At War44-05-3051The Navy Hunts The Cgr3070

Words at war. On words at war tonight, we tell you of an actual event which took place in December 1942. Tonight the story of the incredible adventures of the Coast Guard Reserve boat 3070. God's God reserve 3070. All against Navy, that's what it is.

That boat belongs to all against Navy. Huh? What's that? Hey, how long you been at CP that you ain't never had a hole against Nate? Never mind getting fancy. Just tell me what it is, huh?

It's them coastal picket boys. You know, fishermen, yachtsmen, blue water sailors, guys like that. Things have been pretty hot up in down the East Coast and our Navy sends out a call. Some of these guys go charging up and down a coast and they yacht seat tubs and spitkits, looking for German subs.

They're a special branch of the Coast Guard. coastal pickets they call themselves. But the rest of us they're just hooligans navy. You know, no clairs. Yeah, yeah, I see what you mean. This CGR 3070 can't be no more than 10 feet, eh?

Heh heh heh. Hooligan Jr, huh? Ha ha ha ha ha. A little 10 foot spit kid. She ain't no 10 foot spit kid. She's a 57 foot yaw. Huh? Oh, yo. Where'd you come from?

I'm standing here listening. She's the seven foot, you know, that's what she is. Yeah, you know a lot about her, don't you? She's my boat, I remember the crew. Oh, hooligan, huh? Yep. Your ship ain't very big, is she?

Nope. Has she seen much action? I like submarines, things like that? Nope. What's the matter? Don't even you like it? Ain't she no good? Good. Let me tell you something, Mike. The 37 he's probably the neatest, sweetest little sailing craft that ever kicked up a fan take on the wind.