got used to hearing it,” Gibb Gray said. “The
explosions were mostly in the distance, so we
weren’t too scared. I remember we were walking to
school one day, and the whole ground shook. We
looked toward the ocean, just beyond the Cape
Hatteras lighthouse, and there was another huge
cloud of smoke. That was the oil tanker, Dixie
Arrow.”
Some Outer Bankers came closer to the war than they would have preferred. Teenager
Charles Stowe, of Hatteras, and his father were headed out to sea aboard their fishing
boat one day when they nearly rammed a U-boat, which was rising to the surface directly...
http://www.ncmuseumofhistory.org/col...7s.Beaches.pdf
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