The Sunday Read: ‘Lost in the Deep’

[0] Hello, my name's Ed Caesar.

[1] I am a contributing writer at the New Yorker magazine, and in 2019, I wrote a story for the New York Times magazine called Lost in the Deep.

[2] It's about the hunt for a shipwreck.

[3] And the ship in question was the USS Wasp, which was downed by Japanese torpedoes in 1942.

[4] And you might wonder, why does a Brit like me get interested in a story like that?

[5] Well, there are a lot of different answers to that question.

[6] The first is that it was a fascinating, technological, scientific quest.

[7] The shipwrecks that lie on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean are sometimes 6 ,000 meters down.

[8] So in order to find them in that permanent midnight, you have to use the most advanced underwater robotics.

[9] And you have to have an incredibly expert crew.

[10] But there was also a spiritual and emotional side to the story that I found.

[11] absolutely captivating.

[12] The search for these lost ships was about reclaiming the stories of the men who had served on board during some of the most ferocious fighting of the Second World War.

[13] In particular, I was drawn to the story of John Shea, who wrote a heartbreaking letter to his five -year -old son just before he left for the battle theatre.

[14] And this letter is one of the most beautiful you could ever read.

[15] It adambrates, quintessentially American values.

[16] But it's also personal.

[17] It talks about all the things that he wishes he were doing with his son, hunting and fishing and playing out in the backyard.

[18] The dear Jackie letter, as it was known, touched my heart.

[19] My father was a lieutenant commander in the British Navy, and he died when I was two years old.

[20] And I had a young son of about the same age as Jack Shea was when he received that letter.

[21] And so I read that letter both as a father and also as a son who a long time ago had to deal with a father who never came home.

[22] And I became enormously involved emotionally in the search for the lost battleship.

[23] So this is my story, Lost in the Deep, read by Grover Gardner.

[24] Americans have the best names.

[25] On July 1st, 1942, the USS Wasp, an aircraft carrier holding 71 planes, 2 ,247 sailors, and a journalist, sailed from San Diego to the Western Pacific to join the battle against the Japanese.

[26] On board was a naval officer named Lieutenant Commander John Joseph Shea.

[27] Two days before he left San Diego, Shea wrote his five -year -old son a letter.

[28] Dear Jackie, this is the first letter I have ever written directly to my little son, and I am thrilled to know that you can read it all by yourself.

[29] If you miss some of the words, I am sure it will be because I do not write very plainly.

[30] Mother will help you in that case, I am sure.

[31] I was certainly glad to hear your voice over the long distance, telephone.

[32] It sounded as though I were right in the living room with you.

[33] You sounded as though you missed your daddy very much.

[34] I miss you too, more than anyone will ever know.

[35] It is too bad this war could not have been delayed a few more years so that I could grow up again with you and do with you all the things I planned to do when you were old enough to go to school.

[36] I thought how nice it would be for me to come home early in the afternoon and play ball with you and go mountain climb and see the trees and brooks, and learn all about woodcraft, hunting, fishing, swimming, and things like that.

[37] I suppose we must be brave and put these things off for a little while.

[38] When you are a little bigger, you will know why your daddy is not home so much anymore.

[39] You know we have a big country and we have ideals as to how people should live and enjoy the riches of it, and how each is born with equal rights to life, freedom and the pursuit of happiness.

[40] Unfortunately, there are some countries in the world where they don't have these ideals, where a boy cannot grow up to be what he wants to be with no limits on his opportunities to be a great man, such as a great priest, statesman, doctor, soldier, businessman, etc. Because there are people and countries who want to change our nation, its ideals, forms of government and way of life, we must leave our homes and families to fight.

[41] Fighting for the defense of our country, ideals, homes, and honor is an honor and a duty which your daddy has to do before he can come home to settle down with you and mother.

[42] When it is done, he is coming home to be with you always and forever.

[43] So wait just a little while longer.

[44] I am afraid it will be more than the two weeks you told me on the phone.

[45] In the meantime, take good care of mother.

[46] Be a good boy and grow up to be a good young man. Study hard when you go to school.

[47] Be a leader and everything good in life.

[48] Be a good Catholic, and you can't help being a good American.

[49] Play fair always.

[50] Strive to win, but if you must lose, lose like a gentleman and a good sportsman.

[51] Don't ever be a quitter, either in sports or in your business or profession when you grow up.

[52] Get all the education you can.

[53] Stay close to mother and follow her advice.

[54] Obey her and everything, no matter how you may at times disagree.

[55] She knows what is best and will never let you down or lead you away from the right and honorable things in life.

[56] If I don't get back, you will have to be mother's protector because you will be the only one she has.

[57] You must grow up to take my place as well as your own in her life and heart.

[58] heart.

[59] Don't let her brood over me, nor waste herself on anyone not worthy of her or you.

[60] Love your grandmother and granddad as long as they live.

[61] They too will never let you down.

[62] Love your aunts and see them as often as you can.

[63] Last of all, don't ever forget your daddy.

[64] Pray for him to come back, and if it is God's will that he does not, be the kind of a boy and man your daddy wants you to be.

[65] Thanks for the nice sweater and handkerchiefs, and particularly for the note and card.

[66] Write me very often and tell me everything.

[67] Kiss mother for me every night.

[68] Goodbye for now.

[69] With all my love and devotion for mother and you, your daddy.

[70] On the afternoon of September 15th, the wasp was in the Coral Sea, escorting a convoy of United States Marines bound for Guadalcanal in the Solomon Islands, When it was hit by torpedoes, fired at close range by a Japanese submarine.

[71] Explosions immediately rocked the ship.

[72] Many men were killed instantly.

[73] The ship's magazines and fuel stores detonated like bombs.

[74] The hangar deck where most of the planes were stored was soon entirely ablaze.

[75] At the same time, water rushed into the breeches in the ship's hull, and the wasp lurched 15 degrees to its starboard side, like a boxer buckling at the knee after a body shot.

[76] The commanding officer of the wasp, Captain Forrest P. Sherman, swung the ship around so that the flames and smoke blew toward the ocean rather than across the deck, but it made no difference.

[77] More than 300 feet of his ship from the bow to the central island containing the bridge was subsumed by an uncontrollable inferno.

[78] Within minutes, the wasp had become a vision of hell.

[79] Half an hour after the strikes, Sherman realized the situation was hopeless.

[80] He made the order to abandon ship.

[81] The worst injured were loaded onto rafts.

[82] Many other survivors simply jumped into the flaming waters around the ship with only life preservers, flotsam, or mattresses to keep them afloat.

[83] Five hours after the wasp was hit, it was irreparably damaged, but still drifting with the current.

[84] The USS Lansdown was ordered.

[85] to scuttle the carrier with a volley of torpedoes.

[86] The wasp slipped below the surface at 2 ,100, 9 p .m., then sank through more than two and a half miles of water to the bottom, where it has remained ever since, a giant carcass surrounded by miles of desert in the permanent midnight of the deep ocean floor.

[87] In total, 194 men on the wasp were deemed killed or missing on September 15, 1942, one of them was John Shea.

[88] On January 2nd of this year, a research vessel called the Petrol set out from Honiara on Guadalcanal to find the wasp.

[89] To locate a shipwreck, even a 741 -foot aircraft carrier, it's essential to have an accurate idea of where to start looking.

[90] The ocean is vast.

[91] You need to find the haystack before you can find the needle.

[92] In the Second World War before the advent of satellites, a ship's position was plotted using traditional open -sea techniques.

[93] There was celestial navigation, using a sextant to navigate by the sun and the stars, and dead reckoning, the estimation of current position based on time, speed, and bearing.

[94] In dead reckoning, a tiny miscalculation of one variable over a great distance can lead to a large error in final position.

[95] A navigator's skill was particularly tested when his ship was under fire or sinking.

[96] As a result, separate reports from naval battles of the era can show the same vessel in positions more than 20 nautical miles apart.

[97] The ocean is also frighteningly deep.

[98] Much of the bottom of the coral sea where the wasp went down lies between 4 ,000 and 6 ,000 meters, in what is known as the abyssal zone, a lightless realm characterized by frigid water temperatures, scant animal life, and crushing atmospheric pressure.

[99] Below 6 ,000 meters in the oceanic trenches, the deepest part of the ocean, is known as the Hidal Zone.

[100] It is truly the underworld.

[101] It can be hard to grasp the profundity of the abyss.

[102] You could imagine its depth as being between 8 and 12 Freedom Towers, stacked one on top of another, or, at the higher end of the range, one Denali.

[103] But even thinking about the distance to the ocean floor in terms of height is ultimately unhelpful, because to imagine skyscrapers or mountains is to imagine them made visible by light, and the sea is entirely dark below about 1 ,000 meters.

[104] When I was on board the petrol, the concept that I found most vivid and unsettling was the idea of sinking time.

[105] When the crew dropped a transponder fitted with a 60 -pound weight from the deck of the petrol, it took more than an hour to reach the bottom.

[106] A result of this profound inaccessibility is that scientists know the surface of Mars in greater detail than they do the abyssal plains of the ocean, which cover more than 50 % of the Earth's surface.

[107] An international project called Seabed 2030, aims to recruit enough vessels to conduct a full bathymetric survey of all the world's oceans within 11 years, allaudible, if wildly ambitious task.

[108] The oceans cover 140 million square miles.

[109] At present, less than 10 % of the ocean floor has been adequately mapped.

[110] The petrol is perhaps the best equipped and certainly the most successful private vessel on earth for finding deep water wrecks.

[111] A 250 -foot North Sea oil and gas maintenance vessel, bought in 2016 and retrofitted for wreck hunting, it is a strange but beautiful ship.

[112] It's the petrol's height that strikes you first.

[113] The ship is steered from a bridge on the seventh deck, more than 40 feet above the water line, with 360 -degree windows that lend it the field of an aircraft control tower or an Erie.

[114] The ship's most precious assets are housed several decks below the bridge.

[115] They include an autonomous underwater vehicle, or AUV, an underwater drone that looks like a fat yellow torpedo.

[116] The AUV uses side -scan sonar to look for anomalies on the seafloor.

[117] The petrol also houses a remotely operated vehicle, or ROV, a four -ton -square submersible robot that looks like a futuristic elevator car, which is fitted with powerful lamps, high -definition cameras, and hydraulic arms, and is connected to the petrol by a 6 ,000 -meter umbilical cord on a winch.

[118] The petrol owes its existence and success to Paul Allen, the multi -billionaire who founded Microsoft with Bill Gates and who died in October at age 65 after a recurrence of non -Hodgkin's lymphoma.

[119] For Allen, underwater exploration and World War II history were abiding interests.

[120] Allen's lavishly appointed 414 -foot yacht, the octopus, had its own submarine and ROV, which he used for sub -sea exploration.

[121] But after a few notable successes, including the discovery in 2015 of the wreck of the largest battleship ever built, the Japanese Musashi, Alan decided he wanted his own separate research vessel that wouldn't stop exploring every time he wanted to use the octopus for the Cannes Film Festival or for New Year's in St. Bart's.

[122] Alan bought the petrol, paid for its renovation, salaried its crew, and sourced its rare and expensive underwater research tools.

[123] The investment has paid off abundantly.

[124] In the two years, since it became a dedicated wreck hunter, the petrol has discovered, among many other ships, the remains of the USS Lexington and USS Juno, as well as perhaps the most infamous American warship of all time, the USS Indianapolis, which sank with tremendous loss of life in 1945.

[125] The vessel itself is worth $15 million.

[126] dollars.

[127] The AUV and the ROV cost around $5 million each.

[128] The crew is highly skilled and could easily be employed in oil and gas or other fields.

[129] To fill the petrol's fuel tank from empty costs $650 ,000.

[130] Chartering the petrol, fully crude, as the United States Navy has done when American aircraft have been lost at sea, costs about $80 ,000 a day.

[131] But to Allen, at least, its expense was trifling.

[132] In 2010, he pledged to give away more than half his wealth.

[133] That goal proved impossible within his lifetime.

[134] His investment portfolio grew faster than he could spend it.

[135] Alan bought super yachts, estates, and sports teams that barely dented his pile.

[136] He collected vintage planes, guitars, and cars.

[137] He threw Gatsby -esque parties.

[138] He started a minor space program.

[139] He also gave $2 billion away in the fields of education, health care, science, and the arts, and appeared on the Chronicle of Philanthropies list of the 50 most generous Americans 17 years in a row.

[140] Nevertheless, he was worth more at the time of his death, $20 billion, than he was in 2010, $13 .5 billion.

[141] Alan's portfolio of business and philanthropic interests, including the petrol, is now being managed by his sister Jody and the senior management of his company, Vulcan.

[142] When the petrol sailed from Honiara, there were 37 people on board, including a photographer for this magazine, and me. Most of the crew were maritime, that is, they attended to the continued smooth and safe running of the ship itself.

[143] A separate exploration team consisting of 10 highly caffeinated British and American engineers and programmers was dedicated to the subsea mission.

[144] This group was called ATU, which stands for all things underwater.

[145] Leading the expedition was Robert Kraft, a former army medic and civilian submarine pilot who bore more than a passing resemblance to a The Fugitive era Harrison Ford, and who was known to his colleagues as Hollywood Rob.

[146] Kraft had allotted 15 days to search for the wasp, after which the petrol would change course to look for another sunken American carrier.

[147] In theory, this was plenty of time.

[148] Searching one ocean floor grid of about 40 square miles with the AUV took about 18 hours.

[149] If the sortie yielded no clues, it was possible to reprogram and relaunch the probe in a few hours.

[150] Roughly speaking, the AUV could complete a new mission every 20 to 22 hours.

[151] When you deducted the time it took to travel to and from the rough spot in the ocean where the wasp was believed to have sunk, a little less than three days in total, that gave the crew something like 15 opportunities to find the wreck.

[152] But deep sea exploration rarely runs smoothly.

[153] Time is always lost for equipment repair and recalibration, bad weather and other unforeseeable delays.

[154] It seemed most likely that the petrel might have no more than a dozen attempts to find the wasp.

[155] As in a game of battleship, Kraft had to call his shots with care.

[156] The wasps navigator was a 38 -year -old officer named Lieutenant -Commander John F. Greenslade.

[157] When lookouts spotted the Japanese torpedoes coming toward the wasp, Green Slade was in the chart house.

[158] His maps spread before him.

[159] He heard the shout torpedoes on the starboard bow and immediately went outside where he watched as two of them disappeared out of sight and thundered into the wasps flank just forward of where he stood.

[160] The blast forced Greenslade back inside the chart house.

[161] His formerly tidy office had become a shambles.

[162] Greenslade gathered his maps and ran forward to the bridge along with several other officers.

[163] Debris from explosions slammed against the windows and superstructure.

[164] Within minutes, Greenslade and his fellow officers evacuated the bridge, which by now was roasting hot, and moved to the back of the ship.

[165] They did so just in time.

[166] The bridge structure was soon completely wrecked by a huge explosion.

[167] Both the five -inch magazines and the thousand -pound bombs were housed directly underneath the Central Island.

[168] Evidently, one or both of these stores had detonated.

[169] What happened to Greenslade over the next few hours is difficult to piece together.

[170] In the account he later wrote for the official action report, he neglects to narrate what must have been a harrowing escape, noting only that he was rescued by the USS Lansdown.

[171] But Sherman, the commanding officer on the wasp, mentions Green Slade as having helped wounded and helpless men into life rafts before abandoning ship.

[172] From the reports it can be assumed that, like many other senior officers on the wasp, including Sherman, Greenslade swam.

[173] In fact, as I later discovered from Greenslade's grandson, the navigator spent several hours in the ocean without a life preserver, having given his own to a fellow sailor who was not a strong swimmer.

[174] When Greenslade was rescued by the Lansdown, he watched as it's commanding officer scuttled the wasp.

[175] Evidently, Green Slade had stowed his charts somewhere waterproof.

[176] His final report offers startlingly precise coordinates for the ship's position as it sank.

[177] On board the petrol during the first afternoon of the mission, Kraft agonized over how much to trust Green Slade's positions.

[178] He needed a sounding board.

[179] The deputy leader of ATU was a wry, 50 -year -old Californian named Paul Mayer, bald except for a fringe of gray hair, who was known to his colleagues as Pops.

[180] Mayor has a background in commercial diving and submersibles, but he has also become ATU's historical researcher.

[181] When on dry land, he spends weeks in the National Archives in College Park, Maryland, pulling naval records to pinpoint the most likely place a potential target sank.

[182] Mayor then plots the various positions noted in the official records onto a Google Earth map.

[183] On the petrol, mayor and craft scour the data and original documents in meetings known by both men as Speculation Club.

[184] As the petrol sailed eastward from Honiara, along a stretch known as Iron Bottom Sound for the concentration of World War II shipwrecks in its relatively shallow waters, Speculation Club convened in Kraft's windowless office on the second deck.

[185] Kraft and Mayer discussed the wasp's complicated final movements.

[186] When it was hit at around 1445, the wasp was traveling southeast.

[187] It was then abandoned between 1520 and 1600.

[188] From that point on, the wasp became what is known as a dead ship, floating without power.

[189] Speculation Club believed that the current pushed the moribund wards.

[190] wasp west and northwest at a speed of just over one knot for around four hours.

[191] Then came the Lansdown's scuttling torpedoes after which the wasp finally sank.

[192] Mayor and Kraft worked on the supposition that ships sink straight down with little variation for current.

[193] After I left the petrol, I asked a lecturer in ship technology at Britannia Royal Naval College about this question.

[194] he told me that, in deep water at least, a vessel could behave like an arrowfoil, especially when picking up speed, and might move a significant distance off the vertical when sinking.

[195] But he also said the process was complex, dynamic, and based on so many unknown factors, including air pockets, buoyancy, and the asymmetrical nature of the damage that caused the ship to sink.

[196] In other words, even if you knew that ships tracked away from the point of sinking while underwater, it wouldn't change much about how you looked for a wreck.

[197] Besides Greenslade's reckoning, several nearby American ships gave estimates of the Wasp's final position at 2100.

[198] These data points spanned around 25 miles.

[199] The question was, whom to trust.

[200] Kraft was skeptical about how much credence to give Greenslade's reckoning, not least because the Landstown's own navigator had marked his map 17 miles south of the spot Greenslade noted.

[201] You'd think, Kraft said, birds of a feather, he'd at least go chat to the navigator on the Lansdown.

[202] There were often long periods of silence at Speculation Club.

[203] This was one such time.

[204] Both men sat with their feet up on desks, hands cradled, trying to imagine the mindset of a World War II navigator who, in one afternoon and evening had watched friends die, seen his ship destroyed, swum with sharks, and still found time to note down the wasps, final longitude, and latitude.

[205] Eventually, Mayor spoke.

[206] He was thinking about how many other data points seemed to roughly tally with greenslades and how the only outlier on the Google Earth map was the spot recorded by the Lansdowne's navigator.

[207] There's no way she's down there, he said, tapping his finger on the spot, at the southern end of the map where the Lansdowne's navigator said the wasp sank.

[208] I've heard that from you before, Kraft said.

[209] Both men laughed.

[210] The petrol had invited a special guest for this mission, an amiable retired two -star admiral named Sam Cox, who now leads the naval history and heritage command in Washington.

[211] Cox is interested in the cataloguing and preservation of United States Navy wrecks, some of which, at least in shallower waters, are at risk of being damaged by bounty hunters or raised by salvage firms who chase value in large supplies of metal.

[212] Cox told me that the wrecks of United States warships were the Navy's equivalent of the Arlington National Cemetery, and should be accorded similar respect.

[213] But he was also a walking encyclopedia on naval history and a distinct help in interpreting the original documents used by the petrol to find lost ships.

[214] At one point during Speculation Club, Cox stopped by Kraft's office, and Mayor asked him which position he trusted more, wasps or landsdowns.

[215] Oh, I think I'd trust the navigator on a carrier over a navigator on a destroyer, Cox said, more experience.

[216] Soon after, the decision was made.

[217] Craft put a yellow pin where he wanted the A .U. to begin its first mission near Greenslade's spot.

[218] The petrol was just out of sight of land and still more than a day's sailing away from the yellow icon on the Google Earth map.

[219] At a little after 10 p .m. on January 3rd, we were on site and the AUV was primed for its first mission.

[220] The petrol rolled in a three -meter swell.

[221] The ocean was inky and purplish here.

[222] Pink squid jumped near the surface.

[223] in the light the ship cast into the water.

[224] Giant tuna swam off the stern.

[225] Kraft watched on the aft deck as the fat yellow drone was rolled out of its hangar on a cradle.

[226] A white light blinked on its fin.

[227] One of the ATU team, a jovial shaven -headed Englishman named Scott Matthews, operated a crane fixed to the port side of the deck, which lifted the vehicle up and into the water.

[228] The AUV is designed to be slightly buoyant.

[229] In order to save battery life, a weight is affixed to its nose so that it dives.

[230] At a pre -programmed depth, in this case 4 ,000 meters, the AUV is instructed to detach the weight, at which point it engages its propeller and spirals the remaining couple hundred meters to the bottom.

[231] If the vehicle aborts for any reason, a not uncommon occurrence, It also detaches its weight and rises to the surface.

[232] The team peered over the port side as the yellow drone dived beneath the ship, its blinking light growing fainter, then disappearing.

[233] I'd been reading Sherman's report of the wasps sinking that day.

[234] Three torpedoes were sighted close aboard approaching, the captain wrote.

[235] Almost immediately the ship received three hits.

[236] Watching the AUV barrel underneath the hull of the petrol, I couldn't help but perceive a plangent echo of events 76 years ago in this very patch of ocean.

[237] The crew, however, had more pressing concerns.

[238] In the online room, the nerve center of ATU's operations, which was furnished with three dozen screens, a monitor tracking the AUV showed that the vehicle had aborted, dropped its weight and was returning to the surface.

[239] The reasons it does so are sometimes never fully understood even by the most experienced ATU members.

[240] It was accepted that any number of factors, including an obstacle sensed by the AUVs forward -facing sonar, a loss of battery or a programming malfunction, could cause the drone to abort.

[241] One member of ATU told me not to try to understand because it's all witchcraft, he added.

[242] Send stuff down to 4 ,000, 5 ,000 meters a few times and stuff's going to go wrong.

[243] A two -man team was dispatched in a zodiac inflatable to fetch the recalcitrant drone where it bobbed, flashing at the surface, more than 100 yards away from the petrol, in an increasingly swollen sea, a risky operation, especially at night.

[244] Once the AUV had been affixed to the zodiac by carabiner and then towed back to the petrol, hauled on board, and reprogrammed.

[245] It was sent down again, at a little before 11 p .m. This time it appeared to dive.

[246] I went to bed.

[247] I woke up a few hours later to the news that the AUV had aborted at midnight.

[248] The crew worked all night to reprogram her.

[249] Kraft now faced another tough decision.

[250] The weather was worsening and the swell had risen to a maximum of five meters.

[251] That's a big sea.

[252] In my cabin on the sixth deck, I felt as if I might be pitched clean out of my bunk.

[253] Kraft could easily send the AUV down in this weather, but retrieving it with the zodiac might put his crew and the drone at risk.

[254] Kraft made the call.

[255] All operations were delayed until the ocean flattened out.

[256] That didn't happen until more than a day later, later, an hour or so after breakfast on January 5th, when the AUV was sent down again.

[257] At that point the petrol was about 300 nautical miles southeast of Honiara.

[258] We hadn't seen another ship in two days.

[259] When the zodiac was dispatched to retrieve the surfaced AUV, it was 1 .30 the next morning.

[260] The humidity was stifling.

[261] Seabirds flew over the petrol, fish thronged at the water, and two or three oceanic white -tip sharks circled near the zodiac.

[262] The drone was returned to its cradle on deck, a wire plugged into its side, and its data retrieved, a process that took around 25 minutes.

[263] The team convened in the online room to watch as the results of the dive came in.

[264] Eric Brager, a bearish, dryly comic AUV expert from New York, had explained what I would be looking at when I saw the sonar data visualized on screen.

[265] It would be rows of what looked like a moan Kansas wheat field.

[266] If the seabed were perfectly flat, the sonar image would be featureless.

[267] If there were rocky hills or obstructions, you'd see a shadow, known as a holiday, behind the outcrop.

[268] What the crew was looking for were items inexplicable by geology.

[269] In the case of a debris field, the anomalies would look like a collection of shiny flex.

[270] In the case of a whole preserved shipwreck, the sonar would show what looked like a toy ship dropped in a sandbox.

[271] Kraft peered at the screens as the results came in.

[272] Mostly, the sonar image showed a flat, uninterrupted desert.

[273] But scrolling through one line of data, something caught Kraft's eye in the southeast portion of the image, shiny flex.

[274] Hello, expletive Dolly, he said, rising slightly from his chair.

[275] That's debris.

[276] In the next few minutes, the team would identify two distinct patches of debris, a few hundred yards apart from each other.

[277] It was 2 a .m. Kraft seemed as excited as a puppy.

[278] That's a wreck, he said at one point, before walking the comment back.

[279] Certainly the debris looked like a promising clue.

[280] The biggest patch was within three miles of where Greenslade the wasp's navigator said the ship went down.

[281] Kraft asked his team to run a new search, south of where the debris fields had been located.

[282] It seemed very likely, he thought, that the wasp itself would be there, right at the end of the debris trail.

[283] When the AUV was pulled out of the water after its next mission at around 2 .30 p .m., The online room filled.

[284] Mayor and Kraft hovered by the screens.

[285] There was always an air of anticipation when the sonar data came in.

[286] Mayor told me that the moment was like opening your gifts on Christmas morning.

[287] You're waiting to unwrap your presents and see if you got socks or something you really wanted.

[288] It was socks.

[289] The AUV found a little more debris in the new grid but no ship.

[290] Mayor and Kraft spent a while thinking about where to go next.

[291] They had used two of their battleship shots.

[292] This was the first mission since Paul Allen's death and the crew felt his absence.

[293] On previous missions, Kraft emailed his billionaire boss at least once a day to update him.

[294] Alan did not give praise lightly.

[295] The highest honor Kraft could hope to receive from his boss was an email with two words in caps.

[296] Very cool.

[297] But there was no uncertainty regarding how much Alan loved the Petrol.

[298] He liked to watch via a remote feed when his team dived with the ROV at a new site.

[299] There was never any doubt, an ATU member told me, half joking, we were in the entertainment business with an audience of one.

[300] In August 2017, when the Petrol's ROV dived to 5 ,500 meters on what the ATU assumed to be the wreck of the Indianapolis, Alan watched the feed from a suite at Century Link Field where the NFL team he owned, the Seattle Seahawks, was beating the Minnesota Vikings in a preseason game.

[301] The only other live feed was provided for Alan's friend Stephen Spielberg in Los Angeles, a distinctly post -modern arrangement.

[302] It had been Robert Shaw's booze -addled speech about the hundreds of American sailors from the Indianapolis eaten by tiger sharks with lifeless eyes, in Spielberg's jaws, that helped to fix the story of the Indy in the American psyche as the quintessential naval nightmare.

[303] According to those who knew Alan, finding a significant wreck lit him up like Times Square.

[304] The work of the petrol was more than entertainment for Alan, however.

[305] His father fought in World War II, and he had become increasingly interested in the history of the conflict.

[306] The discoveries were a way, he said, to honor all those who served our country.

[307] Under the Sunken Military Craft Act, the wrecks of American warships on the bottom of the ocean are designated sovereign United States territory.

[308] Cox told me that the Navy's underwater archaeology branch maintains a database of all known and best -estimate locations of lost United States Navy craft.

[309] When a wreck is found, the precise location is added to that database, but never made public, because the Navy has no interest in encouraging exploration on these sites.

[310] The Navy will, however, try to contact veterans and survivors groups associated with a ship in order to break the news of the discovery to them.

[311] Two days passed.

[312] The crew ate mountains of food three times a day.

[313] A few of them fished off the aft deck at shift's end.

[314] Sometimes, but not often, they hit the trim room to exercise.

[315] The AUV only completed one successful mission west of the first grid and came back with nothing but moan wheat fields.

[316] Another mission was aborted.

[317] Four shots gone.

[318] Speculation Club met more frequently as Kraft and Mayer tried to understand the mistake in their theories.

[319] The wasp was traveling southeast.

[320] It was hit by the Japanese torpedoes.

[321] It was abandoned.

[322] It floated with the current west -northwest.

[323] It was scuttled by the Lansdown.

[324] It sank.

[325] But if all those things were true, then the AUV should have found it already.

[326] What had they missed?

[327] It was a perpetual intrigue to Kraft and mayor that facts faithfully recorded in deck logs and official reports could prove so misleading.

[328] After the last fruitless sonar search, Kraft was in the online room with his eyes fixed on a monitor, when he said to nobody in particular, the elusive wasp.

[329] There was, I thought, some tenderness in it.

[330] Then came a setback.

[331] A crew member became ill with severe abdominal pains.

[332] Nobody on board wanted to take any risks.

[333] The petrol steamed back to Honiara, the nearest port, to seek medical help.

[334] The journey was 30 hours one way.

[335] The importance of finding a shipwreck paled.

[336] Nevertheless, the prospects for the mission now looked bad.

[337] In the best case scenario in which the crew member was successfully and swiftly treated, we'd lose four days of the expedition, four battleship shots.

[338] It was only at the moment when the mission seemed bound to fail, at least within the time I would be on board, that I realized how invested I had become in the petrels finding the wasp.

[339] It wasn't only a sense of narrative closure, I sought, although that was a part of it, I had by now read widely on the Wasp's history and was gripped by its stories and characters.

[340] There was David McCamble, who survived the sinking by jumping into the water, and who subsequently became the most successful Navy fighter ace of the entire war.

[341] There was Benedict Semes, Jr., who later became a vice -admiral.

[342] Semes saw an eight -foot shark circling.

[343] his group of survivors as they swam toward the USS Duncan, but decided not to tell anybody lest he cause a panic.

[344] A wise decision, the shark left his group alone.

[345] There was the indelible vision of the Wasp's air officer Michael Kernodle, who was in the water when he looked back at the carrier and realized that he could see all the way through the ship from side to side.

[346] What caused this large hole, I do not know, but it must have been the result of a terrific explosion.

[347] Kurnodo later wrote.

[348] And then there was John Shea, and the letter to his son, which made my eyes brim every time I read it.

[349] The action reports on the sinking of the wasp mention Shea in the most glowing terms.

[350] As assistant air officer, he would have been in a high part of the central island called the primary fly tower when the torpedoes hit, overseeing the takeoff and landing of the ship's aircraft.

[351] As soon as the explosion started, Shea rushed down a ladder and toward the danger, grabbing firefighting gear as he went.

[352] The manes had been knocked out in the torpedo strikes, meaning there was no water pressure in the hoses.

[353] Shea did what he could with chemical retardants.

[354] He was last seen on the port walkway leading out another hose, when an enormous explosion, in the account of one witness, blew steel plating 150 feet above the deck.

[355] Some of the men were blown into the air, the officer wrote, and I did not see them again.

[356] It wasn't just Shea's heroism that bit me. The more I learned about him, the more I was drawn in.

[357] Shea was a tall, lean, red -headed, soft -spoken Irish Catholic from Cambridge, Massachusetts, and a career naval officer, with the body of an athlete but the reflective manner of a poet.

[358] At Boston College, where he was an outstanding undergraduate scholar.

[359] He had written verse, competed on the debating team, and played varsity football.

[360] A reporter on the wasp wrote that his freckled nose was dented from personal combat.

[361] After college, he waited years to marry his sweetheart, Elizabeth, because of some ill -feeling between his family and hers.

[362] John and Elizabeth's son, Jack, was an only child, and a late blessing.

[363] When the news reached home that Shea was missing, presumed dead, two of his four sisters, both Boston public school teachers, remembered the letter their brother had sent to his son, and read it to their grade school classes.

[364] The school system then decided to publish it in a pamphlet.

[365] Soon the text became a national sensation.

[366] The Dear Jackie letter was reprinted in the Boston Globe, which called it an inspiring memorial to American youth.

[367] Life magazine followed, as did many other papers.

[368] Long before Shea was declared legally dead on September 16, 1943, a year and a day after the wasp was sunk, the story of the letter grew bigger than the story of the wasp itself.

[369] Jack Shea died in 2015 at the age of 77, a father of three and a grandfather of nine, having enjoyed a happy career as a teacher of Latin and Greek at Boston College.

[370] Throughout his adult life, he oscillated between pride in his father's legacy and unease about the strange and unbidden attention the dear Jackie letter had brought him.

[371] From time to time, people would ask him about the letter, and he would answer their questions as politely as he could, before moving the conversation on.

[372] The tale of the wasp, however, would never leave him alone.

[373] alone.

[374] Especially toward the end of his life, Jack Shea often wondered exactly what had become of his father and the aircraft carrier on which he served.

[375] I am the father of two young children, including a bookish six -year -old boy who hid a handwritten note in my luggage, saying how much he would miss me while I was on the ship.

[376] Thanks for the note and card, John Shea had told Jackie, write me very often and tell me everything.

[377] But I also felt a deeper connection to the Shea's story.

[378] When I was two, my own father, a pilot who spent much of his career in the British Navy, was killed in a helicopter accident.

[379] My father was 43 when he died.

[380] Shea was 44.

[381] It was hard for me to read the dear Jackie letter, with all its vulnerability and old -fashioned man -de -boy wisdom, and not feel a flare of anger.

[382] kinship.

[383] I realized, of course, that the wasps' stories existed whether the wreck was found or not.

[384] But the physical artifact itself now seemed important, because it might allow these narratives to be reawakened.

[385] Anybody interested in the history of World War I infantry battles can tread the same Flanders and pickardy fields as the young men who fought in their millions there and empathize with their experience.

[386] I have done so myself.

[387] There is no better recruiting sergeant for pacifism than a walking tour of the Western Front.

[388] But the surface of the ocean holds no landmarks.

[389] To understand or memorialize the sailors' battle experience, you must dive deep.

[390] The sick crew member was swiftly treated.

[391] The pain, it turned out, was not a harbinger of a serious ailment.

[392] We returned it to the search site as fast as the petrol could motor, which was 12 knots, or about the speed of the fastest 10 ,000 -meter runners.

[393] On January 11th, the AUVs data showed nothing but wheat fields.

[394] On January 12th, it came up empty again.

[395] On this second occasion, it was 5 a .m. when the drone was retrieved, and three sharks circled the zodiac.

[396] A young ATU member, a heavily bearded Englishman named Pat Travis, leaned out to clip the drone to the hook on the crane when a six -foot oceanic white tip glided in between his boat and the AUV.

[397] Had Travis wanted to, he could have stroked the shark's dorsal fin as it swam by.

[398] It was a genuinely hair -raising moment, but one quickly dismissed by the crew.

[399] They now had a technical problem to solve.

[400] The drone, they noticed, was letting in water.

[401] As the ATU team fixed the problem, craft used the delay wisely.

[402] He chose to dive with the ROV on the big debris fields they had found on the first grid a week earlier.

[403] He was still hoping for more clues.

[404] Mayor teased him, saying the robot would find a sign saying, Wasp, 700 meters this way.

[405] Craft had the grace to laugh.

[406] The remote submersible is a remarkable piece of equipment.

[407] The petrol sends 4 ,500 volts and 10 amps of electricity down the umbilical cord to the ROV, as well as instructions that operate its thrusters.

[408] The mother ship receives crystalline images from the subs nine cameras.

[409] Through this technological devilry, two pilots sitting in what look like gaming chairs in the online room, fly the ROV to the bottom of the ocean, inspecting the abyssal surrounds as easily as if they were looking through the glass at the aquarium.

[410] When the pilot, its dived on the debris field, what they found was ghostly.

[411] On the bottom of the ocean, among mesh, iron railings, and shell casings were dozens of helmets.

[412] The find caused more head -scratching from Kraft and Mayer.

[413] It seemed quite unlikely that whatever they had found was evidence of one of the wasps, two major traumas, the Japanese strike or the American volley that scuttled the ship.

[414] It doesn't seem like a major event, but it is spread over a wide area, so whatever happened, it happened to a ship that was moving fast, Kraft said.

[415] A new theory began to formulate in Kraft's mind that wouldn't reach full expression until he'd sent down the AUV again and seen more lines of wheat fields.

[416] The debris they had found wasn't from the wasp.

[417] If he was right, every single data point they had on their map was wrong by at least ten miles.

[418] But Kraft could see no other possible explanation.

[419] His team had now run six search grids, around 150 square miles, and had come up empty.

[420] The exact coordinates recorded by a dozen United States navigators didn't matter now.

[421] They were all in Kraft's opinion, worthless.

[422] Cox was more measured in his analysis.

[423] It doesn't give you a whole load of confidence in American an open ocean navigation, he said, to a rueful smile from others in the online room.

[424] Kraft, however, was on the cusp of a breakthrough.

[425] If the coordinates were wrong and the debris hadn't, in fact, come from the wasp, it was most likely to have been a result of torpedo strikes on two other ships in the convoy.

[426] The Japanese submarine had, in fact, fired six torpedoes in the volley that fatally wounded the wasp.

[427] One passed the wasp, but went on to hit the USS O 'Brien, compromising it so much that it sank a month later.

[428] Another struck the USS North Carolina, forcing it back to Pearl Harbor for repairs.

[429] Both were significant events, but not as traumatic as the attack on the wasp.

[430] All that mattered to craft now was where the wasp had been in relation to the O 'Brien and the North Carolina.

[431] Mayor found a sketch and Cox found a photograph.

[432] each seemed to confirm that the wasp had been southwest of the O 'Brien and the North Carolina when it was hit.

[433] Well, if that's true, then it pushes everything further south, Kraft said.

[434] He eyed the map again.

[435] There was an empty, unsearched square in the southwest, at least ten miles from any navigator's estimate of where the wasp went under.

[436] He tapped on it with his finger.

[437] All the clues pushed me over here, he said.

[438] Mayor was silent.

[439] He could see his friend was onto something, and he didn't want to disturb his train of thought.

[440] The new theory made perfect sense of the nagging but inchoate feeling that Mayer had wrestled with ever since the AUV found the first debris site, and Kraft had momentarily declared victory.

[441] Speculation Club had been misinterpreting the clues the ocean floor was sending them.

[442] Indeed, even before Kraft sent the drone down again to scan the new grid, there was a general sense of intellectual accomplishment in the online room.

[443] When the AUV re -emerged from the deep, it was around 3 .30 a .m. on January 14th.

[444] I'd been away since the end of December.

[445] It was nearly time to catch a flight home.

[446] We were still more than a day's sailing from the nearest airport.

[447] There might not be another chance for an AUV mission after this one.

[448] The sonar information was spooled onto the screens of the online room.

[449] We all peered at the monitors, sitting in the middle of the grid, unmistakably, was a toy ship dropped in a sandbox.

[450] There she is, Kraft said.

[451] Nobody spoke for what seemed like a while.

[452] Somebody in the room cried.

[453] Those seconds felt complicated emotionally.

[454] The petrol's purpose is to find wrecks, and this moment was the purest distillation of that imperative.

[455] But there was no immediate celebration.

[456] Part of the sobriety was that the sound waves drawing the outline of the ship represented the lives of 194 people whose stories over the past days and weeks we had come to know.

[457] In my mind at least there was also a fleeting, thin and unexpected sliver of regret, which I still can't fully explain, the pang of watching a hunter standing over a shot stag.

[458] Eventually, Kraft broke the quiet.

[459] it.

[460] Nailed it, he said.

[461] Hours later, the Petrol's ROV dived, lights blaring on the wasp.

[462] It was accompanied until around 300 meters by two of the sharks who now followed us wherever we went.

[463] The ROV took more than an hour to descend to 4 ,200 meters where the wasp lay.

[464] It spent the next half day or so inspecting the wreck from one end to the other, with only the occasional slow -moving deep -sea creature interrupting the view.

[465] The fire and explosions that had wounded the wasp were evident everywhere.

[466] Whole sections of deck were missing.

[467] In one spot, forward of the central island, it looked as if the ship had been cleaved like a log.

[468] The bridge was marked with charred flame lines.

[469] The funnel had sheared off.

[470] But the cold, deep water and the lack of light had preserved the wreck remarkably well.

[471] My overriding impression was how small it seemed, for a carrier that had housed more than 2 ,000 sailors and dozens of airplanes.

[472] There had been so much life contained within that rusting hulk.

[473] Scattered around the wreck of the wasp were airplanes, dauntlesses, wildcats, and avengers in various states of destruction.

[474] Even before the wasp sank, according to the captain's report, the planes on both the flight and hangar decks were thrown high in the air.

[475] thereby explosions and were badly damaged.

[476] A trip to the bottom of the ocean had not improved their condition.

[477] And then there was the ghostly sight of dozens of helmets lying in the silt.

[478] By the time we returned it to Honiara days later, Cox's colleagues in the Navy had been officially informed of the wasp's discovery and her location noted.

[479] Otherwise, it was left alone.

[480] The process of contacting the families of men who had served on the ship began.

[481] I called the family of Commander Shea myself.

[482] Jack Shea married a woman named Claudette, with whom he had three children, John, Laura, and Christine.

[483] Over the period of about a week, I spoke to all four of Jack Shea's immediate family to tell them about the Wasp.

[484] It was strange news to deliver.

[485] The facts about their grandfather were not changed by the discovery, and yet something had changed.

[486] They were all thrilled that a crew had taken the time and effort.

[487] to locate the ship.

[488] Laura, a social worker, reacted to the news surprisingly emotionally.

[489] John, a network engineer, was happy there was new information to bolster his understanding of the conflict in which his grandfather served.

[490] Claudette told me that her husband would have been shocked, amazed, and sad, of course, to relive his childhood memories.

[491] The exact sight of the wasp, Claudette told me, was a puzzle that Jack always hoped would be solved.

[492] When I spoke to Christine, Commander Shea's youngest grandchild, a teacher in a public school, she told me she felt some regret because she knew how much the news would have meant to her father.

[493] But she also found the discovery thrilling, in part because it would mean that a new generation of people would have a chance to read her grandfather's letter.

[494] In a polarized America, she told me, its values sang out.

[495] There's a strong sense of living a good life, Christine said.

[496] There's nothing in that letter about making a lot of money.

[497] Christine also told me about what Commander Shea's example had meant to her father, whom she described as a humble man, who did not crave the limelight that sometimes shined on him because of the letter.

[498] She said that Jack Shea had lived within the value system his father Adam braided in that short text, almost to the item.

[499] His had been, in every sense, a good life, albeit one touched by tragedy.

[500] In a strange way, the discovery of the wasp had brought closure to this complicated episode in the Shea history.

[501] The whole family, she said, had believed that the wasp's last resting place would remain unknowable.

[502] Now, all these years later, the mystery had been put to rest.

[503] To not be missing forever, Christine said.

[504] That seems important.

[505] Several days after I spoke to the family about the discovery of the wasp, Jack Shea's widow, Claudette, wrote me an email.

[506] She told me that the news had encouraged her to revisit the Shea family history.

[507] She found herself researching her husband's papers.

[508] There she discovered a note written by John Shea as a boy.

[509] The text was undated, but the childish scrawl suggested it would have been written in the earliest years of the 20th century, when Teddy Roosevelt was president, nobody had yet driven a Ford Model T, and an aircraft carrier was a distant, futuristic instrument of war.

[510] When I'm a man, I'm going to be a soldier, because I like to fight for my country, it read.

[511] I like to march and ride on horseback and go on ships.

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