The last member of the Enola Gay crew has died

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Not sure the Enola Gay is something you should "love" but it certainly deserves a place in history, and the Smithsonian should have it's *** kicked for trying to rewrite things a few years ago.

I'm in the encampment who firmly believes that "the bomb" was necessary as things worked out. I've always thought that we should have tried to provide some sort of demonstration to Japan, but if the dropping of the first bomb didn't show "them" anything, then the Japanese rulers had to have been completely out of touch.

The thing is, we had firebombed the country into a smouldering mess already, and the govt of the country would not surrender. No one knows for certain how many thousands were killed in the fires. In the Tokyo raid alone, some 100,000 people were killed by fire.
 
I love it and everything it did. I got no problem with it. They saved way more lives than they took. Simple as that. May the man RIP.
 
We should learn from this war.We have lost many good men from our "rules of engagement"!Brute force changes people's minds.Rest in peace!!!!
 
Rest in Peace, Dutch VanKirk, and thanks to you for your service.
As others have posted here, the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki saved many thousands of American lives - and untold thousands of Japanese lives - that would have been lost in an invasion of Japan.

Note: Take a look at the current WGN mini-series, "Manhattan" for the history on the development of the bomb at Los Alamos, NM. The series just started last week and looks to be extremely well written and accurate.
 

Thanks for posting. Without that mission,the war would have needlessly endured.
 
I have a rather personal connection to the "Enola Gay." My father (now deceased) was a Marine in the Pacific theatre during WWII. He was in the third wave at Tarawa, went through most of the Marshall Islands and Saipan and Tinian Islands. He was in the Air side of the Marines and was a smart guy. He was in charge of putting the "new radar" developed by the Brits on the "new" Corsairs being deployed to the jarheads in the Pacific. While on-board Tinian Island, a rumor started among the "flyboys" that the U.S. had developed some "new bomb" that was going to end the war. The air Marines thought this rumor was silly because the U.S. had been "carpet bombing" Japan for some six months and the "Japs" were fighting as hard as ever. My father shared some of the stories of how the Japanese soldiers and civilians absolutely would not surrender when the Marines took the various Islands choosing instead to throw themselves off the cliffs. So any talk about one bomb stopping the Japanese was a joke to the Marines.

In early July of 1946, my father noticed that there was a lot of activity around the end of the air strip on Tinian where their unit was located. The Navy Seabees started building a new taxi-way and an isolated parking pad. When they were done, they put up a high fence with razor wire on the top with signs saying "keep out!" all around the area. According to my dad, the Marines just sat around and watched all the "swabbies" doing all this work and laughing because the Marines had been in total control of the island for over a month. There were no more Japanese anywhere!

So the new compound was finished and an Order was issued to "shoot on sight" anyone attempting to gain access to this area saying "No exceptions!!" This Order was given to my dad's unit. This really stoked the rumor mill. One morning very early, my dad and his buddies awoke hearing a loud roar off in the air close to the end of the strip. Then a brand new shinny B-29 "Superfortress" slowed on its approach and landed on the air strip. It taxied over to the newly constructed fenced-in parking pad and taxi-way. For several days, my dad's unit walked the fence line guarding that plane with no further information other than "shoot to kill" anyone attempting to climb the fence. He said there was a lot of activity around the plane late into the night with all kind of people running around and search lights.

Then in the early hours of Aug 6, my dad said that there was a lot of activity around the plane and it came out of the fenced-in area to the air strip and then took off. That was the last they all saw of the plane. A couple of days after the plane left the "scuttle-butt" around the base was that the plane had dropped some kind of deadly new bomb on Japan and that the war was going to end. None of the Marines believed these rumors. Then a week later, it was openly reported at the base that a second U.S. B-29 had dropped a second "Atomic Bomb" on a second Japanese city and that the "Japs had surrendered!"

My dad recalled how excited all the Marines were about this news. His unit and all the Marines in the Pacific were going to be at the "point of the sword" for the invasion of Japan and everyone had heard the estimates of at least a million U.S. casualties. I have no doubt that my father would have been killed had the U.S. invaded the mainland of Japan - and I and my two brothers and their six kids would have never been born. I believe in my heart that the U.S. bombing of Japan saved millions and millions of American and Japanese lives - and allowed me to be born and live a happy life. Yes, the Japanese casualties from the two A-bombs were terrible. But the entire WWII was mass insanity of "good vers evil" and while the bombs killed over 200k Japanese, they "saved" lives. As a final point, we today in 2014 cannot in any way understand the atmosphere and reality of the world in 1946. The Japanese would have NEVER given up and they WOULD have fought to the last citizen. That was their emotional and nationalistic view at the time. No matter how you may feel about the "morality" of the U.S. dropping two atomic bombs on Japan - and the obvious nuclear arms race the ensued in the decades afterwards - the U.S. DID THE RIGHT THING in dropping those bombs. I pray that such a terrible decision never again presents itself to our government. But I neither make nor offer any apology either for that decision in 1946.
 
I have a rather personal connection to the "Enola Gay." My father (now deceased) was a Marine in the Pacific theatre during WWII. He was in the Air side of the Marines and was a smart guy. He was in charge of putting the "new radar" developed by the Brits on the "new" Corsairs being deployed to the jarheads in the Pacific.


I knew a guy in Jr. High who had an uncle in the Navy who used to say, "The Corsair didn't have bent wings until the Marines got a hold of them.... LOL! :D

Of course that wasn't the real reason, but the usual banter between the different armed forces. :angel12:
 
Not sure the Enola Gay is something you should "love" but it certainly deserves a place in history,


I used to build the WWII airplane models when I was a kid. I always loved the B-29 with the cockpit glass and all of the guns on board for it's protection.


Sure, the B-17, B-24, B-25, were all great planes, but I always loved the style of the B-29 best.


I believe in an eye for an eye. If you hit me, I will hit you back. I have no problem with the Enola Gay dropping the atomic bomb on Japan. What about all of the dead sailors from Pearl Harbor on Dec. 7, 1941? They started it, we finished it. I'm good with that.


I am not prejudice and have no problem with the Japanese. I have three half-Japanese cousins. They were all born in the U.S. and are Americans just like any of us. And, if it wasn't for WWII, my uncle may not have been sent to Japan for work and have meet their mother. Who knows what other nationality my cousins would have been....
 
Jim Harvard, please pass that story on.Thank You...
My old man,was in the Navy at the time. The most brutal war,in current history .Krazy Kuda,those old prop bombers rock.
 
Thanks Jim Harvard for the story.
I have no problem with the decision of dropping the two bombs. It had to be done.
 
Please indulge me in the sharing of one more story from the “VMF 531 of the Marine Air Wing on-board Tinian Island, 1946.”

Here at FABO probably all of us love “fast” cars, and some of us are “yutts” that understand being in our “twenties.” Well my father was in his twenties when he was at Tinian and those “kids” were just like the “kids” here at FABO – they liked speed too. One day a smart *** “Army Air Corps” pilot dropped onto the Tinian air strip in the midst of the “jarheads” in a shinny brand new P-51 Mustang. At the time, the P-51 was considered the “hot rod” of the air. Well the jirenes didn’t really like “the Army pogues” and liked it even less that this “spec sgt.” was running his mouth about how his P-51 could beat the wings off of “any jarhead Corsair.” So my dad’s group did exactly what you would expect them to do – they challenged the Army pilot to “a race.” The jarheads took their very best Corsair into a hanger and the Army guys’ unit took his P-51 into a hangar and they prepared them for a race the next day. The Marines removed all the inside wing hardware of the six .50 caliber machine guns from the Corsairs leaving only the barrels sticking out. And they removed every other piece of metal that they could find. They took aircraft grade motor oil and “waxed” the entire Corsair with the oil. My dad said that one of the guys almost fell off one of the wings because it was so slick. Finally, the Corsair had some kind of “rev-limiter” on it and because the Marines had about a hundred new Corsair motors sitting in the hangar in crates they disconnected the limiter telling the pilot to just “bail out” if he blew up the motor. The next morning the Army showed up with their P-51 and the Marines rolled out the Corsair and they both took off (oh and the Marine pilot “selected for duty” was the only skinny “runt” pilot the Marines had and the Army Sgt. was over 6’ and about 250.). Both planes circled the field and then they went out off the coast and climbed to some agreed altitude and then side-by-side came diving out of the sky like dive-bombers pulling up at the end of the airstrip and flying side-by-side down the strip at about 50 feet above the deck. Needless-to-say, the Corsair “smoked” the P-51 by several “plane lengths” and when the Army guy landed, he just taxied back into his hanger and the P-51 was not seen again until it took off a couple of days later.

You know, the WWII guys are all 80-90 year olds now in rest homes, but “back in their day” they were kick-*** young kids who loved “fast [planes], fast girls and good times” – just like our “yutts today.
 
My uncle was a marine on several of the Pacific Islands including Okinawa. He didn't like to talk about it until he got fairly old. He saw some pretty heavy action.

My Dad was in an army "mopup" outfit, and he and my uncle both ended up on Okinawa at the same time!!!! This was after the "most of the fighting," at the time. Evidently my uncle had gotten a letter from Dad's sister, then his girlfriend, who told him Dad was there. My uncle of course knew Dad's outfit (hell I don't remember either one) and my Uncle looked up my Dad in some "off" hours.
 
Jim Harvard thank you very much for posting the stories about your dad in the Pacific during the war. I enjoyed both of the stories tremendously. I can almost imagine what it would have been like to be there with all those guys and their bragging about how fast the planes were.
 
Jim Harvard
You may want to check into the military banner program on Route 88
Banners are hung starting in Castle Shannon and now are out to Finleyville
I am waiting for my sister to get me a picture of my dad to submit
He served in the Army in Europe during WW 2
My grandfather helped liberate Le Cowards de Frances the first time Germany walked in and took over too:usa2::usa2:
 
hey dfr 360cuda..
thanks for the intel on the banners... i will look into that program...

"old Marines don't die ... they just get new Orders to guard the gates of heaven..."
 
Cool stories, Jim. Thanks for sharing! That was one Hell of generation of mostly proud people who put their own needs second.

-Doug
 
Jim Harvard
Do yourself a favor...
Head out to the car cruise at Mineral Beach any Friday night
If you pick up 88 at Connor Road you'll see these all through Bethel and South Park
Afterwards stop by my place for a Yuengling
I have a 68 fastback too and only 1 mile away

:burnout:
 
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