Dedication

The SUMNER has taken part in three wars and numerous crises. For the majority of us, our days aboard are fond memories which we share with you. Some of our fellow shipmates, however, did not have the chance to come home to their families and friends. This site is dedicated to those crewmembers who still sail with SUMNER, having been taken from us while serving aboard. Take a moment and remember those who served.
EM3(T) Jerome Joseph Arendt	TM3 Andrew Hoys	F1c Charles Preston Hardison
S1c William Paul Corring	S2c Eugene Francis Sullivan	S2c Bristol Reece Johnson
S2c Paul Herbert Valley	S2c Harry Groves Ellington	SF2 Sylvester Carl Weichenmaier
TM2 John William Nordell	F2c James Oliver Tomlinson, Sr.	CPhM(AA) Lem Elbert Gillett
MM2 Ralph Rupracht	S2c Fred Dowdell Griffin	TM3 Richard Beris
EM1 William Martin Grubb	DC2 Norman Brisette	MM2 Lymond Overstreet
S1 Phillip George McClellan	SOSA Harold E. Dixon	SN Ronnie Lee Spillman

Our sixteen shipmates lost at Lingayen Gulf are memorialized on the American Battle Monuments Commission Tablets of the Missing at the Manila American Cemetery located at Fort Bonifacio, Manila, The Philippines. The thirteen who died aboard the Sumner were buried at sea during services at 0915 on January 7, 1945 (local time) at Latitude 16º 24.5' N Longitude 120º 11.8' E. Two men died aboard the USS West Virginia (BB-48) after having been transferred for treatment and one was rescued by the USS Barton (DD-722) and died aboard her.

"I've played a lot of roles in life;
I've met a lot of men.
I've done some things I'd like to think
I wouldn't do again.
And though I'm young, I'm old enough
to know some day I'll die,
and to think about what lies beyond,
Beside whom I would lie.
Perhaps it doesn't matter much;
Still if I had my choice,
I'd want a grave, mongst sailors when
At last death quells my voice.
I'm sick of the hypocrisy
of lectures of the wise.
I'll take the man, with all the flaws, Who goes through scared, and dies.
The troops I knew were commonplace
They didn't want the war;
They fought because their Fathers and
Theirs Fathers had before.
They Cursed and killed and wept...
God Knows
They're easy to deride... But bury me with men like these;
They faced the guns and died,
Its funny when you think of it,
The way we got along.
We'd come from different worlds
To live in one were no one belongs.
I didn't even like them all;
I'm sure they'd all agree.
Yet I would give my life for them,
I know some did for me.
So bury me with Sailors, please,
Though much maligned they be.
Yes bury me with Sailors, for I miss their company.
We'll not soon see their likes again;
We've had our fill of war.
But bury me with men like them
Till someone else does more."
- Author unknown


*U.S.S. Allen M. Sumner DD-692*
Dedication