My uncle was on the mighty Mo during the second storm.
Said nobody ate a GD thing for two days. Said you could tell the screws came out of the water at times. They thought the ship would split in the middle because he said there were things breaking off the hull during it.
After, said that a lot of the doors would not close.
They was some scared SOBs. And my uncle was in the navy for 16 years at the time. Even the salty old chiefs like him were crapping their drawers.
No kidding...can you imagine being on a destroyer? Great book: “Halsey’s Typhoon”.
Frightening.