Paul was the son of Paul Schimpf of Portland, OR.
In a tribute posted at Military.com:
In the early morning of 26 October, 1968, in the South China Sea, Machinists Mate First Class Paul Terry Schimpf attempted to secure a watertight door near Mount 52's handling room. As he was struggling with the door, while the ship rolled and pitched violently in heavy seas, a huge wave broke over the starboard bow and slammed him against the bulkhead. Petty Officer Schimpf died of injuries received, a few hours later. Shocked by the suddenness of his death and saddened by the loss of a friend, Braine's crew made preparations to return to Yokosuka, where a formal inquiry into their comrades death could be held. We will all remember the memorial service for Machinists Mate Schimpf, held that evening on the fantail and attended by our new captain, his officers and crew. It was a fitting and moving tribute to a departed shipmate.
From: Charles E. Carroll, MMCM, USN Ret. 2010.
I first met Paul when he was a "Fleet Fireman" at Great Lakes, IL in 1962. We were in Machinist Mate school together. All of us boots looked up to Paul as a "Fleet Sailor" who knew the ropes and was glad to help us and show us the town. All in our class were really proud when he was advanced to Petty Officer 3rd Class on completion of our training. He kept us in line and was always ready to assist in our studies. He guided us on liberty in Chicago many times. It was a sad day when we split up. He went to sea in one direction and the rest of us in another. I kept up with Paul for several years until I lost track through normal transfers. It was strange that we were near when he died. I was on one old grey tincan and he on another, the same rank and same sea. He was a good man, a good sailor and he died too young.
Farewell old friend!
In a tribute posted at Military.com:
In the early morning of 26 October, 1968, in the South China Sea, Machinists Mate First Class Paul Terry Schimpf attempted to secure a watertight door near Mount 52's handling room. As he was struggling with the door, while the ship rolled and pitched violently in heavy seas, a huge wave broke over the starboard bow and slammed him against the bulkhead. Petty Officer Schimpf died of injuries received, a few hours later. Shocked by the suddenness of his death and saddened by the loss of a friend, Braine's crew made preparations to return to Yokosuka, where a formal inquiry into their comrades death could be held. We will all remember the memorial service for Machinists Mate Schimpf, held that evening on the fantail and attended by our new captain, his officers and crew. It was a fitting and moving tribute to a departed shipmate.
From: Charles E. Carroll, MMCM, USN Ret. 2010.
I first met Paul when he was a "Fleet Fireman" at Great Lakes, IL in 1962. We were in Machinist Mate school together. All of us boots looked up to Paul as a "Fleet Sailor" who knew the ropes and was glad to help us and show us the town. All in our class were really proud when he was advanced to Petty Officer 3rd Class on completion of our training. He kept us in line and was always ready to assist in our studies. He guided us on liberty in Chicago many times. It was a sad day when we split up. He went to sea in one direction and the rest of us in another. I kept up with Paul for several years until I lost track through normal transfers. It was strange that we were near when he died. I was on one old grey tincan and he on another, the same rank and same sea. He was a good man, a good sailor and he died too young.
Farewell old friend!
Paul was the son of Paul Schimpf of Portland, OR.
In a tribute posted at Military.com:
In the early morning of 26 October, 1968, in the South China Sea, Machinists Mate First Class Paul Terry Schimpf attempted to secure a watertight door near Mount 52's handling room. As he was struggling with the door, while the ship rolled and pitched violently in heavy seas, a huge wave broke over the starboard bow and slammed him against the bulkhead. Petty Officer Schimpf died of injuries received, a few hours later. Shocked by the suddenness of his death and saddened by the loss of a friend, Braine's crew made preparations to return to Yokosuka, where a formal inquiry into their comrades death could be held. We will all remember the memorial service for Machinists Mate Schimpf, held that evening on the fantail and attended by our new captain, his officers and crew. It was a fitting and moving tribute to a departed shipmate.
From: Charles E. Carroll, MMCM, USN Ret. 2010.
I first met Paul when he was a "Fleet Fireman" at Great Lakes, IL in 1962. We were in Machinist Mate school together. All of us boots looked up to Paul as a "Fleet Sailor" who knew the ropes and was glad to help us and show us the town. All in our class were really proud when he was advanced to Petty Officer 3rd Class on completion of our training. He kept us in line and was always ready to assist in our studies. He guided us on liberty in Chicago many times. It was a sad day when we split up. He went to sea in one direction and the rest of us in another. I kept up with Paul for several years until I lost track through normal transfers. It was strange that we were near when he died. I was on one old grey tincan and he on another, the same rank and same sea. He was a good man, a good sailor and he died too young.
Farewell old friend!
In a tribute posted at Military.com:
In the early morning of 26 October, 1968, in the South China Sea, Machinists Mate First Class Paul Terry Schimpf attempted to secure a watertight door near Mount 52's handling room. As he was struggling with the door, while the ship rolled and pitched violently in heavy seas, a huge wave broke over the starboard bow and slammed him against the bulkhead. Petty Officer Schimpf died of injuries received, a few hours later. Shocked by the suddenness of his death and saddened by the loss of a friend, Braine's crew made preparations to return to Yokosuka, where a formal inquiry into their comrades death could be held. We will all remember the memorial service for Machinists Mate Schimpf, held that evening on the fantail and attended by our new captain, his officers and crew. It was a fitting and moving tribute to a departed shipmate.
From: Charles E. Carroll, MMCM, USN Ret. 2010.
I first met Paul when he was a "Fleet Fireman" at Great Lakes, IL in 1962. We were in Machinist Mate school together. All of us boots looked up to Paul as a "Fleet Sailor" who knew the ropes and was glad to help us and show us the town. All in our class were really proud when he was advanced to Petty Officer 3rd Class on completion of our training. He kept us in line and was always ready to assist in our studies. He guided us on liberty in Chicago many times. It was a sad day when we split up. He went to sea in one direction and the rest of us in another. I kept up with Paul for several years until I lost track through normal transfers. It was strange that we were near when he died. I was on one old grey tincan and he on another, the same rank and same sea. He was a good man, a good sailor and he died too young.
Farewell old friend!
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