Music: "As Time Goes By"
These were the fellow cadets and friends of my
barracks at the Aviation Cadet College Training Detachment. From left to right,
here are our names and (the states we were from):
FRONT ROW: George Fish (IL) - Gary Garrington (IA) - Earl Hines (CA) -
Donald Kay (WA) - Marion Bartsch (CA) - Jesus Martinez (TX) - Robert Morton (KS)
- John Christian (TX) - Edward Amor (NM)
SECOND ROW: Calvin Beeghly (NV) - Robert McCann (MS) - Charles Edwards
(IL) - Franklin Memnu (OH) - Edward Kavanagh (NY) - Willard Maxton (MO) - Sam
Arrington (NC) - James Lockett (WA)
THIRD ROW: Dewey Jackson (KY) - Joseph Cihon (IL) - Leonard Baljay
(NY) - Edger Faris (GA) - James McGee (KS) - Frank Davis (TX) - Walt Andrzejezyk
(CT) - Roland Delpech (HI) - Albert Kennedy (NM)
FOURTH ROW: Irwin Arms (MO) - Thomas Alderson (WI) - John Moroz (NJ) -
Eugene Domonico (IA) - Hugo Martin (OK) - Jerry Cloyd (NE) -
Harold Estep (KS)
Here was another thing that was so unusual about the Aviation Cadet
College Training Detachment. Normally, when Aviation Cadets were selected to
become Army Air Corps pilots, they didn't get any actual flight instruction
until the "Primary" stage; after they had been through "Classification" and
"Pre-Flight". Yet, we all received ten hours of flight instruction here, even
though some of us (after the "Classification" stage) would enter Bombadier or
Navigator training instead. Yes, this Aviation Cadet Detachment assignment was
very unusual. But nice. I'm glad we all got those ten hours "at the stick" along
with the college courses.
The airplanes you see behind us were called "Porterfields". And the names of
the "motley looking crew" in front of them are the same as you saw with the
previous picture. But here are their names as you see them at the air field:
STANDING (L TO R): Gary Garrington (IA) - Albert Kennedy
(NM) - Earl Hines (CA) - Thomas Alderson (WI) - Joseph Cihon (IL) - John
Christian (TX) - Marion Bartsch (CA) - Charles Edwards (IL) - Donald Kay (WA) - Edward Kavanagh (NY) - Edger Faris (GA) - Walt Andrzejezyk (CT) - Frank Davis
(TX) - Dewey Jackson (KY)
FRONT ROW (L TO R): Calvin Beeghly (NV) - Irwin arms (MO) - James
McGee (KS) - Roland Delpech (HI) - Eddie Amor (NM) - Jesus Martinez (TX) -
Eugene Domonico (IA) - Harold Estep (KS) - George Fish (IL) - Hugo Martin
(OK)
Simple though it may have been, it was a deep-life landmark for most of us,
who since childhood had built model airplanes and daydreamed of the day when we
would look at the good earth from above and maneuver among the clouds. So now
that it had happened, we were eager to move up the next rung of that wonderful
ladder of flying.
At Oklahoma A & M College our classes and studies were varied and
accelerated. Some were throretical and academic: such as physics, mathematics,
engineering, meterology, and geography. Skill related instruction was
also received for miscellaneous practical things such as how to use microphones, enunciation, calculating with sliderules, etc.
As an incentive for us to study well, an additional "open-post" on Wednesday
evenings was given to those whose weekly grade averages were maintained above a
particular achievement level.
The Army Air Corps wasn't the only service to send its
I met Pat at a roller skating rink one Wednesday
evening. Navy gave "open-post" on Wednesday evenings to its students whose
grades were above a certain high level for the week. The Aviation Cadet
Detachment had the same policy. I told Pat that I was 23 years old because I was
afraid she wouldn't want to go with me anymore if she knew I was only 19. She
was a beautiful, lovely, and gentle young lady. I fell in love with her. We made
it a goal to enjoy every Wednesday evening open-post together. And on Saturday
evenings we went to the dance that the American Legion members held for all of
us in the services there. On Sundays there were various activities and
recreational places around town that we enjoyed. It was wartime, and all too
soon we were sent our separate ways.
We did
not live in the brick building you see behind us, but in regular wooden Army
barracks. In addition to the studies and the flight instruction, we did the
usual Army stuff such as physical training, guard duty, keeping the barracks and
surroundings policed (cleaned), formations and close-order drill, standing by
for inspection, and so forth. We were given "open post" on Saturday afternoons
and evenings, and on Sunday.
Irwin Arms and Tom Alderson were officially called "Aviation Students", instead of Aviation Cadets. This was to preserve their higher pay status, because they were non-commissioned officers when they entered the Aviation Cadet program. But as far as the Aviation Cadet program was concerned, they were just like the rest of us. They were quality people and well-liked by us all. Most of us had been drafted and had some prior service before entering the Aviation Cadets. We had the option of becoming Aviation Students to retain our pay status, or to accept the lower pay to become Aviation Cadets.
The flight training was very simplistic, but it did get us started. We learned how to safely hand-turn the propeller to start the engine for the ones at the throttle in the Porterfield, how to takeoff and land, how to set an
airplane/horizon reference point for straight and level flying, how to climb and descend, how to make turns, how to read the basic cockpit instruments
(altimeter, compass, and airspeed), how to recognize and recover from a stall,
and contour flying in reference to the ground elevations.
personnel to Oklahoma A&M College in Stillwater. So did Navy. The young
lady you see here was a Navy WAVE. I think that "WAVE" meant "Women's Auxillary
Volunteer .... something". She is Patricia Ann
Moulton from Great Falls, Montana. She was in some advanced Yeoman courses
there. A "yeoman" was a US Navy petty officer assigned to administrative duties. (But, to me, she was a radiance of joy and
happiness.)
I really missed being with Pat when I was finally shipped out with
my bunch to the Aviation Cadet Classification center in San Antonio, Texas.
Among the very nice people in several towns where I was stationed, I believe the
wonderful people of Stillwater, Oklahoma, did the most to make us welcome and
"at home" in their town. My feeling of gratitude is still strong about this even
today. Thanks, Stillwater.
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