My Cooter's History Blog has become about 80% World War II anyway, so I figured to start a blog specific to it, especially since we're commemorating its 70th anniversary and we are quickly losing this "Greatest Generation." The quote is taken from Pearl Harbor survivor Frank Curre, who was on the USS Tennessee that day. He died Dec. 7, 2011, seventy years to the day. His photo is below at right.
Sunday, June 2, 2019
Dropping Into Normandy-- Part 3: Last Man Out
RICHARD GLEASON, 101st-- "As I stood near the door, a shell exploded under the left wing, and the old '47 did a handstand on the right wingtip, and I was thrown back across the cabin. There was a mad scramble to get out the door, but I was able to get there first, so I didn't get tangled in any static lines."
HAROLD CANYON, 82nd-- Just as I approached the door the top of the airplane opened up. It had been hit by some type of explosive shell. As I turned into the doorway, the plane started a right wing dip going into its death spiral.
"It took everything I had to get over the threshold. It seemed to me the threshold was just a little more than chest high as I rolled over and got out. I was the last man out of the plane."
CLARENCE McKELVEY-- "We din't know how high we were, but I felt three things in succession -- my helmet popped off my head, I felt my chute open, and I looked down and there was ground."
ELMER BRANDENBERGER, 101st-- "The opening shock (of the parachute) tore the rifle from my grasp. I can still remember the thought flashing through my mind that it would hit some damned Kraut and bash in his head."
--GreGen
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