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Date Posted:12/10/10 15:51:46
I was re-reading a personal memoir I received from Art Aregoni of Caspian, MI. Art served aboard the LST 492 for a few months in 1945 while my father was aboard, and was transferred to the LST 1010 when the 492 returned to teh states. Art returned stateside in 1945, and was then assigned to the Pacific Theater, participating in the invasion of Okinawa aboard the 1010. He included this poem in his memoir:
THE LST
(IN MEMORIUM TO LST 1010)
By anonymous
I THINK THAT I SHALL NEVER SEE
A SHIP WORSE THAN AN LST
WITH GRACEFUL LINES RESEMBLING
A SCOW BUILT LIKE A GREMLING;
A SHIP WHOSE PAINT DISINTEGRATES,
FROM SALT AND LESSER PHOSPHATES;
A SHIP WHOSE STEERING ENGINE WORKS
WITH GRUNTS AND GROANS AND NERVOUS JERKS;
A SHIP THAT DOESN’T RUN, BUT TROTS,
THAT LABORS DOING SEVEN KNOTS.
MOST ANY SHIP WILL TRY TO PLEASE,
BUT ONLY GOD LOVES LSTs.
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