Zenneth Arthur Pond
Second Lieutenant Zenneth A. Pond was a Marine fighter ace who flew with VMF-223 in the Solomon Islands campaign.
He failed to return from a combat mission over Guadalcanal on 10 September 1942.
Branch
Marine Corps Reserve
Service Number O-9433
Current Status
Remains Not Recovered
Pursuit Category
The DPAA has not publicized this information.
Capsule History
Pre-War Life
Birth
December 7, 1919
at Hillsdale, MI
Parents
Arthur James Pond
Zella (Rutan) Pond
Education
Jackson High School (1938)
Jackson Junior College
Occupation & Employer
Student
Service Life
Entered Service
May 31, 1941 (enlisted)
April 6, 1942 (officer)
Home Of Record
1714 Cooper Street
Jackson, MI
Next Of Kin
Mother, Mrs. Zella Pond
Military Specialty
Pilot
Primary Unit
VMF-223
Campaigns Served
Solomon Islands / Guadalcanal
Individual Decorations
Navy Cross
Purple Heart
Additional Service Details
Lieutenant Pond was credited with 6 kills.
Loss And Burial
Circumstances Of Loss
One of the most promising young pilots in VMF-223, twenty-two-year-old Zenneth Pond was born with an innate love of flying. As a boy, he built countless model airplanes before earning a civilian pilot’s license through the Civilian Aeronautics Administration at 18. Studying at Jackson Junior College kept him grounded for two years, but Pond dropped out to become a naval air cadet, the youngest in his class at Naval Air Station Grosse Ile. He graduated at the top of the class, earning the Knudsen Trophy for “Highest Honors in Flying Ability, Industry, and Officer-Like Aptitude.” He was one of the first Marine aviators to arrive on Guadalcanal a year later, along with his hometown buddy 2Lt. Elwood R. Bailey.
In his first dogfight, Pond shot down three Japanese aircraft; by the end of August, he was a certified ace with five kills to his credit. “I just squeezed the trigger and just let him have it as he came up in front of me,” he remarked to a correspondent. “I just blew him to bits.” Pond notched his sixth kill on 5 September and used his considerable flying skill to pull off a “dead stick” landing in his badly damaged fighter.
At 1115 on 10 September 1942, Lieutenant Pond’s Wildcat bounced down the Henderson Field runway ahead of the now-familiar noontime air raid.* The ensuing fight pitted eleven Marines against some forty Japanese fighters and bombers, and against these odds, Pond’s luck ran out. His aircraft failed to return to base, and nothing more was heard from him.
Zenneth Pond was declared dead on 11 September 1943. He was posthumously promoted to the rank of Captain, and awarded the Navy Cross:
The President of the United States of America takes pride in presenting the Navy Cross (Posthumously) to Second Lieutenant Zenneth Arthur Pond (MCSN: 0-9433), United States Marine Corps Reserve, for extraordinary heroism and distinguished service in the line of his profession while serving as a Pilot in Marine Fighting Squadron TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-THREE (VMF-223), Marine Air Group TWENTY-THREE (MAG-23), FIRST Marine Aircraft Wing, in aerial combat with enemy Japanese forces in the Solomon Islands from 20 August 1942 to 13 September 1942. Alone, and with utter disregard for his own personal safety, Second Lieutenant Pond courageously attacked and shot down six enemy planes. His outstanding valor and skillful airmanship were in keeping with the highest traditions of the United States Naval Service.
*Note: Several sources state that Pond was piloting F4F-4 #03491.
The War Diary of VMF-223 places Pond in #02071 on 10 September, and records that #03491 was received by the squadron on 13 September.
Burial Information or Disposition
None; remains not recovered.
Next Of Kin Address
Address of mother, Mrs. Zella Jackson.
Location Of Loss
Pond was last seen departing from Henderson Field, Guadalcanal.
These brave men strike my heart with admiration for their courage and sadness for their loss. I look in their faces and see the hope of youth and feel a profound pain that war robbed them of it, as it continues to do to this day all over our planet. My father’s younger brother, my godfather, was a Pacific grunt Marine who showed me a kind and gentle soul as a child that I find fascinating as an adult learning along the way in life what my Uncle went through from New Guinea, Kwajelein, Guam and Iwo Jima as a 3rd Division Marine. He never married or left home after the war, though friendly, handsome and successful. He seemed to keep a secret inside himself until his death in 1988. A note was found in his possessions that he wanted to be buried on an island in the Pacific. I admired and loved him. War changed him but didn’t rob him of all his soul. Thank you Fithian Harold Franz. Your boy Mark.