- Category: USS Arizona Survivor Stories
- Last Updated: Thursday, 19 November 2015 21:15
- Published: Thursday, 22 May 2003 00:00
Glenn Harvey Lane
Radioman Third Class on 7 December 1941
Submitted by Glenn and Beverly Lane
When the attack started on December 7, 1941, it was just before 0800 and I was on the forecastle of the USS Arizona. I saw torpedo planes, with the rising sun insignia under their wings, attacking ships ahead of us. General alarm was then sounded and we were all told to seek cover. I went aft to the aviation workshop and helped wake men who were still sleeping there and closed battle ports in the optical shop. The order came for all hands not assigned to anti-aircraft batteries to go to the third deck. I started for the third deck but just then General Quarters was sounded. I came back and started for my General Quarters station, which is a repair station (patrol five). We were hit aft and also in one or two other places on the ship. Word came, "Fire in the Executive Officer's Office." Hurst, Bruns, Wentzlaff, and I manned a fire hose and went on the quarterdeck to connect it and fight the fire aft on the quarterdeck where the bomb had hit us.
Lieutenant Commander Fuqua was at his post on the quarterdeck where the bomb had hit us. I was on the nozzle end of the hose and told Hurst and Bruns to turn on the water. They did, but no water came. I turned around to see if the hose had any kinks in it and at that time there was an explosion which knocked me off the ship. I was taken aboard the Nevada where I was brought to my senses in a casemate (no. 3). I had been in the water because I was soaked with oil. The Nevada was underway and I helped handle powder for the 5 inch gun. When the Nevada was hit in the dry dock channel, the gun was put out and the ship was afire. I helped get wounded aft and fought fire until I was choked by smoke and fumes. They sent me from the Nevada to the Solace where I was put to bed and cuts and bruises treated. I couldn't see either until my eyes were washed out and treated. I was released from the Solace December 10, and was sent to Receiving Barracks where Mr. Fuqua told me to rejoin the aviation unit at Ford Island. I saw no signs of fear on the ship. Everyone was surprised and pretty mad.
Beverly Lane, his wife of 59 years, recalled while attending the 2001 reunion at Pearl Harbor, how she had been with his parents on Christmas Eve 1941, when they finally got word he was among the injured. They had heard shortly after the Dec. 7 attack that the Arizona had sunk.
"Went down with all hands, according to one radio account they'd heard," Lane said. "But my Dad knew that wasn't right. He said there would always be some that got off, and if he knew his son, Glenn would be one of them."
September 6, 1941
Pilot, Ensign Laurence A. Williams and Rear-Seat Man, Radioman Third Class Glenn H. Lane, maneuver one of the USS Arizona's Vought Kingfisher planes alongside the ship and then hooks on to the airplane crane.
Ensign Williams was killed on December 7, 1941
Photos: Courtesy of Glenn & Beverly Lane
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