Lt(jg) Nathan G. Gordon
U. S. Navy PBY Catalina pilot
Lt. (jg) Nathan Gordon
made four stall landings in his Black Cat PBY in rough waters
of Kavieng Harbor to collect ditched
of the strike. Coming under intense enemy fire, he and his
crew located and picked up 15 Army fliers shot down during the
His actions on this day earned him the Medal of Honor. In
a 2003 interview Mr. Gordon shares his recollections with Justin Taylan of Pacific Wrecks.
In Memory - Nathan Gordon died on Tuesday September, 9 2008 at Arkansas Medical Services Center in Little Rock
Nathan Gordon (wearing sunglasses) and crew of PBY "Arkansas Traveler" 08139 in 1944
I was born September 4, 1916 in Morrilton, Arkansas. I enlisted in May
1941 and was in Jacksonville, Florida training until February 1942. Of
course I remember December 7, 1941, it was a Sunday, and we had the day
off. I was in Jacksonville watching a picture, when they cut into and
said on a microphone "All
Navy personal report to your base". Things started happening
quickly of course Next, we went up to Norfolk, Virginia where we got
our PBY planes and that is where I joined VP-34. We continued our training
Caribbean Convoy Protection
Next, we were sent down to the Caribbean. As you
know, there were U-boats operating down there to protect the convoys
by searching for submarines in day and mostly night missions. Our main
base, where my crew was, was at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, but we also had
planes at Kingston, Jamaica, and Trujillo, Honduras. We never saw any
U-boats, and no shipping was lost while we were down there, so maybe
our efforts help to deter them somewhat.
June 7, 1943 our squadron was relieved of duties
in the Caribbean and relocated to San Diego, were we got new planes,
PBY-5's and flew them out to Kaneohe, Hawaii. From there, VP-34 was
again split up. Three were sent on a big hush-hush mission. Later,
we found out that those three planes were to follow Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt
on her flight to Australia in case they had problems and needed rescue
or to be picked up. Six planes, including mine were sent to Midway.
Five to Canton Island, and one at Johnston Island.
I was at Midway from June / July 1943 for six weeks
flying daylight patrols to search for attacking Japanese ships. Of course,
we never found any. It was a difficult mission because we had to maintain
total radio silence
After Midway, we went down to Funafuti in August
1943 with six PBY's to fly patrols there. Before the invasion of Tarawa,
were were to fly over the area in the three days prior to the invasion.
I was assigned to fly on the 2nd night before the invasion. They had
told me that the attack was not happening until the next morning, but
when airborne we spotted a huge armada of ships. We could not tell
if they were theirs or ours, but luckily we had on our IFF [International
Friend or Foe] and did not have any problems. When we landed we learned
that it was the invasion force!
Next, we went flew to Brisbane, and from there to Adelaide,
and then across the continent to Perth in Western Australia arriving
on September 29, 1943. We had a seaplane base just to the north of
the city. We flew searches out of Perth and also did more training,
before leaving in December 1943.
For the next six months, we flew anti-shipping strikes
against Japanese shipping to Rabaul in the Bismarck Sea and along the
coast. We were so slow, we had to fly at night. We would attack at
mast-top height and drop 500 lbs or 1,000 lbs bombs. We would not fire
our machine guns, so as not to give away our position.
VP-34 "Black Cats" Based at Samarai
Island located at the far eastern tip of
New Guinea, near Milne Bay. By January 6, 1944 we were flying our first
missions in New Guinea.
We were called the "Black Cats". The nickname came from
the flat black paint applied to the Catalinas and the night time
Our insignia was a cats face with its jaws champing
down on an enemy cargo vessel. On top of the cats head was
a set of radio headphones and a ball cap. Across the top of the
"the legend Black Cats", and at the bottom "VP-34", and "Southwest Pacific".
Most of my missions were flown in PBY Catalina Bu No 08139 that was "Arkansas
February 15, 1944 - Rescue Mission to Kavieng
Of course, we had no idea what was about to happen
on that day at the time. We got a call that an A-20 had ditched
and to go to Kavieng for
At the time, we were about 100 miles from Kavieng,
at Vitu Island, off New Britain which was our rendezvous point
for the mission. We had four P-47's with us as escorts. (348th FG from Finschafen).
All our rescues were in Kavieng Harbor. Kavieng had
a closed in harbor, but no breakers or protection from the rougher
seas. That day, there were large swells in the water too. Later
they would tell us fifteen to eighteen feet high.
We went to the location we had been given, and
could see die marker, some wreckage and a raft. We could not
see if anyone was down there though, so we put down in the water
to find out for sure. Any open sea landing has a lot of dangers.
As I said, there were large swells in the water this day. I tried
to align the plane with the swells so we could land with them
in the same direction.
We dropped a smoke bomb at one end, and another
down at the far end of where I wanted to land to judge the wind.
We were going to land in between the swells. I made a good landing
by power stalling the plane. This meant bring it in really slow
and cutting the power so the plane drops out of the sky straight
down to land in the shortest distance. When the plane hit the
water, the crew reported that some rivots had popped out of the
I pulled the plane up so that the guys in the
fuselage could investigate. There was no sign of the crew, they
must have been dead or drowned. We found some debris - oil, dye
marker two life jackets and a half inflated raft.
A-20G Havoc Serial
3rd BG, Pilot Pearson Gunner Schussman
After taking, off, we got a call from a B-25 that
was spotting from the air, and was radioing us instructions and coordinates
of ditched planes. He called in the position of a B-25 that had ditched.
The B-25 spoted from the air was piloted by
Major Chester A. Coltharp, C,O. of 498th BS
I made another stall landing to pick up this crew.
All six were in the water. When we landed, we realized that we would
have to cut the one engine when we picked up the crew. The swells were
so high, they were right up to the engines which as you know are on
the top edge of the wing of the PBY. We were afraid that they might
hit the prop when we got close to them. I turned to Wily, our mechanic
and asked him if we shut off the port engine, would we be able to restart
it? He said yes, so I did.
345th BG, Pilot Cavin
Gunfire from shore was hitting around us. Machine
guns, small arms and some larger shells. Luckily, none hit us, and
I think the swells helped us here, as the plane would have disappeared
behind a swell to anyone trying to shoot at us from the shore. We pulled
right up to them, and Kelly at waist position threw out a rope and
Joe Germean pulled them inside. Joe was was the strongest guy in our
crew, and pulled in all of the B-25 crew.
We restarted the port engine without a problem,
and took off once again, and started for home. I would say we got
twenty miles out, when the same guy called again. "We got another crew
for you to pick up". Two of the P-47's had left, because they
were low on fuel.
Our radio went off again, and we got the call from
the spotting B-25 to rescue another crew. This plane had ditched about
a mile from shore. Again, we power stalled to land, and had to cut the
left engine so as not to hit the crew in the water. This time it was
another B-25 crew. Only three were there. Our remaining two P-47 escorts
left while we were making the landing because they too were low on fuel.
B-25D "Pissonit" Serial
38th BG, Pilot Bensonm
We now had ten aboard, and we started for home.
I would say we got about 20 miles away from Kavieng when again, our
radio went off. It was the same B-25 called in and told us about
another crew, this time very close to the shore. Since our escort
had left, I asked him "Are you going to stay with me?" and he replied
back "Yes". We had been told that the Japanese had float
planes there too, and I was afraid about meeting one of them now
that we were alone.
We would have to land closer to shore this time.
I did not consult with the crew, there was no time for making decisions,
I just did it, and nobody complained. That is what had to be done,
there was no time to discuss things.
We made our final landing, only
600 yards from shore. We had to make our approach over the town,
where later I was told some of the heavies AA fire was coming from.
There was a lot of fire coming at us from the shore. Small arms and
machine guns as well as larger stuff. Again, none hit us. The swells
helped us here, as the plane would disappear to anyone trying to
shoot at us from the shore when we were behind a crest. We did the
same thing, and took the five of them in through the waist hatch. The
pilot was Captain William Cavoli, who was from Newport, Arkansas and
later would become a friend.
345th BG, Pilot Cavoli
Head for Home
We had a total of fifteen people aboard that we had
rescued. Some were hurt bad, and the crew got to work helping them
as best we could. We flew to Finchafen, and dropped them all off. There
he unloaded everyone we had rescued. The really wounded ones immediately
went to the hospital ship there (San Pablo AVP 30). That was the last
time I saw any of them. We simply refueling and returning to Samarai.
Total flying time was 7.4 hours to Finchafen and another 2.6 hours more
back to our base at Samari.
Medal of Honor
[ Read Medal of Honor Citation ] I had no idea that I had been
recommended for the award of course. After the Kavieng mission, we
were still flying daily missions, until September 1944. Later, the
whole crew was flown to Brisbane, where the Vice-Admiral presented
the entire crew with the Silver Star, and me with the Congressional
Medal of honor.
Admiral "Bull" Halsey,
mentioned the rescue in a telegram after the mission:
"Please pass my admiration on to that saga writing Kavieng Cat
crew - Halsey".
After New Guinea, I was sent back to the states to become an instructor
at Jacksonville, Florida. After that, I was flying at Washington DC
until the war ended. I stayed friends with William Cavoli after the war,
he recently invited me over to visit. I sometime go
to the Medal of Honor reunions too.
August 7, 2015