To my old shipmates in FARENHOLT It doesn’t seem possible that so many years have gone by since that hot day in August, 1943, when I joined your wonderful ship in Noumea. The memories of those nights “up the slot” are vivid to all of us, for that was where we spent most of our nights. Our days we spent taking on more ammunition and fuel in Purvis Bay. But our memories of those hectic times are memories of people, people who fought hard and successfully. People who devoted themselves to doing as much as they possibly could for their ship and for each other. The people we served with during the war are the best friends any of us have. That is why it is always a happy time when we can get together. In October that same year FARENHOLT was a lucky ship, for we had our first R & R in Sydney. That was the time I detached from ComDesRon 12 to return to the Solomons immediately, but I carried out those orders the first night we arrived in Sydney. I remember that too - and I have always wondered whatever happened in Sydney. Have a wonderful reunion. | 
