My father was a Hump pilot. I have his "blood chit". He never really talked about his time there but went on to spend 26 years flying for the Air Force. I need to find a copy of this book.
A very nice video with my mother and my grandfather! My mother has written a book about my grandfather's experiences in WWII. Nice to get this living history recorded before we lose this generation.
My dad was a Hump Pilot, may he RIP. I'll be digitizing his flight log book and some pics including all his medals. I'll never know that sort of devotion and courage.
I am so happy I found this video. My children's great grandfather was a pilot in 16th Combat Cargo squadron. He flew the Hump. Sadly on March 9, 1945 he crashed on take off from Sinthe, Burma flying to Chittagong, India on a routine cargo supply flight. 22 of the 35 occupants (many West African Military) along with my kids great grandfather died. The left engine may have been faulty and upon take off the plane listed to the left, clipped a tree which damaged the engine and crashed. To have your father speak about his experiences and then to write a book is a treasure. The ripples of war, long term and for generations, can be devastating when a husband and father of two very young children is killed in action. To this very day, the impact of his accident and death haunts the family. You are blessed to have your dad's recollections and story to tell others.
That is awesome Megan, my grandfather was also a Hump Pilot. Trained as a fighter pilot, then moving on to fly cargo over the Hump is interesting to tell people when they don't know the dangers they faced. When you tell people they flew cargo many assume they faced little danger, but when it's pointed out that as many aircraft were lost flying the Hump as were lost bombers and fighters fighting the Japanese it really puts into perspective what these amazing people did!
My dad, M Sgt Norman Stubee was a flight Engineer/Copilot who arrived in the CBI Theater in the summer of 1942. He told stories of sleeping on the ground, eating only rice with curry powder and shivering with malaria. He began flying The Hump in 1943...at the age of only 21. Crashed on takeoff with a load of 55 gal fuel drums.
My father, Clinton E. Smith, flew the hump. He never spoke of it, anything I learned was from my Mother. I remember two pictures, one was of his squad and he had placed white crosses by those who were killed in action. The other was with their mascot, a black panther that he was petting and playing with in India.
My father was a Hump pilot. I have his "blood chit". He never really talked about his time there but went on to spend 26 years flying for the Air Force. I need to find a copy of this book.
A very nice video with my mother and my grandfather! My mother has written a book about my grandfather's experiences in WWII. Nice to get this living history recorded before we lose this generation.
My dad was a Hump Pilot, may he RIP. I'll be digitizing his flight log book and some pics including all his medals. I'll never know that sort of devotion and courage.
I am so happy I found this video. My children's great grandfather was a pilot in 16th Combat Cargo squadron. He flew the Hump. Sadly on March 9, 1945 he crashed on take off from Sinthe, Burma flying to Chittagong, India on a routine cargo supply flight. 22 of the 35 occupants (many West African Military) along with my kids great grandfather died. The left engine may have been faulty and upon take off the plane listed to the left, clipped a tree which damaged the engine and crashed. To have your father speak about his experiences and then to write a book is a treasure. The ripples of war, long term and for generations, can be devastating when a husband and father of two very young children is killed in action. To this very day, the impact of his accident and death haunts the family. You are blessed to have your dad's recollections and story to tell others.
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Thank you Sir!
it makes me proud to say he is my grand father and my aunt!
That is awesome Megan, my grandfather was also a Hump Pilot. Trained as a fighter pilot, then moving on to fly cargo over the Hump is interesting to tell people when they don't know the dangers they faced. When you tell people they flew cargo many assume they faced little danger, but when it's pointed out that as many aircraft were lost flying the Hump as were lost bombers and fighters fighting the Japanese it really puts into perspective what these amazing people did!
My dad, M Sgt Norman Stubee was a flight Engineer/Copilot who arrived in the CBI Theater in the summer of 1942. He told stories of sleeping on the ground, eating only rice with curry powder and shivering with malaria. He began flying The Hump in 1943...at the age of only 21. Crashed on takeoff with a load of 55 gal fuel drums.
My father, Clinton E. Smith, flew the hump. He never spoke of it, anything I learned was from my Mother. I remember two pictures, one was of his squad and he had placed white crosses by those who were killed in action. The other was with their mascot, a black panther that he was petting and playing with in India.