Jim D. Stanley - AB SD

 

Authors Note: References to Bob Bundy - McDonald - Jim Stanley - Borrassa - Petty Officer Davis  (Paul Hock)

 

This Article courtesy of U-Boats.net forum

In my recollection after we were torpedoed the HMCS Shawinigan came along side to assist us we then floated our grassline a sea going tug took us in tow and towed us to Quebec, we had a funeral ceremony and the crew marched behind an old fashioned hearse we were all given survivors leave and went home, Had to report back to join the HMCS Waskesui in New Glasgow Nova Scotia on December 24th day before Christmas we were all @#$%& off and wired Ottawa for a three day extension of leave, received answer Waskesui ready to sail extension denied, when we got to the ship they would not let us aboard. The workers were still refitting the the bloody ship, we walked the streets of New Glasgow and we were invited by a sweet old lady to stay at her place for Christmas. Three of us Bob Bundy McDonald and myself Jim Stanley, Bob and I slept in one bed and McDonald in another room was visited by a large Persian cat that @#$%& all over him, he came into our room covered in cat @#$%& half crying -- he says the old lady will blame me for @#$%& the bed we had a good laugh. He was home sick had to leave his future bride Bob and I didn't give a @#$%& we were game for anything - Navel headquarters in Ottawa was run by a bunch of dryland sailors IMO they didn't know there ass from a hole in the ground. for the record JDS. AB sub marine detector asdic operator on Magog and Waskesui.

 

Jim Sent me the following by email I am posting it as written - Please do not repost without his permission - Paul Hock

On 06/03/2013 5:29 AM, Jim Sweets wrote:

Hi Paul Your new site on the Magog is great, My name is Jim Stanley I was an able seaman Asdic rating on the Magog then the Wakesui so I was with the ship from start to end Iím 87 years old joined navy when 17 after spending 5 years in the Toronto Sea cadet core so I knew most of the drill before I joined at HMCS York in Toronto.

When Magog got fished I was in the seamanís mess dishing up the breakfast dishes, The big Bang and I streaked up the steel gangway forgot my life jacket too a short cut through the officers flats and too one that was there, when I arrived on the main deck looked out the back the quarter deck was gone and crap was still falling from the sky, The ship was listing about 25 degrees to Starboard The bosun piped all hands to the forcastle to keep the weight off the stern, we were all ready to abandon ship but the order never came thank Christ Leading seaman Borrassa was blown off and was waving in the distance so they piped away sea  boats crew -- I was standing near the sea boat and they were short a member so I stuck up my hand and boarded the sea boat at the stem the shipís list to starboard and us on the port side, the sea boat had to slide down the side of the ship , we finally got away and headed to pick up Borassa and another poor fella dead in the water cant remember his name good looking kid from out west, no blood must have been killed by the concussion.

 Borassa was in shock and we hauled the kid aboard, they signaled us that HMCS Toronto would pick us up, So we rowed towards the HMCS Toronto, Came along side Torontoís quarterdeck, I was in the front so I was the linesman, I threw the line to the Port side quarterdeck they grabbed it and the ship started chugging away and nearly washed us into the propeller - they did this twice and I was getting more pissed off by the minute. The third try we made it and I swore at the officer on the deck, he said do you usually talk to officers like that, I said in cases like this I would, lucky he didnít run me, we sat on the Toronto's main deck just in case another torpedo hit, later we were taken back to Magog on a launch with Borrassa and the kids body, we were towed by a sea going tug to Quebec City. Where we had a funeral parade for the dead an old antique horse drawn hearse with the crew marching behind we said good by to the kid and PO Davis

Hope this fills in some of the story I knew an Alexander will send some pictures later
Jim Stanley

 

Jim sent me this most recently, May 25, 2015. - Paul Hock


The shipís whaler, sub lieutenant Paterson was in charge of the sea boats crew, the coxswain had piped away sea boats crew and there was one seamen missing, so Sub Lt  Paterson asked for a volunteer?  I put up my hand and he chose me, the sea boat was lowered and due to the ship leaning to one side we were scraping the side of the ship when we were being lowered. We finally slipped the gripes and proceeded to those waving in the water, we picked up a Leading seaman Bourassa, he was in a daze, he didn't know what happened, then we picked up Ordinary seamen Elliot there didnít seem to be any marks on his body it could have been the concussion that killed him? and then another live one. HMCS Toronto signalled us to come along side, so we rowed to the Toronto's quarter deck. I was in the stem of the sea boat, so it was my job to throw the tow line, they caught it and started to pull us in, an asdic rating picked up an echo and the engines took off with a roar nearly washing us into the propellers, they did this twice and I was fit to be tide, swearing like hell and I called the officer in charge of the Toronto's quarterdeck an asshole . He said do you usually talk to officers that way?  I said in a case like this I do. The third time we made it and we were all helped aboard.  They were still doing asdic sweeps looking for the sub that got us. I forget how many hours we spent sitting by the funnel trying to keep warm, too afraid to go below in case we were torpedoed again . I think they returned us all including the dead to our ship in their motor launch. We had been sent away for some lads who had been thrown into the water, now pulled in close to the ship and the still blanketed figure resting on the thwarts bore testimony to all who saw it . Only eighteen years old and just recently drafted aboard the ship, the lad never shaved in his life; it certainly didnít add up, but then, there was work to be done .

 

 

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AWAY SEA BOATS CREW!
(Events after the torpedoing of HMCS Magog) - submitted by Jim Stanley

HMCS Magog, 14 Oct 1944 - Our stern was blown off and they piped all hands to the fo'c's'le trying to keep us afloat, amid all the gore and confusion Sub lieutenant Paterson was in charge of the sea boats crew, the coxswain had piped away sea boats crew and there was one seamen missing, so Sub Lt Paterson asked for a volunteer? I put up my hand and he chose me, AB Jim Stanley, ASDIC rating. The sea boat was lowered and due to the ship leaning to one side we were scraping the side of the ship when we were being lowered bloody near turned over going down. We finally slipped the gripes and proceeded to those waving in the water, we picked up a Leading seaman Bourassa, he was in a daze, he didn't know what happened, then we picked up Ordinary seamen Elliot he was dead dragged him into the boat and then another live one forgot his name. HMCS Toronto signalled us to come along side so we rowed to the HMCS Toronto's quarter deck. I was in the stem of the sea boat, so it was my job to throw the tow line, they caught it and started to pull us in, an asdic rating must have picked up an echo and the engines took off with a roar, "Ring - Ring Full Ahead both engines", nearly washing us into the propellers, Not just once. They did this twice and I was fit to be tide, swearing like hell, standing with the toe line at the ready and I called the officer in charge of the Toronto's quarterdeck an asshole . He said do you usually talk to officers that way, I said in a case like this I do. The third time we made it and we were all helped aboard. They were still doing asdic sweeps looking for the sub that got us. I forget how many hours we spent sitting by the funnel trying to keep warm, to afraid to go below in case we were torpedoed again . I think they returned us all including the dead to our ship in their motor launch. Seaman Elliot was only eighteen years old and just recently drafted aboard the ship, the lad never shaved in his life; it certainly didnít add up, but then, there was work to be done. There were medals won that day but the guys that should have received "The Mention in dispatches" were the members of the sea boats crew and we never even got a mention. I was only 18 then and Iím in my 90th year now. (Submitted on 26 May 2015)

 

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