Monday, December 24, 2007

ARIZONA Mess Treasurer

Ensign Jack Arnold designed this Christmas card for Arizona's wardroom officers, probably in 1934 or 1935. Note that the lights on the tree match those on the ship.

Jack joined the wardroom of USS Arizona in 1934, shortly after graduating from the U.S. Naval Academy. He was assigned as officer in charge of the aftermost of the battleship's four heavy gun mounts, Turret No. 4. In addition, he was elected mess treasurer for the wardroom, a post which he had run for on the promise that he would please one man at every meal. When one of his comrades demanded later to know why the quality of the food hadn't improved, Arnold replied that he had indeed pleased one man at every meal. When the officer demanded to know who that man was, Arnold replied, "Me. I've been happy with every meal we've had!"

Information courtesy of USS ARIZONA Preservation Project, with many thanks for the honor they do our people. Check out their project. What a wonderful site.

Friday, December 21, 2007

The Second Chicken Thief

While AC was stationed at Fort Monroe, Virginia after World War I, Douglas MacArthur came to dinner. AC and MacArthur had been friends since serving together under Brigadier General John J. Pershing on the Mexico Punitive Expedition. The menu for the evening was fried chicken, gravy and the like. Jack’s mother, Irene, was famous throughout the Army for her fried chicken. An Arnold chicken dinner was an event not to be missed. Quite an accomplishment for a southern service.

AC being an Army captain at the time had no houseboys assigned. Thus, the job of serving the dinner fell to the eldest son, Jack. As Jack was serving the chicken, he served from the “wrong” side. Ever the gentleman, MacArthur hesitated a bit to allow service from the correct side. When it appeared Jack would not be moving he reached for the chicken. Just as he reached, Jack noticed the eye gesture from AC and quickly stepped to the other side. MacArthur grasped open air for his chicken and exclaimed, “You took my chicken!” A moment passed, as Jack started to respond MacArthur continued, “That is the second time an Arnold took my chicken!”

With that the story from a couple of years before in 1918 surfaced. AC had been on patrol with his unit, the 1/326 Infantry at Chateau-Thierry. They had gone through the lines on a reconnaissance patrol into No Man’s Land, then probed enemy lines. As they crossed back through the lines, the Germans began shelling the American position. Their entry back into the American lines was near MacArthur’s Command Post. When they got there they found the post empty, the headquarters personnel had withdraw to their bunker until the shelling ended. On the table was set a roast chicken dinner, complete with vegetables, dessert and, most important, a nice wine. With the food in sight, the shelling did not seem so near or deadly. After consuming all that had been put out, AC went to the bunker to report.

Thus, Jack became the Second Chicken Thief in the Arnold family.

ADM Jackson D. Arnold, Oral History November 2005

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Night Flying aboard SAVANNAH

When I was the Senior Aviator for Cruiser Scouting Squadron Eight aboard the brand new light cruiser SAVANNAH in 1939 someone at fleet got a great idea, we should try night operations. Up until that point, we were really a Day VFR Only operation. Our SOC Floatplanes were fitted for instrument flying, but we did very little of it. Anyway, the fellow up at fleet directed SAVANNAH’s air detachment to conduct a feasibility study on night operations. They apparently never thought about a gradual approach. Our first operation called for all six aircraft to launch at night and conduct a sortie, then land. The operation was to be conducted on a night with a full overcast.

The night came. We launched all six aircraft. I climbed into my cockpit, started the engine. As the gyroscopes wound up, I caged the attitude and heading gyros and called for the catapult shot. I was slammed back into my seat. When the aircraft stabilized, I uncaged the attitude indicator, then the heading indicator. Black as the inside of a cow it was. Hopefully, we were still right side up. The gyros would self correct for vertical over time and I could adjust the heading from my compass.

After flying around uselessly for about two hours, we came back to land. The ship had her lights on. She turned giving us a wake to land in. I touched down and came to a rather abrupt stop. My aircraft almost went over on her back, but she made it.

My five other aircraft all ended up upside down in the water. Frankly, I don’t think it was because I was the best pilot(although I expect I gave the others that impression), I was just way luckier. I wish I could remember the names of the other pilots and observers. Brave men, all.

That flight was my most terrifying experience of my career. It pretty well showed that at that time night flying was impractical for floatplanes. There just weren’t enough brave marines embarked to get a pilot in the plane for a second flight.

ADM Jackson D. Arnold, Oral History December 2005

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Funeral Arrangements

Because his nieces and nephews are so widely scattered, Jack asked that we give sufficient time for every one who wanted to come to be able to make arrangements. Because of the date of his death in relation to the Christmas holidays, his funeral has been set for:

LOCATION: NAS North Island Chapel
DATE: Saturday, 19 January 2008
TIME: 1430 (2:30pm)

There will be a reception following, currently set for the North Island Officers’ Club. Jack was stationed at NAS North Island at least three times and commanded two units there, in addition to being assigned to ARIZONA while she was home ported in San Diego. The specific date was chosen as it would have been Muriel’s 92nd birthday and they always made a big event of it. The people at North Island are honored to have the service there and are providing considerable support.

If you have any questions, please contact Bill Arnold at:

e-mail bill@arnoldoffice,com
Telephone (619) 233-1096

Friday, December 14, 2007

BB-39 ARIZONA Memories

During the 1930s two of the ship’s junior officers were Ensigns Rufus Taylor* and Jackson Arnold, not long out of the Naval Academy. Half a century later, Arnold, by then a four-star admiral, recounted a time the two had gone ashore together in Panama. They stumbled onto a game of chance, and Arnold soon lost half his $20 cash supply while rolling dice. He was ready to quit, but his friend, who had been roaming around the room, encouraged him to keep on shooting. Arnold did, and he lost the remaining $10. He was thoroughly disgusted when he confronted Taylor, who—to Arnold’s amazement—gave him $60 as his share of winnings. “Where did you get that?” asked Arnold. Taylor smoothly replied, “Look, you are probably the worst crap shooter in the world. I’ve been betting against you ever since you’ve been rolling.” Another voice from the Arizona. - Paul Stillwell


* Rufus Taylor, later Vice Admiral, USN Intelligence

The Start

Admiral Jackson Dominick Arnold was a four-star admiral in the United States Navy who served as Chief of Naval Material (CNM) from 1970 to 1971.

Early Life

"Jack" Arnold was born in Gainesville, Florida, the first of five children of U.S. Army Major Albert C. "AC" Arnold and the former Irene Dominick. A far-ranging adventurer, AC Arnold had fought in the Boer War on the side of the Boers; joined the Seventh Cavalry as a trooper; been a riverboat gambler; fought beside Brigadier General John J. Pershing on the Mexico Punitive Expedition; been awarded a Distinguished Service Cross for actions with the 1/326 Infantry at Château-Thierry during World War I; gone to law school; and been assigned to several positions in the peacetime Army before rejoining the Seventh at Fort Lewis, Washington, where he passed away in 1932.

Jack grew up in Army posts around the United States. He was proud of accidentally “taking the chicken” from then-Colonel Douglas MacArthur while serving MacArthur dinner in Washington, D.C. MacArthur informed Jack that he was the second Arnold to take MacArthur’s chicken; during World War I, AC had taken an entire chicken dinner from MacArthur while he was in a bunker during a shelling.

Naval Career

Jack was appointed to the United States Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland from Fort Lewis, Washington, where his father was serving as judge advocate general for the Seventh Cavalry and was responsible for federal law west of the Mississippi River. Jack lettered in tennis at the Naval Academy,[3] and graduated with the Class of 1934 at the age of 21.

Like all Naval Academy graduates of the time, he served his first tour in what is now the Surface Warfare Community. After two years aboard the battleship Arizona as her Number 4 Turret Officer, he was selected for training as a naval aviator. Designated Naval Aviator 5551 upon graduating from Pensacola in 1937, his orders were signed by Captain William F. Halsey.

Naval Aviator

His first assignment as a naval aviator was as Material Officer with Torpedo Squadron Six, flying TBD Devastators aboard the aircraft carrier Enterprise on her maiden voyage, which included a goodwill tour of South America. During a port call in Buenos Aires, Argentina, Lieutenant (junior grade) Arnold was awarded a medal from the government of Argentina for saving the life of President Roberto María Ortiz during an assassination attempt. Arnold attended the state dinner that night in his dress whites, complete with blood spatters at the President’s request.

In 1938, he was assigned as the Senior Aviator for Cruiser Scouting Squadron Eight aboard the light cruiser Savannah, flying SOC-1 Seagull floatplanes. His most memorable aviation experience occurred during this tour when he performed night test flights to see if a floatplane could be operated in blackout conditions at sea. The conclusion was that it could, but probably not with the same pilot for more than one flight.

His next assignment was to Ford Island, Pearl Harbor in 1940, as the Engineering Test Pilot, where he met his wife-to-be, Muriel McChesney.

Attack on Pearl Harbor
During the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor on 7 December 1941, then-Lieutenant Arnold made his way to Pearl Harbor under fire. After quite a bit of trouble convincing the crew of a whaleboat to take him to Ford Island, his normal duty station, he finally got to the island. There, during the middle of the first wave’s attack, he fired up the only flyable Wildcat fighter on the island. A ground crew member crawled up on the wing telling him, “You can’t take this airplane!” “The heck I can’t, get off my wing!” Arnold replied. “But it doesn’t have any ammunition!” came the response.

Arnold jumped out of the airplane near the base of the airfield control tower and picked up a Browning Automatic Rifle (BAR) from a Marine who did not need it anymore. A member of the All Navy Pistol Team and a longtime pistol and bird shooter, Arnold was an excellent marksman, and shot down a torpedo plane coming in to strafe the new control tower next to which he was standing. The plane crashed on the field. Between the two waves, Jack and a couple of sailors went over to look at the wreckage. Discovering it belonged to the first wave’s Torpedo Squadron Commander, they drank the downed pilot's sake and returned to the battle. That kill from the ground was later to make Jack the only known pilot who shot down five aircraft (one with a BAR, two with an Avenger torpedo bomber, and two with a Hellcat fighter) who was not an ace.

During the lull between attacks he commandeered a motor whaleboat and began picking up survivors from Arizona and other ships in the harbor. The first person his boat pulled from the water was the Petty Officer in Charge of the Number Four turret on Arizona. Jack did not recognize him as he looked like a seal, black with oil head to toe.
Before leaving Pearl Harbor, he married Muriel McChesney on 16 January 1942.

Carrier Group Two

Then-Lieutenant Commander Arnold was sent to at Naval Air Station Quonset Point as Commander Torpedo Squadron Two,[1] whose patch he designed, flying the new TBF Avenger torpedo bomber with the newly forming Carrier Air Group TWO. The Group was assigned to new aircraft carrier Hornet for her first war cruise. After a short time, then-Commander Arnold was designated Commander Air Group TWO, callsign "Ripper Leader", flying the F6-F Hellcat fighter.

The job of Air Group Commander (CAG) brought a new challenge. The job was offered at 2200, the night before the invasion of Iwo Jima, where Hornet was to play a pivotal role in close air support. The first takeoff was at 0430, to allow the aircraft to be over the beach 30 minutes prior to sunrise. Although an experienced pilot with flight time in an extremely wide variety of aircraft, Arnold had never flown a Hellcat. After planning the attack, he went down to the flight deck and boarded the CAG aircraft with its 99 on the nose. With a flashlight under a blanket, he familiarized himself with the aircraft, then went to his room for a brief rest. The self-checkout must have worked. He made his first Hellcat takeoff at night, into combat. On that very first flight he got the only two kills he was to get in the Hellcat.

At the Battle of the Philippine Sea, he was handed a contact report that indicated the possible presence of the enemy fleet at a point too far west for a round-trip flight. Eager for battle, he declared that regardless of how far west the enemy was found, he would lead an attack, regroup as many planes as possible, and fly eastward until fuel ran out. He felt that a mass ditching would allow the downed aircrews to support each other until the arrival of the task force, which would be summoned to their location with Morse code messages prior to ditching. During the actual attack, he personally scored a damaging near miss on the aircraft carrier Zuikaku, then led his flight back to base and assisted several in his group in landing in darkness under extremely difficult conditions before boarding the carrier himself, a feat for which he was awarded the Navy Cross.

Hornet and her Air Group supported operations in Palau, Guam, Iwo Jima, Saipan and Tinian and the Battle of the Philippine Sea. During the cruise, he flew 165 combat hours, made 4 Japanese aircraft kills, and was awarded two Navy Crosses, a Silver Star, a Distinguished Service Medal, two Distinguished Flying Crosses and seven Air Medals. Air Group Two finished the war after two cruises as the Pacific’s highest scoring Air Group in terms of tonnage sunk and the second in terms of air-to-air kills.


After his tour as CAG, he was assigned to Washington, DC for staff tours, serving in the Aviation Plans Division of the office of the deputy chief of naval operations from 1944 to 1946 and as head of the Integrated Aeronautic Program Unit with additional duty as secretary of the Air Planning Group from 1946 to 1947.

He returned to sea in 1948 as Air Officer aboard the aircraft carrier Boxer. He was in the first group to check out in the McDonnell Phantom (later the Phantom I), the first carrier-borne jet fighter. After that tour, he was offered command of Boxer. With the absolute independence he was known for, he said, “No thank you. I have been at sea since 1934, I’d like a stateside tour, then I’ll be happy to take her to sea.” Turning down a command is never good; turning down command of a carrier, particularly Boxer, the newest of the best, is the end of a career.

Chief of Naval Material

Jack was designated an Aeronautical Engineering Duty Officer and assigned to Naval Air Station North Island as the Overhaul and Repair Officer. There he met the man who was to be his best friend and neighbor, Commander Johnny Olson, who had joined the Navy as a Ship’s Carpenter in 1903 and was now the Commander of the Aircraft Repair and Overhaul Unit.
After another staff tour, Arnold attended Harvard University, where he got his Masters in Business Administration in 1952. Subsequent assignments in the various Bureaus of Aeronautics, Weapons and Materiel, culminating in an assignment as the Force Material Officer on the staff of Commander Naval Air Force, U.S. Pacific Fleet in 1963, gave Arnold a well-rounded background which made him the logical choice to succeed Admiral Ignatius J. Galantin as the final Chief of the Bureau of Naval Materiel and the first Commander of the newly formed Naval Material Command. The fact that he kept current as a Naval Aviator made him a standout choice for promotion.

He became Deputy Chief of Naval Material for Logistic Support in 1966, Vice Chief of Naval Material in 1967, and Chief of Naval Material in June 1970. He was advanced to the rank of full admiral on October 14, 1970, the first restricted line officer to attain that rank.

He retired from the Navy on November 30, 1971, and was replaced at Naval Material Command by a longtime friend and shipmate, Admiral Isaac C. Kidd, Jr.


After moving around the country and being at sea for years, Arnold retired to Rancho Santa Fe, California, where he built a home of his own design for himself and his wife Muriel. They were both active in the Rancho Santa Fe Garden Club and other activities in the community.

In retirement, Arnold stayed active in aviation, joining the Cubic Corporation Board of Directors, the Golden Eagles, the San Diego Aerospace Museum and various other naval aviation oriented groups. Ever the artist, he continued drawing and working in his garden. Occasionally, he would put an entry into the Rancho Santa Fe Garden Club show, almost always gaining a ribbon or two. Towards the end of his life, Jack spent most of his time in his living room watching television. He loved to watch cavalry, western, and action movies. A particular favorite was Walker, Texas Ranger.

Although the Arnolds had no children of their own, they were very close to their families, the McChesneys and the Arnolds. They spent a lot of time with their nieces and nephews over the years. Somehow the assignments always kept them near their family and they got an opportunity to be with them. Leading by example, he passed his values throughout the family: God, honor, country, politeness, and preparing for all of life.