Snakum
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I was talking to one my late father's friends last Sunday and found out he flew P-38s in WWII from 1942 to 1946. I had no idea, and in the short time I knew him (my parents lived a couple hours from me, and I didn't know many of their more recent friends) I couldn't remember anyone mentioning it.
As it turns out, he flew a photo-recon version of the P-38 called an A5, if I remember correctly, or something like that. He has his 'graduation yearbook' from flight training in 1942 in OK, and quite a few pictures of the planes, the islands, and his buddies. Best of all, he had lots of stories, such as the techniques taught in training to avoid a confrontation with a Japanese plane, and then the best part ... all the times he had to actually use that stuff when inadvertantly being jumped by Mitsubishi Zeros. His plane, the photo recon aircraft always being shared between two rotating pilots, was the first one over Hiroshima following the bombing, and he had a few stories about that and about the orders and directives issued just prior to the bombing.
Also, unfortunately, lots of stories were about buddies who didn't make it back. Some of them signing off in spectacular crashes in full view (like the pilot who pulled all his flaps up immediately after breaking ground ... CRUNCH!), and others just simply disappearing during a mission.
All of it was simply fascinating stuff. So keep in mind, you never know who you may have in your own family or in your circle of friends. And if you know a lonely old stick, take a couple hours to go speak with them. It will cheer them no end, and you might wind up spending the whole afternoon in rapt attention. I'm glad I did ... and it is an honor to know a man such as this.
Minh
As it turns out, he flew a photo-recon version of the P-38 called an A5, if I remember correctly, or something like that. He has his 'graduation yearbook' from flight training in 1942 in OK, and quite a few pictures of the planes, the islands, and his buddies. Best of all, he had lots of stories, such as the techniques taught in training to avoid a confrontation with a Japanese plane, and then the best part ... all the times he had to actually use that stuff when inadvertantly being jumped by Mitsubishi Zeros. His plane, the photo recon aircraft always being shared between two rotating pilots, was the first one over Hiroshima following the bombing, and he had a few stories about that and about the orders and directives issued just prior to the bombing.
Also, unfortunately, lots of stories were about buddies who didn't make it back. Some of them signing off in spectacular crashes in full view (like the pilot who pulled all his flaps up immediately after breaking ground ... CRUNCH!), and others just simply disappearing during a mission.
All of it was simply fascinating stuff. So keep in mind, you never know who you may have in your own family or in your circle of friends. And if you know a lonely old stick, take a couple hours to go speak with them. It will cheer them no end, and you might wind up spending the whole afternoon in rapt attention. I'm glad I did ... and it is an honor to know a man such as this.
Minh