Conversations with a 101 year old Army Air Corps Pilot shot down in China in WW2.
Joe is a smallish man with lively green eyes thinning grey hair a bright smile and an energy and mobility that defy his 101 years. No walker, no cane, no glasses and possessed of a hearty appetite. He fixed his own burger and dished his own beans. He is hard of hearing and has hearing aids but his wonderful wife, Barb, says he refuses to wear them. During the course of our two hour conversation he would sometimes repeat himself but he was in all respects a happy man with a quick laugh.
I asked him what year he was shot down and he said he couldn’t remember but 1944 was as good as any other year. He was flying close air support somewhere in China in his P-51 Mustang and was at tree top level on a strafing run when he lost his engine due to small arms fire. He pulled the stick back to gain altitude to bail out. Due to the mountainous terrain he could only achieve 500’ AGL (above ground level). He said he bailed out and suffered no injuries on impact but doused his chute and ran like the dickens to avoid the Japanese. I was unable to determine the location where he was shot down but he walked 600 miles in 3 ½ months eluding capture.
He traveled at night and hid during the day. The Chinese were extraordinarily helpful and even gave him a horse. When he told them he didn’t know how to take care of a horse a teen age boy was assigned him for that purpose. They waded across a river and climbed a very steep grade on the opposite side. The path was carved out of the side of the mountain and was about 4’ wide. Sadly his horse lost its footing and fell down the mountain. Joe was leading the horse at the time so he was not harmed but his equipment was on the horse so it was quite an effort to retrieve the gear.
He spoke of hiding in caves with other Chinese avoiding the wrath of the Japanese. There were constant Japanese raiding patrols and several times he was the target of long range sniper fire.
His salvation came when he was delivered to the headquarters of the Chinese Communist Army. There he met Mao Tse Tung, Chou en Lai and General Chutek. Mao asked him about the United States and Joe told him about freedom, liberty and voting. He said Mao could not understand the concepts.
At some point a Gooney Bird (C-47 or DC-3) landed at a nearby airfield and took him back to US forces where he was once again assigned to combat duty. He said he flew about 150 combat missions this time in Burma and what was French Indo China (Vietnam).
He loved flying and has time in the B-17 flying Fortress, B-24 Liberator, B-25 Mitchell, B-26 Marauder. P-47 Thunderbolt, P 51 Mustang, F 84 Thunderjet, and the F 86 Saber. The F 84 and F 86 he flew in combat in Korea. He finished with over 6,000 flight hours. He said the P 51 was a dream to fly but the jets were his favorite as they were so simple…no propeller torque to deal with. He said dive bombing was difficult in a prop driven aircraft due to that torque.
Prior to leaving he serenaded the small gathering with several songs he sang beautifully in Italian.
He loved flying he loves his country and as a final comment he didn’t understand all the fuss about personal pronouns. He thought our current generals were losers.
I thought Joe a wonderful and delightful man in whom there was no guile, no cynicism, no regrets and at total peace with himself. This was an experience I shall always remember.
Joe is a smallish man with lively green eyes thinning grey hair a bright smile and an energy and mobility that defy his 101 years. No walker, no cane, no glasses and possessed of a hearty appetite. He fixed his own burger and dished his own beans. He is hard of hearing and has hearing aids but his wonderful wife, Barb, says he refuses to wear them. During the course of our two hour conversation he would sometimes repeat himself but he was in all respects a happy man with a quick laugh.
I asked him what year he was shot down and he said he couldn’t remember but 1944 was as good as any other year. He was flying close air support somewhere in China in his P-51 Mustang and was at tree top level on a strafing run when he lost his engine due to small arms fire. He pulled the stick back to gain altitude to bail out. Due to the mountainous terrain he could only achieve 500’ AGL (above ground level). He said he bailed out and suffered no injuries on impact but doused his chute and ran like the dickens to avoid the Japanese. I was unable to determine the location where he was shot down but he walked 600 miles in 3 ½ months eluding capture.
He traveled at night and hid during the day. The Chinese were extraordinarily helpful and even gave him a horse. When he told them he didn’t know how to take care of a horse a teen age boy was assigned him for that purpose. They waded across a river and climbed a very steep grade on the opposite side. The path was carved out of the side of the mountain and was about 4’ wide. Sadly his horse lost its footing and fell down the mountain. Joe was leading the horse at the time so he was not harmed but his equipment was on the horse so it was quite an effort to retrieve the gear.
He spoke of hiding in caves with other Chinese avoiding the wrath of the Japanese. There were constant Japanese raiding patrols and several times he was the target of long range sniper fire.
His salvation came when he was delivered to the headquarters of the Chinese Communist Army. There he met Mao Tse Tung, Chou en Lai and General Chutek. Mao asked him about the United States and Joe told him about freedom, liberty and voting. He said Mao could not understand the concepts.
At some point a Gooney Bird (C-47 or DC-3) landed at a nearby airfield and took him back to US forces where he was once again assigned to combat duty. He said he flew about 150 combat missions this time in Burma and what was French Indo China (Vietnam).
He loved flying and has time in the B-17 flying Fortress, B-24 Liberator, B-25 Mitchell, B-26 Marauder. P-47 Thunderbolt, P 51 Mustang, F 84 Thunderjet, and the F 86 Saber. The F 84 and F 86 he flew in combat in Korea. He finished with over 6,000 flight hours. He said the P 51 was a dream to fly but the jets were his favorite as they were so simple…no propeller torque to deal with. He said dive bombing was difficult in a prop driven aircraft due to that torque.
Prior to leaving he serenaded the small gathering with several songs he sang beautifully in Italian.
He loved flying he loves his country and as a final comment he didn’t understand all the fuss about personal pronouns. He thought our current generals were losers.
I thought Joe a wonderful and delightful man in whom there was no guile, no cynicism, no regrets and at total peace with himself. This was an experience I shall always remember.