My father, Dale Faulken, was a radio operator and one of the original crew of the Segundo. The Navy sent him to Northwestern University to learn morse code and the job. During the 1960’s replica P-Coats were fashionable for school kids. I wore my dad’s original P-Coat up until the early 70’s.  My dad passed away in 2001 and didn’t really like talking about WWII. When pressed about his experiences I  do remember his talk of being sure he was going to die during a depth charge attack. I also remember his account of some of the crew using their bunk mattresses as surf boards during a brief stop in Hawaii. He also said the crew had great respect for the “old man” , Lt Cmdr Fulp. The most amusing story was about the time a shipmate took a shit shower – literally. According to my father’s account one of his shipmates was asleep at the time the announcement was made of an imminent flushing of the bilges. All the crew knew that you didn’t using the shower during this time. The sleepy crewmember, who missed the announcement, decided to take a shower at the precise time that the ship’s sewage was being pumped out to sea and was covered head to foot with the muck. My father told me the story over 40 years ago and I’m afraid I can’t remember anything more about it. I don’t remember if this took place in 44 or 45 – I do know they were somewhere in the Pacific at the time.

I’m sure my father would have enjoyed looking at your web site.

Dale Faulken Jr.

London