Few of us will ever experience the nightmare of drifting in a life jacket in the Pacific, knowing at any moment we could be the next to die of shark attack or dehydration or hypothermia. Although we all need God’s grace daily, the men who survived the sinking of the U.S.S. Indianapolis came face to face with a situation where they truly know God was their only hope from one moment to the next.
This account of the tragic loss of the U.S.S. Indianapolis during WWII was heartbreaking in its detail. Edgar Harrell was a young marine aboard the ship when it was sunk by the Japanese. The harrowing tale of the survivors' struggle to hang on does not end with their miraculous sighting and rescue after days in the open sea. They had to fight on to reveal the truth about the ship's sinking and exonerate their skipper, who had been the government's scapegoat.
Harrell is inspirational in his humility and his lack of residual bitterness. In sharing this account, he honors those who served and their memory. He also teaches us all how to go on living, thankful for every new day as a gift.
As a native of the Indianapolis area with many Navy men in my family tree, I found Out of the Depths the most scary and riveting since I read "Blind Man's Bluff" about submarines during the Cold War.