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This view of Shillong must have been taken on the one day of the year when there was no rain nor mist in the air. shillong


1 Aug 45 - Air Force Day - If you will look carefully at the bottom of page sixteen in today's paper you may see two lines stating that on August 1st. the ATC put more tonnage over the Hump than on any other day since its beginning. I also hear the boys are putting a few planes over Japan today also. What a great help I am with the "big push", sitting here writin' letters. But with all that radio traffic jamming the frequencies worse than usual, I'm sorta glad I'm a paddlefoot today. (Paddlefoot is a term for ground personnel.) Had ice cream at lunch today along with jello. Rumor has it our freezer was sent to China. If it's true, I don't mind doing without 'cause those guys get very few treats in their mess halls. When you see the sharp contrast between an almost stateside base like Karachi and the bare essential fields in China, it makes you feel slightly bitter toward the Red Cross commandoes in India although they can't help where they've been stationed.


[From the Aug. 9, 1945 issue of The Hump Express:]

5,327 Tons of Cargo Flown To China on Air Force Day
Planes Make 1,118 Trips, Eclipsing All Records; No Fatalities, No Injuries,
As Safety Mark Is Hung Up  

    The greatest mass movement of cargo by regularly scheduled aerial transport in history was ICD's contribution to Air Force Day, August 1, when a total of 5,327 tons was airlifted to China.   In a 24-hour period, ICD crews and AAF crews operating with ICD, flew 1,118 west-to-east Hump crossings.
  Tonnage laid down in China overshadows all previous daily Hump tonnage records.
  Despite heavy traffic, jam-packed terminals and the rapid pace maintained through the 24-hour "pressure" period, only three ICD aircraft were involved in accidents of any type - two of them minor. One was a mishap of a C-46, damaging the tail assembly, and a truck collided with another C-46. Power plant failure caused the only major accident when an Assam ship was forced to belly land. No one was injured. Every 60 Seconds
  Brig. Gen. Tunner paid high tribute to ICD's air crew members, pointing out that the "exceptional" flying safety record was achieved under difficult operating conditions which easily could have produced a much higher accident rate.
  Air Force Day tonnage was more than four times that transported the entire first month of operation in 1942, half of the high water tonnage mark for December, 1943, for which the division won the presidential citation and almost twice the highest single day's total previous to August 1.

4-Minute Turnaround

  A China-bound aircraft crossed the Hump approximately every 60 seconds. Cargo was delivered to China's terminals at the rate of about a ton every 15 seconds. A record delivery of 1,369 tons was manifested to Kunming - almost a fourth of the total. Loading time and Chinaside turnaround time were cut. Planes were loaded, serviced and cleared at India bases in as little as 12 minutes. At China terminals, some were unloaded, serviced and turned around in a little more than four minutes.   Some aircraft made three deliveries over the Hump - in the air as many as 22 or 23 hours out of the 24. Some planes flew nearly 4,500 miles. Pilots logged some 12,000 hours during the day.   Gen. Tunner commended all personnel as follows:   "You did not turn in this remarkable performance, unprecedented in air transport history, because you had good planes, good weather, and good luck. You did achieve it because each of you, every officer and enlisted man on every base involved, knew his job and gave it all he had. Even cooks and clerks and chaplains pitched in to add another drum or to cut another minute from turnaround . . . To all of you for your fine teamwork and for the tonnage to China go my heartiest congratulations."
  Messages lauded supporting commands for "splendid wholehearted co-operation." AAF, ASC, SOS, AACS, and tactical organizations attached to ICD for operational purposes were commended.
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Gasoline Convoy

    To avoid any bottlenecks in getting the gasoline to the waiting tankers, military police escorted the fuel trucks to each plane. 'Let's Go' Is AFD Theme
 Officers, GIs Pitch In, Sling Cargo To Swell Hump Tonnage

    "Let's go - what are we waiting for?" was the theme of Air Force Day in ICD. And there wasn't much waiting.   At Chabua, a British officer stood in a corner of the space control office and gazed at the milling hundreds of Americans, each adding his mite to the day's achievement - and the day's babble.   "Never saw anything like it." said the Britisher (who, of course was quite right). "Is it always like this here?"   Loudspeakers were torn between jive and takeoff announcements. Coolies, "pioneer troops" and GIs wrestled drums. Trucks ground by, their bids riding low under tons of gas. Fork-lifts clustered like bees about the doors of 46s and 54s.
  At Misamari, two mobile kitchens were set up on the line, and (among other things) they dished out 13,500 "flesh eggis."   At Kunming, 4,800 "cupsa cawfee" and 1,903 candy bars were converted into ergs.
  At Kurmitola, 20 typewriter-pilots forsook the keyboard to load gas drums, working in two 12-hour shifts, and two fast-working ground crews landed themselves a prize of bahoot U.S. whisky.   At Chabua, 15 inches of water surrounded the operations building and inspired two GIs to obtain a rubber life-raft and show an eager photographer just how dauntless American soldiers can be. 'What's Kurmitola?'
  At Shamshernagar, white-painted MP motorcycles escorted fuel-servicing units from dumps to planes, and radio ops with walkie-talkies relayed trouble-reports and enabled supply and personnel to rush aid where needed.
  T/Sgt. Peter Churitch, of Wakefield, Mich., and the Assam Valley, was asked by a scribe what he thought about Air Force Day. Sgt. Churitch, an ETO veteran of 35 missions over Europe, had this message: "I don't have time to think about it much, but I'll give it some thought if the weather is good tonight."

Surveying the Firmament

    Lt. Col. F. H. Forester, CO of 1340 BU in Kunming, observed and supervised proceedings on the anniversary of the AAF from this lofty perch above operations.
    The men at 1340 unloading a part of the big load that came over the Hump on that day.
  During the day a B-29 called in and asked where he was, "Kurmitola," they told him. "Kurmitola? Never heard of it - where the hell is it?"
  The 1333's biggest pool on the day's proceedings amounted to Rs.
500. Up at the 1342 BU a $4,000 challenge was made to other China stations, and there were no takers.

Threat to Mrs.

  At 1328, tower op S/Sgt. Nick Fiore paused in his stream of air-ground talk. "I'll be able to out-talk my wife after the war," he announced. (Mrs. Fiore is a tower op at Langley Field).   Lt. Col. Claron U. Pratt "drew the 104th," it was reported. If his men flew 100 trips, the colonel had said, he'd take the 101st over. But he hadn't reckoned with the turnaround rate, and when the colonel was ready, 101 had gone. So had 102 and 103. He took 104 over.   All day long, coolies on both sides of the Hump were agog. They stared at the mad Americans, then slowly they caught the spirit and decided it was teek hai and/or ding hao.   At one base the chaplain proved the best freight unloader. At another the CO appeared in a red fireman's hat labeled, "Big Chief Turn 'Em Around."

Agility Jao

  A plane just ferried in from overseas rolled up a Bengal wing ramp. As the pilot started out the hatch, he was met by a fork-lift shoving in a pallet of drums. "What goes on?" he asked. "This ship hasn't been converted."
  "Just get out an we'll convert it. Routine procedure." Three hours later the ship was stripped of seats and taking off with gasoline.   A pilot over the Hump foothills reported trouble with his booster pumps and was advised to turn back. "Hell," he responded, "I've got to land somewhere. It might as well be China." So it was.   Said Col. Richard F. Bromiley, China wing commander: "When there wasn't a way to do the job, somebody invented one."   Said an anonymous GI: "It's a lucky thing for the Japs that Air Force Day comes but once a year."
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2 Aug 45 - Payday - Got a ring--ruby set in gold--got two beans with ivory elephants in them--they are made with as many as 50 in them--gave Sarkar a haircut yesterday--paid him today--new GI radio station 5 miles distant so hear music from other tents in the evening (station at Tezgaon). Bugs are getting thick so I'll go to my sack refuge.



3 Aug 45 Raider's Roost (Red Cross Club) had band concert--win films at PX in drawings and by rolling dice.



4/5 Aug 45 - No. 48-- � to Luliang--10:20--Pilot Carl Trick, Copilot Westondorf


6 Aug 45 - When Dad mentioned frog-legs it made me feel like going out here in the rice paddies and club a few. From the air, this flatland looks like it's 95% inundated (under water) so there should be countless frogs around. I've seen some inch-long frogs and have heard bigger ones at night, but I doubt if many grow to a bull size.



6 Aug 45 - No. 49-- � to Luliang--10:00--Pilot William W. Wetzel--[First atom bomb dropped this day.]


7/8 Aug 45 - No. 50-- � - Turn around--7:45--Pilot F/O Prewett



9 Aug 45 - Have 480 hours in. Good USO show. The fellows seem a little optimistic about the war's end. The bomb, with Russia thrown in, sure should shorten it. If it does end soon, we will continue operations until relieved by civilians, I guess.


10 Aug 45 - No. 51-- � to Luliang--10:00--Pilot (William C.?) Martin



11 Aug 45 - No. 52-- � to Luliang--9:45-Pilot Lt. Voruz--Commies in hills surrounding Nationalist airfields


12/13 Aug 45 - No. 53--� to Luliang--9:30-Pilot Capt. Adams


13/14 Aug 45 - No. 54--� to Liuchow, China and Bhamo, Burma--Pilot Ken Dunkel--Took photos at Liuchow and had eggs at engineers' camp


14/15 Aug 45 - No. 55--� to Chanyi--11:00--Pilot (Wm. C?)Martin--At 1630 EST heard official surrender notice--Religious programs on BBC(British Broadcasting Company)


15 Aug 45 - Here's the deal. On Sunday morning Gigstead and I decided the war would end soon and we were both in range of 500 hours for another five points if a new system comes out. So we started flying. All I've been doing the past four days and nights is practically living in the air.--took photo of Jap Zero--On Dec. 7, 194l I heard the news of the Jap's attack on the United States while sitting in our living room. Today, I heard the news of the Jap's surrender to the United States while flying in a C-54 over China. Quite a contrast. After the announcement, BBC came on with a prayerful thanksgiving program. The clergyman who prayed said everything I was thinking but couldn't put into words. When the people said the Lord's Prayer I joined in with them naturally as if I couldn't help myself. Yes, your boy even had tears in his eyes.--Reports come in of the wild celebrations in all the countries. I know Braddock's gin mills are being drunk dry right now, but I also know that there are still those good people who are down on their knees where everyone belongs at this hour.--I'm so tired I'm not sure if I'm saying things correctly, but maybe you can make out how I'm thinking tonight. You know I'm always happy, but this evening I'm so happy I sound serious.



19 Aug 45 From Shillong, the rain center of India--You civilians aren't the only people who get vacations. Berky and I came up here in the mountains for "rehabilitation and recuperation" as the orders put it. We flew up to Sylhet by plane, transferred to GI trucks and had about a four-hour drive up the road to this spot. It reminded me a lot of the Lincoln Highway, especially where it cut through some hills. What I mean is where the hill was sliced so the road could go through. Just looked like the cut on the other side of Westinghouse bridge. Yesterday we went bike riding for a very short time. Reason: steep hills and thin air. We are at about 5000 feet. Shopped in town, took pix. The beds here are a dream compared to what I have been sleeping on. I believe they are hospital beds. Two blankets are comfortable at night. The meals so far have been tops. Ice cream every noon meal. Good meat, very good coffee, etc.


20 Aug 45 - Took ten-mile hike. Hills are welcome change as I hate flat country. Tried miniature golf. Indoor movie in town. English club.



The airfield at Liuchow showing surrounding "sugarloaf" hills.

liuchow

26/27 Aug 45 - No. 56--� to Liuchow--13:00--Pilot Capt. James E. Jones, Jr.


28 Aug 45 - Returned from rest camp on 26th. and was on a trip to China within ten hours. Movies always have been interrupted two or three times for reel changes. The ride down from the rest camp undid all the good the rest did. The road combines all the worst features of the Lincoln Highway and the Burma Road; it just curved and curved like the River Jordan. In six-wheeled heavy GI trucks, those drivers raced down the wet Macadam pretzel. Our truck made all the curves but one, which we hit about 40 or 45 MPH. The rear end skidded and we ended up with our front bumper against the mountain and the tailgate getting a beautiful view of a 150 foot drop. So we cussed the driver up and down for the fool he was. Another truck swung us back to parallel and with nine or ten more close shaves we made it to Sylhet and the safety of our plane. Shot in arm at dispensary--The colonel talked last night (that is all)--turned in gas mask--talk of college.


29 Aug 45 - No. 57--� -Turn around--00:45--Pilot Capt. Richerson, Copilot Edward H. Donowick, Engineer Richard Finnstrom- Blew a tire on take-off. Flew around the local region using up gas; circled over an orphanage where kids waved up at us; spotted a navy patrol boat heading upriver; pilot put the plane down to just a very few feet above the water; for a short while we flew beside the boat in tandem looking ACROSS at the naval crew!


30 Aug 45 - Pretty soon I'll be called for a trip. Seems sort of unreasonable with the peace here, but the big wheels say fly, so we fly. With lend-lease stopped in China, we must supply our boys there with food. Gas is going over, too, believe it or not. Dentist finished with teeth. Home papers say we should be home by Thanksgiving or Christmas. If there's enough transport I can't think of a good reason why we shouldn't. The weather is getting hotter again. You might call it an Indian "Indian Summer," Overheard in the mess hall in reference to the food servers: "That's our local ration board."


30/31 Aug 45 - No. 58--� to Liuchow--13:95--Pilot Ray M. Cole, Engineer William S. Carter
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