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| Patrick J. Scannon, MD, PhD
When
asked, most people associate archeology with professorial discoveries of gold-encased
mummies in ancient dusty tombs, funded by private contributions, various governments
or National Geographic, and accompanied by the bright lights of glowing media
attention. This story is quite different. It starts with a small, loosely knit
group of friends, historians and scuba divers who individually and together, over
a period of more than a decade, have gone looking for (and found) ships sunk throughout
Micronesia during World War II. Early on, my story took a turn, when I switched
from searching for ships to searching for planes - more specifically, American
aircraft shot down by occupying Japanese forces during fierce combat over the
Palau Islands between 1944 and 1945. Over the ensuing half century, these planes
and their crews - and even the battles they fought in the Palaus - have become
all but forgotten, except, perhaps, by family and the living veterans who flew
missions with and knew these crews.
Finding
airplanes that have been missing for fifty years does not occur by just jumping
into the water. The ocean is just too big and planes shot down tend to land in
less-than-convenient places. By necessity, I have become more of a detective than
a diver, looking in dusty archives all over the United States and Palau and interviewing
the folks who were there. This has become the most unexpectedly meaningful part
of the adventure: talking with and getting to know the airmen who witnessed the
horror of watching their friends shot out of the sky, and talking with Palauans
who were caught between two warring nations, who remember these missions from
the receiving end. I feel privileged to have received many stories from both Palauans
and Americans who, for the most part, are amazed anyone still cares, except for
others who were there at the time. On a few important occasions, their stories
have even provided priceless leads of where to look for missing aircraft.
Having the opportunity to update and in some instances correct the historical
record has been gratifying. Reporting my findings to the veterans who were there
has evoked mutually surprising emotional responses from both them and me. But
it is the adventures that have kept me going. On two trips I went by myself, hiring
a guide and translator to help me. On three other trips, I have traveled with
a team, as the nature of the exploration was beyond what a single individual could
do alone. My wife Susan went with me on the first trip and was instrumental in
finding my very first aircraft wreck. Chip and Pam Lambert (Fremont, CA) have
been heavily involved in the team trips, along with Dan Bailey (Redding, CA).
Whether alone or as a member of a team, it has been always exciting. There was
the time I got lost in a mangrove swamp with two (not one!) guides looking for
a Marine F4U Corsair or the time I hung myself outside of a low flying Cessna
trying to photograph some inaccessible wrecks; then there was the episode where
a couple of us, while tracking down a new lead, stumbled across a mine full of
money (yet another story). By no means is
this story over. Many mysteries remain in Palau - for example, the missing Navy
wingman of a former American president; two Army Air Corps B-24 bombers still
missing along with their crews; a Marine Corsair that was discovered in 1947 but
has disappeared in the meantime; and a Marine Corsair that disappeared over Babeldaob
on the last fighting day of World War II. There are many more. As for media attention:
well, on one occasion some of us had our 15 seconds of fame on "Nightline," but
that's only a small part of the story. Mostly, the pictures taken of us
have been taken by us. |