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						Dallas Cheesman
					 Dallas Cheesman, WWII crewmember on the USS 
      Sterlet, (SS-392) weighed anchor for his final patrol on May 17, 2004.
					  Per Cynthia Aukerman, News-Gazette reporter, 
      Winchester, Ohio., July 5, 2003 "Winchester resident Dallas Cheesman knows 
      exactly where he was 59 years ago on July 4 - aboard the submarine USS 
      Sterlet heading out for its first patrol. His wartime service taught him 
      what Independence Day is all aout. "Your country is worth more than your 
      life," Cheesman says. "Your country is more than the flag. It's about your 
      family and friends, Your way of life."
 Cheesman enlisted in 1942 when he was 19. He asked four times for 
      submarine duty, which is all-volunteer, but the Navy kept sending him to 
      other schools. He didn't attend formal submarine school but took the 
      battery of tests, mainly for claustrophobia and intelligence. Then he 
      attended torpedo training, where he was named an "honor Man."  With 80 men in a narrow tube a little longer than a football field, the 
      Sterlet was crammed tight. Cheesman's bunk was right above two very big 
      torpedoes, with about six inches of head space. "I couldn't get in that 
      bunk nowadays," Cheesman says. "It required some pretty acrobatiac moves 
      to get up there without smacking my head on the ceiling."  "The submarine smelled of fuel oil from the diesel that powered its 
      engines. If a sub stayed submerged too long, the oxygen would be depleted, 
      but the crew couldn't use the emergency oxygen tanks until men started 
      passing out. "Before the pass-out stage, crew members put down a mattress 
      cover and sprinkled a powder that consumed carbon monoxide while giving 
      off oxygen."  Cheesman hasn't forgotten how that powder made him 
      cough and how he would keep his face in a pillow to be able to breathe. 
       "The Sterlet sank 13 japanese ships, two destroyers and 11 merchant 
      ships (tankers and transports). The Navy's review board just recently gave 
      the Sterlet credit for its 14th ship, almost 60 years after the action. 
      "We fired, and we thought we hit it," Cheesman recalls. "But we were too 
      busy running to make sure."  "In 1945, Cheeman's picture (enclosed) coming out of a torpedo hatch 
      appeared in the San Francisco Chronicle. The newspaper offered to send the 
      photo to his home-town newspaper, but Cheesman vetoed that idea. "I just 
      wasn't ready," Cheesman said. Now he shares his story with local school 
      students and cherishes his work with fellow submariners. "At each of their 
      meetings, the veterans conduct a "tolling of the boats," and pay special 
      tribute to any boat that was sunk during the month the reunion is being 
      held. "Each year the veterans pay trubute to their friends who are passing 
      on to their next duty. "And the roll call of World War II submariners gets 
      shorter every year. 
       
 The following was written by Dallas Cheesman:  A SUBMARINER'S MEMORIES by Dallas Cheesman USS Sterlet "I have watched their sleek hulls slip silently from 
      nowhere ports as their crews in non-descript dress lined up for a last 
      glimpse of land.  "Every sailor has an opinion of where the boat is headed, but they 
      await the skipper's orders. Their destination would soon be announced, but 
      their fate would be unknown.  "It always seemed the patrol really began with the first dive, when 
      silently the boat slipped beneath the outside world. There she hung 
      suspended by the golden thread of life, perhaps to be snipped in some 
      far-away sea in an underwater wold populated by 80 men.  "The boats and their personnel always looked the same. The officers, 
      always alert and fully aware of their responsibilities, were leaders of 
      men. The chiefs were seafaring men who were born too late to sail a 
      three-master. The crews were very young men with happy faces that belied 
      their alertness and bravery. They left their teenage years to serve, and 
      serve magnificiently, a great nation with a great purpose.  "When the bell tolls and a flower is tossed into the water, we see you 
      all again. We remember each of you, and we miss you. Perhaps we will serve 
      together sometime in the future.  (Dallas sent me this article in March, 2004. He and another Sterlet vet 
      were planning the Sterlet's reunion in July of this year. His wife tells 
      us that everything is under control for the reunion. -- Cora) Thanks to Cora Cornelison for sending this tribute.  Cora's 
					brother Elmer Olmstead sailed on the Sterlet with Dallas and will remember him always.  Godspeed 
					Dallas... sailor, rest your oar!
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