Drafted
to Panama: An Interview with Staff Sgt. Floyd Curtis
On May 18, 2001, I
interviewed Staff Sgt. Floyd Curtis about his experiences during World War II,
inside the Canton Public Library. Within the next week I plan to begin writing a
vignette based on the information I have gathered from the interview. Drafted
in 1941, Mr. Curtis was sent to complete basic training at Fort Bragg, NC. He
did not realize that, after December 7, he was to spend four years in Panama.
The following transcript represents only a portion of the interview. The
letters “FC” represent Mr. Curtis speaking, while “Q”
represents the questions I asked.
FC: ...when Pearl Harbor
came on a Sunday, we didn’t even finish our basic training yet...they
called us out on that Sunday night -- you don’t remember, ‘cause
you’re too young anyway -- they called us out at midnight and said we
were going to be shipping out. We hadn’t even finished our basic training
yet. So we all got out there, we went back in and got our duffel bags all
loaded and got on the train...went down to Florida. Then from there, we got on
a ship...we still didn’t know where we were going, they didn’t tell
us anything...so we got on the ship, we all slept up on deck on the floor -- no
rooms, there were so many of us -- and then they told us where we were going --
Panama. I figured we were very lucky, we didn’t have to go over to
Germany and those places to fight...but they’d had word that the Panama
Canal was gonna be attacked by the Japanese. So they got us on the boat, we
went down to Panama -- took us four days, and I was sick every day --and we
went up through the Canal, which was real nice, we went up through the daytime.
So we got a good
view of that...and we got into where the barracks were. We sat there for three
days, still didn’t know what we were going to do. So the fourth day came,
they said we were going out to the islands -- San Blas Islands, all those
islands there -- and we were going to work on radar. I don’t know if you
know what that is...yes? They told us where we were gonna go for the first
time, it was one of those San Blas Islands out there, and we slept in tents.
And...it wasn’t very good. We slept in tents. Had nothing to eat for a
day and a half...well we had the rations, but ...<laugh> to have
those...they weren’t that good.
Anyway, we had rations, then the ration boat
came in...and we had good
supplies. Spam, ham, powdered eggs, powdered potatoes, powdered, um,
eggs...everything was...powdered. We didn’t have any fresh food...so we start
clearing the area, and we put our tents up. And slept in those. And we were
greeted by a lot of snakes, which we weren’t used to....a lot of
different kinds of snakes, and we had nets over our beds...so we did alright.
And we were told about catching malaria...they gave us pills...told us to be
sure to take those during the day...didn’t have fresh water, had to go
down and put water in a canvas bag, and put the pills in there...one of my best
friends died from malaria...
Q: When did that happen?
FC: Back in 1941, I guess it was. They sent
him home...when he got home I guess he lasted about a month and died. So...we
cleared the area and got our tents...and there was just nothing to do there.
The natives were there...there was nothing for us to do. So we did a lot of
swimming...we had a lot of fun, the waves were a pretty good size...and we just
sat there, sat there, sat there, and then they brought out the radar. To track
the airplanes. Four hours on a shift, and four hours off...and we did that for four
years. It was interesting at first, but after four years it gets tiresome. But
we had an identification that could tell us if it was an enemy plane or one of
our planes. They called it IFF. Of course, if the plane got below the mountains
there, you couldn’t get it on your radar. So we go there, sit there for
four hours...then go have our lunch somewhere, and after four hours go back
again, so that’s what we did. That’s all.
Q: Every day?
FC: Every single day. Very boring. And then
you’d sit there, sit there, sit there, we didn’t have no games to
play with down there, no games...and we stayed on that one island, that San
Blas island...for one year. And then they called in and said we were going to
get shipped to another island -- well, I forgot the name of the island,
there’s so many of them -- and we got there, and there's a two-man
submarine there from Japan. So I guess it was a crashed spy or something, I
don’t know, really. We never found out. So we stayed there, but down
there, instead of sleeping in tents they had set up barracks on the other
island, which was alright with us. But it didn’t help our food any. Still
had all dried food...yup...and that was it. And we stayed there for another
year, then went to another island...three different islands while I was there
for four years. It was...it was monotonous, really. We had to sit and watch
that stupid screen...watch it for four hours...but actually, we were lucky
compared to what some of the fellas went through in the war. But we did have to
clean the area, with Collins Company machetes...took the brush all down so we
could get through fast. And then the rainy season...thirty days in a row, rain,
rain, rain, rain. We used to go to bed at night and take our shoes off, and
we’d wake up in the morning and our shoes would be all green. But
compared to what some of the soldiers went through in Europe, we had it real
easy. Finally thought about it and said, yeah, we were lucky. And that’s
about it.
Q: What sort of interaction did you have
with the natives?
FC: The natives were good to us...they
didn’t like the way we used their coconuts though. Used to send the kids
up to the top of the coconut tree...they climbed it just like a monkey, those
kids...and they’d take a couple coconuts and throw them down, and
we’d just cut the top off and drink the juice and throw it away.
They’d eat all the inside and everything. So we got caught on that and
they told us not to eat any more coconuts...well, we didn’t know. That
was a lot of their food. But...and then we came home, took us seven days to
come home, on an LST‹a flat-bottomed boat‹and I spent seven days up
on deck...sick all the way home. Seasick when I went down, seasick
when I came back. And the
Navy...they’d think they were smart, you know, they’d come up in
the kitchen, where we got some pork chops for you, or something like
that...trying to be funny. But we just considered ourselves lucky we were there
and had to do no fighting.
Q: How many people were you down there
with?
FC: Four platoons. We went down and most of
us had to sleep up on deck, we had to use our duffel bags...for a pillow. Oh
yeah, we didn’t have no place to sleep, we had to sleep up on deck. And
when you’d get up to walk you’d walk on somebody at night. They
hurried us down there because they heard the canal was going to be attacked.
Q: So as soon as Pearl Harbor was bombed,
everything suddenly changed?
FC: That’s why we went that same
Sunday night. That’s why we started at 12:00 Sunday night, to go to
Panama...yup.
Q: What rank did you end up with in the
armed services?
FC: I was a staff sergeant. Started out as
a private, then a corporal, then a sergeant, then a staff sergeant, then I came
home.
Q: Did you ever have any scares on the
radar, or was it always just
completely blank?
FC: No...of course, like I say, when the
airplanes came down behind the
mountains where we
couldn’t get them, we couldn’t tell what it was. We
couldn’t tell with
our machine...IFF they called it. Identification Friend or Foe. And we couldn’t
tell what it was...well, we could tell what the
airplane was, but if they
didn’t have that IFF we could have never told
anything.
Q: How did the IFF work?
FC: It gave us a signal. If it was a US
airplane. On the screen, it gave us a signal...of course, the radar came from
England, you know. They didn’t have it here. United States never had it,
it came from England. They used it first. Wonderful thing. You just sit there,
catch the airplanes...and then you get that sign on there, IFF, and it would tell
if it was an enemy or friendly. But the only enemy we saw was that two-man
submarine, I don’t know what happened to the two fellas...?cause it was
Japanese...