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Commander John J. Shea

Our assembly’s namesake: naval aviator, Navy Cross recipient, and devoted father.

Commander John J. Shea with his young son Jackie
Commander John J. Shea with his son Jackie. Photo: John J. Shea Collection, Boston College University Archives.

About Commander Shea


John J. Shea was born in Cambridge, Massachusetts, on January 13, 1898. At 16 he earned a scholarship to Boston College, where he played football and graduated with the Class of 1918.

He enlisted in the Naval Reserve on June 11, 1918, and trained as a naval aviator. He returned to active duty in 1930, served as executive officer of Naval Air Station Squantum, Massachusetts, from 1934 to 1940, and then served with the Bureau of Aeronautics in Washington. In March 1942 he reported to the aircraft carrier USS Wasp (CV-7) as assistant air officer.

On September 15, 1942, the Japanese submarine I-19 torpedoed the Wasp off Guadalcanal, and he was lost with the ship. He was awarded the Navy Cross posthumously for leading the fight against the fires on the flight deck. He held the rank of Lieutenant Commander and is remembered as Commander Shea. In 1961 Boston College dedicated Shea Field in his honor.

Our assembly is named in his honor. Read more on our About page.

A Letter to His Son


On June 29, 1942, aboard the Wasp, Commander Shea wrote this letter to his five-year-old son, Jackie. It is shown here in full.

June 29, 1942

Dear Jackie,

This is the first letter I have ever written directly to my little son and I am thrilled to know that you can read it all by yourself. If you miss some of the words, I'm sure it will be because I do not write very plainly. Mother will help you in that case I am sure. I was certainly glad to hear your voice over the long distance telephone. It sounded as though I were right in the living room with you. You sounded as though you missed your daddy very much. I miss you too, more than anyone will ever know. It is too bad this war could not have been delayed a few more years so that I could grow up again with you and do with you all the things I planned to do when you were old enough to go to school.

I thought how nice it would be for me to come home early in the afternoon and play ball with you, and go mountain climbing and see the trees, and brooks, and learn all about woodcraft, hunting, fishing, swimming, and things like that. I suppose we must be brave and put these things off for a little while. When you are a little bigger you will know why your daddy is not home so much any more. You know we have a big country and we have ideals as to how people should live and enjoy the riches of it and how each is born with equal rights to life, freedom, and the pursuit of happiness.

Unfortunately, there are some countries in the world where they don't have these ideals, where a boy cannot grow up to be what he wants to be with no limits on his opportunities to be a great man, such as a great priest, statesman, doctor, soldier, business man etc. Because there are people and countries who want to change our nation, its ideals, forms of government, and way of life, we must leave our homes and families to fight. Fighting for the defense of our country, ideals, homes, and honor is an honor and a duty which your daddy has to do before he can come home to settle down with you and Mother.

When it is done, he is coming home to be with you always and forever. So wait just a little while longer. I am afraid it will be more than the two weeks you told me on the phone. In the meantime, take good care of Mother. Be a good boy and grow up to be a good young man. Study hard when you go to school. Be a leader in everything good in life. Be a good Catholic, and you can't help being a good American. Play fair always. Strive to win but if you must lose, lose like a gentleman and a good sportsman. Don't ever be a quitter either in sports or in your business or profession when you grow up.

Get all the education you can. Stay close to Mother and follow her advice. Obey her in everything, no matter how you may at times disagree. She knows what is best and will never let you down or lead you away from the right and honorable things in life. If I don't get back, you will have to be Mother's protector because you will be the only one she has. You must grow up to take my place as well as your own in her life and heart. Love your grandmother and granddad as long as they live. They too will never let you down.

Love your aunts and see them as often as you can. Last of all, don't ever forget your daddy. Pray for him to come back and if it is God's will that he does not, be the kind of a boy and man your daddy wants you to be. Thanks for the nice sweater and handkerchiefs and particularly for the note and card. Write me very often and tell me everything. Kiss Mother for me every night. Goodbye for now.

With all my love and devotion for Mother and you,
Your daddy

Text source: Hampton Roads Naval Museum, “Seventy-Five Years Ago: A Fallen Commander’s Letter to his Son Inspires the Nation” (September 2017). The original letter is held by the Boston College Archives, donated by his son, Professor Jack Shea, in 2001. Boston Public Schools printed the letter as a pamphlet in 1942.