Coastside WWII: Sgt. Canadas Has Close Call

February 1945

From the Half Moon Bay Review

(Photo: In Half Moon Bay, during WWII, there was a parade on Main Street, in support of the troops overseas. Courtesy Spanishtown Historical Society.)

February 1945

From the Half Moon Bay Review

“Nine Live, 171 Others Die; St. Canadas Has Close Call”

“Wounded three times in his 34 months in the South Pacific, Sgt. Ellsworth Canadas, 28, of Half Moon Bay, recently was sent home and is in Santa Barbara convalescing, it was reported today. Of the 180 men in his infantry outfit with whom Sgt. Canadas left for overseas only nine remain alive.

“Canadas was shot in the hand, leg and hip in three separate engagements on New Guinea. After each injury he was hospitalized for three months and then returned to combat. Sergeant Canadas was in on the invasion of the Philippines just prior to returning to the United States. He also took part in the invasion of Gualalcanal and on furlough visited Australia.

“The young veteran is the son of Mr. and Mrs. Louis Canadas of Half Moon Bay. He is a graduate of Half Moon Bay High School and was employed as a carpenter in San Mateo prior to joining the army four years ago. He is entitled to wear the Presidential Unit Citation, the Purple Heart, the Oak Leaf Cluster and the Asiatic-Pacific ribbon.

” His brother S/Sgt. Raymond Canadas, 25, is now serving with the 5th Army in Italy. Raymond was recently wounded but is back in action according to a letter to his parents.

“Like his brother, Raymond is a graduate of Half Moon Bay High School and worked as a carpenter in San Mateo prior to entering the army three years ago.”

Coastside World War II: “Perhaps the most disruptive part of the early months of the war

was the removal of many Italians from the coast, along with all persons of Japanese ancestry.

“Beginning in February of 1942, all Italian aliens living inland from Highway 1 south of Laguna Creek were required to move inland from the highway, and since many of the Italian families living on the North Coast had elderly unnaturalized parents and grandparents, the military orders brought extreme hardships to the farmers between Laguna Creek and the city limits of Santa Cruz. For the few families of Japanese present since the 1920s, the removal from the North Coast to a concentration camp in Arizona was devastating. Very few of the Japanese returned to the North Coast after the war.”

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From: Coast Dairies Property: A Land Use History, click here

Special thanks to John Vonderlin ([email protected]).

Coastside WWII: Gasoline Ration Reminder

January 1945

From the Half Moon Bay Review

“Here’s an important ration reminder. When applying for gasoline rations, all motorists who have “A” cars must present to the local War Price and Rationing Boards their mileage ration records.

“This form was given to all “A” book holders during the re-regisration and must accompany all applications for supplemental special or furlough rations.

“If you do not have a mileage ration record, or have lost or destroyed it, apply to your local board right away for a duplicate.”

Coastside WWII: Excerpts From Letters Written By Staff Sergeant George Dunn, Jr.

February 1945

From the Half Moon Bay Review

(Note: S/Sgt Dunn is the son of Mr and Mrs. George Dunn, Editor and Publisher of The Review and Pebble. He has been stationed in the Pacific War Area for the past 18 months…S/Sgt George Dunn is with the Sixth Army Corps, the 160th Infantry of the 40th Division who landed on Luzon in an 800 ship convoy on January 9th when General Douglas MacArthur started the liberation of the Philippines.)

Letter from S/Sergeant George Dunn, Jr.

“If you don’t mind me writing in a “fox hole,” I’ll get a long delayed letter written to you. I expect my dear you know I am somewhere in the Philippines, in fact I suppose by now you even know, from the radio and newspapers, just where, and probably know just what we are doing.

“Our landing was most exciting, in fact, that word doesn’t express to well what we went thru that day.
“I’m getting a little ‘breather’ today, surely was tired for a few days. Haven’t had my clothes off yet, my change should be up from the ‘rear’ soon.

“The Filipino people are greeting us with open arms. They are very poor after three years of Jap control, but even so, they give us eggs, chickens and bananas in exchange for American cigarettes.

“They have been more than willing to dig my Message Center holes, believe me I have surely dug enough of them. It is a good thing they do help because we haven’t always had “quiet” time enough.

“I can tell you this much, a Jap is no one to have around until he is dead and I’ve seen plenty of them. Our Army and Navy Air Corps, and the boys up here in the front lines are really giving it to them.

“I had quite a night last night. It was raining very hard, in fact there were four inches of rain in my fox hole, thought I could stick it out tho until a small pig crawled in with me, that was too much. I got out and took cover under a shack. I traded my underwear for a barbecued chicken this noon, did tht ever taste good.

“You have no idea how it feels to get out of that jungle and see some civilization, at least this seems civilized to us after where we have been. There are a lot of very old churches here and very huge. All of the houses are built off of the ground and made of bamboo, but even they look good to me.

Continue reading “Coastside WWII: Excerpts From Letters Written By Staff Sergeant George Dunn, Jr.”

Coastside WWII: “Most of the sailors coming down to my Dad’s bar in Moss Beach would walk,” recalls Elaine Martini Teixeira.

(Photo: Elaine Martini Teixeira at far right, with sister Loretta.)

“Some probably drove a vehicle, the sailors that were permanently stationed there. We got to know a few of them: a cook, butcher, and chief petty officer of the commissary; they drove down. The main group of sailors only stayed a short time to practice the gunnery, shooting at the target behind a plane, which took off from the local airfield at Princeton. It would make continuous trips around, coming in from the Half Moon Bay side, out over the ocean. You could hear it and see it because the tracers left their trail through the air.”

(Photo: Elaine’s father owned a bar near the corner of Sunshine Valley Road & Ethleldore.)

Coastside WWII: “We did see lots of convoys, army trucks,” says Elaine Martini Teixeira,

a child at the time. Elaine lived with her family in Moss Beach near Sunshine Valley Road (the lovely “connector” road between Montara and Moss Beach.) Dad owned a bar frequented by the sailors at the nearby naval station. Mom took care of her children and helped her husband.

“I guess the military men came down from SF, on their way to Fort Ord in Monterey. Sometimes only a few drove by, but often, there was a very long convoy, and they had the right of way,” explained Elaine.

“You did not get in between the vehicles. So, if we were coming on to the main road, Highway 1, from a side street, such as we did from our garage on Sunshine Valley Road, we had to wait for the convoy to finish, and it could be a long wait, maybe as long as 15-20 minutes. If you saw them coming, the best thing to do was to get out on the road, ahead of them.”

“There were mainly trucks,” remembered Elaine, “covered with canvas tops, with soldiers in the back, and an occasional jeep, in between. Some vehicles were around because they were stationed at local military installations, such as the airfield and Coast Guard in Princeton.

“On the coast road, at Devil Slide, there was a small army post up on a mountain top. You could see it from the highway. It was rather small; I believe it was there to track airplanes. There was a long narrow stairway leading from the road to the building. I have no idea how the men walked up and down that steep stairway without falling into the ocean, especially if they had been out celebrating!

It was there for several years after the war, and you can still the foundation of the structure. My then future sister-in-law, Hazel Dooley, married one of the fellows who was stationed there, O. B. Dooley.”

Top Photo: (At far right Elaine Martini Teixeria with sister Loretta.)

Photo of Naval Station at Montara Stirs Memories of WWII

Memorial Day is a time when Americans typically reflect on their history, and WWII has a special meaning for the Coastside.

A few months after the attack on Pearl Harbor in December 1941, the military arrived in Half Moon Bay. Soldiers occupied public schools and privately owned hotels. There was genuine fear of another surprise attack right here on the Coastside.

Overnight Half Moon Bay was transformed into a wartime setting, where secrecy prevailed, perhaps more so than anywhere else in the nation. You couldn’t read about Coastside military activities in the Half Moon Bay Review; a search through old issues reveals nothing at all.

Yet during the day locals volunteered as “spotters” watching the sea for enemy submarines and hostile aircraft in the skies. At night all Coastside windows were darkened with black-out paper.

There were barracks at Princeton-by-the-Sea, near the airport; the military occupied the Palace Miramar Hotel, Half Moon Bay, and several places on the South Coast, where, it is said, deep tunnels were constructed to store weapons.

There was a naval station at Montara, across the highway from the Montara Water & Sanitary District building.


In this photo, you can see the water and sanitary district building still standing today, overlooking the Pacific. Their website confirms the building was constructed by the navy in 1944.

If you look for remnants of the naval station today, you won’t find any. Highway 1, which was built in sections along the Coastside, mainly in the 1950s, has changed the surrounding terrain completely.

The land on which the naval station stood looks pretty level in the photo. Today a hedge-like dirt berm erases all memories of the naval station’s presence.

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“Lost” Painting of Frank Torres

Frank Torres, the Peruvian world traveler, who built the original Moss Beach Distillery in the late 1920s, lived near the restaurant in a house painted pink. Long after he sold the Distillery, he resided in the house, and one day shortly before his death, I paid the famous restaurateur a visit. I wanted to interview him for a historical piece. I brought a tape recorder but I must have pushed the wrong button because the result was hard to make out.

But what really struck me was a painting on the wall. I call it the “lost” painting because I don’t know what happened to the piece of art. It was a painting of Frank Torres, wearing a suit and tie, with Devil’s Slide or the cliffs of Moss Beach behind him. I remembered that, in the picture, Frank looked large, as if the artist wanted to convey his importance, his power on the Coastside.

In recent months, I’ve been in contact with Millie Muller, a tenacious researcher from the East Coast. Millie is related to Fannie Torres, and she has been looking high and low, and in every dusty corner, for information on the Moss Beach restaurant and the Torres family history. She’s a remarkable woman; she’s come up with a lot of new stuff–including this 1950s photo of Fannie and Frank, with the painting I saw in the Torres home. The painting is on the wall behind Fannie and Frank.

Here’s the photo (be sure to look closely at the background, at the painting on the wall.) Oh, I almost forgot: the Frank and Fannie Torres didn’t look like this all the time. In this photo they are dressed up to publicize Halloween events at their restaurant!

Do you know where the painting is? Do you have any interesting leads on the Torres family history for Millie?

(Photo: Millie Muller)

Email Millie: [email protected]