Nazi U-Boats in US Waters
On December 11, 1941, four days after the attack at Pearl Harbor, the United States declared war on Germany. Barely a month later, a lurking U-boat (short for the German Unterseeboot) torpedoed the 5,269-ton merchant ship SS City of Atlanta—within 10 miles of the North Carolina coast. Forty-three of the Atlanta’s 46 crew members perished.
More attacks followed. In the next seven months, German U-boats roaming along the East Coast and Gulf of Mexico sank 233 merchant ships—many ferrying desperately needed fuel and supplies to the Allied effort. The losses threatened not only America’s wartime economy, but also the Allies’ very survival.
“Shipping,” British Prime Minister Winston Churchill later wrote, “was at once the stranglehold and sole foundation of our war strategy.”
The Call to Action
In April 1942, with the Atlantic ablaze, Alfred B. Stanford, commodore of the Cruising Club of America, made an audacious offer to the U.S. Navy: His club’s fleet of private yachts, crewed by volunteer sailors, would patrol the coastline, watching for U-boats and rescuing survivors of their attacks.
Admiral Ernest J. King, chief of naval operations, accepted. Thus was born the Coastal Picket Patrol, a fleet of mostly civilian boats pressed into service under U.S. Coast Guard command.
By that summer, 550 small craft—everything from sleek yachts to motor cruisers to weathered fishing boats—were patrolling the coasts in a grid pattern. Eventually, some 2,000 private vessels joined in—what naval historian Edward Offley, author of The Burning Shore: How German U-Boats Brought World War II to America, called “tiny auxiliaries.” The effort attracted notable volunteers like novelist Ernest Hemingway, who patrolled the Florida Straits in his 38-foot cabin cruiser Pilar, equipped with machine guns, grenades, bazookas—and an unusual coffin-shaped explosive device. Motion picture tough guy Humphrey Bogart, meanwhile, took to the waters off the California coast in his own 38-foot yacht, Sluggy.
America’s ‘Tiny Auxiliaries’
Most Hooligans’ boats were modestly armed, often with just a radio, a .50-caliber machine gun and maybe a few 300-pound depth charges. Many carried less—sometimes only rifles, boat hooks and flashlights.
Each boat’s owner usually held the temporary naval rank of chief boatswain’s mate, and crews were often comprised of a mix of Cruising Club members, college-age sailors, Boy Scouts with maritime badges—and, it was claimed, retired bootleggers. One Coast Guardsman described them as “adventurers and undraftables.” Naval historian Dennis L. Noble wrote that “almost everyone who declared he could reef and steer, and many who couldn’t, were accepted.”
Their nickname, Hooligan’s Navy, implied playfully that, relative to the well-trained, well-disciplined U.S. Navy, they were a group of undisciplined ruffians. It may also have referred to the popular comic strip character of the time, “Happy Hooligan,” a well-meaning bumbler—sometimes unpolished but always enthusiastic and determined.