USS Stanton (DE-247) - World War II North Atlantic Operations

World War II North Atlantic Operations

Stanton got underway on 29 August for San Juan, Puerto Rico, to join the destroyer escort shakedown group and, a month later, arrived at the Charleston Navy Yard. She then moved up the coast to New York and departed there on 18 October for Trinidad and Guantánamo Bay, Cuba. The escort returned to Norfolk, Virginia, and was attached to Escort Division (CortDiv) 3. Stanton sailed on 25 November with Task Force (TF) 64 as an escort for convoy UGS-25 bound for the Mediterranean. The convoy arrived at Casablanca on 13 December. The escorts picked up convoy GUS-24 there and headed for the United States on 15 December 1943 and arrived safely at New York on 3 January 1944.

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