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Wednesday, March 26, 2025

Soaring to Glory

Handleman, PhilipSoaring to Glory: A Tuskegee Airman's Firsthand Account of World War II. Washington DC: Regnery History 2019. Print.



First Sentences:

Harry Stewart was five thousand feet over the Luftwaffe base at Wels, Germany. His flight's element had been reduced to seven planes when the eighth was disabled by mechanical problems. Still, they would be more than a match for the four German fighters they called out below. 


Description:

I knew virtually nothing about the Tuskegee Airmen except that they were a reknown all-Black division of the Air Force fighting in World War II. Then, I somehow stumbled upon Philip Handleman's Soaring to Glory: A Tuskegee Airman's Firsthand Account of World War II. and I was hooked on their story of bravery, perseverance, flying skills, and especially dealing with racism in the air and on the ground.
 
Lt. Col. Harry T. Stewart Jr, is the subject of this biography, one of the last surviving airman from this squadron. Author Handleman, through interviews, articles, research, and personal contact with Stewart, ably tells this rich history from the first Black aviators, through the formation of the Tuskegee squadron, (the 332nd Red Tails), and post-war lives of these men up to the present day. 
 
It's such a rich, obstacle-laden history as Black men look to the skies and flying for the thrill as well as the escape from the prejudice they faced on the ground.
[They] saw the sky as a medium inherently devoid of the artificial barriers erected by one class of men to block another. The law of the air, their thinking held, is fair and equitable; it applies uniformly without exception to all people regardless of race, color, creed, gender, ethnicity, ancestry, and national origin -- for it is not man's law but nature's law.
Notable Black fliers included aerial display barnstormer Bessie Coleman who went to France in 1921 for training as no US programs would accept a Black woman; James Banning and Thomas Allen who flew transcontinental in 1932; Chauncey Spencer and Dale White flew a two-seater biplane in 1939 from Chicago to Washington DC to publicize the cause of Black aviation.
 
Young Harry Stewart grew up in 1930s New York watching the airship balloons, biplanes, and test airplanes from the nearby base, as well as working on model airplane kits and watching films featuring WWI dogfights. Told by a school counselor that  "Colored people aren't accepted as airline pilots," he later found an article in 1941 (as the War clouds hovering) that said "the Army would start to train an all-Negro flying unit: the 99th Pursuit Squadron. He dropped out of school when he was accepted into the program, only a few days before he was to report for his draft induction.
 
Soaring to Glory carefully follows Stewart through his pilot training and eventual World War II missions. Hardly any military personnel or brass welcomed them:
Major General Edwin J. House of the 12th Air Support Command...claimed that the consensus among his fellow officers and medical professionals was 'that the negro type has not the proper reflexes to make a first-class fighter pilot.'

Handleman also noted that:

An earlier 1925 Army War College memorandum asserted that blacks are 'by nature subservient' and 'mentally inferior.'
The Tuskegee Airmen and Stewart were motivated to prove these bigots wrong. During one of his 42 combat flights, Stewart shot down three German planes. The Squadron later handily won a national military aerial competition that highlighted flying, shooting, and bombing skills. 

Returning to the US was a return to the same world of prejudice and closed doors. His 332nd Fighter Group Squadron was stationed in Lockbourne Air Force Base outside of Columbus, Ohio, the first air base not under the supervision of white officers. During that period, Stewart wa forced tobail out of his plane, landing in the backwoods of Appalachia (Butcher Hollow, to be exact, home of Loretta Lynn). There he found kind mountain people who cleaned his wounds, gave him moonshine to ease the pain, and helped get him to a doctor. Fifty-seven years later he returned to see his new friends there and to serve as Grand Marshall of the Van Lear Town Celebration parade.
 
After leaving the military, Stewart found commercial airlines such as Pan Am and TWA, while advertising for former military airmen, told him there were no openings him as a pilot. At Pan Am, he was told by their personnel manager:
"Mr Stewart, I'm sure you can understand our position. Just imagine what passengers would think if during a flight they saw a Negro step out of the cockpit and walk down the aisle in a pilot's uniform."
But the book is about Stewart's dreams, his striving, surviving, and triumphing in the face of incredible odds. From US segregation and bigoted people to German fighter pilots to closed-off jobs, Stewart kept working, going to night school for an engineering degree, and achieving success in major corporations in his undying efforts to carve a life for himself and his family. He was even presented, along with the other Tuskegee Airmen, with the Congressional Gold Medal, even shaking the congratulatory hand of Senator Robert Byrd, a former KKK member.
 
It is a book full of history, both shameful and glorious, through the life of one man and his race. Terrifically written, with interesting stories and information about our country and its pilots on every page. The joy and skills involved in military flying, the danger of the missions, and the camaraderie of these Black pilots reveal what an vital role these men played during the War.
 
[If this book interests you, be sure to check out:] 
  
Dahl, Roald. Going Solo  
Early diary entries and commentary from the author Roald Dahl on his World War I. aviation career when flying a plane was as dangerous as facing an enemy pilot. Brilliantly written. (Previously reviewed here.)

Happy reading.


Fred
 
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Tuesday, February 4, 2025

Going Solo

Dahl, Roald. Going Solo. New York: Penguin 1986. Print.


First Sentences:
 
The ship that was carrying me away from England to Africa in the autumn of 1938 was called the SS Mantola. She was an old paint-peeling tub of 9,000 tons with a single tall funnel and a vibrating engine that rattled the tea=cups in their saucers on the dining-room table.


Description:

Roald Dahl's autobiography, Going Solo, proves again that a reader does not have to know anything about a topic or situation to become totally immersed in the action. Dahl, the well-known author (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, The BFG, Matilda, James and the Giant Peach, etc.) had another much different life prior to his literary career: that of an World War II RAF fighter pilot. Going Solo recounts his memories starting with his 1938 voyage from London to Tanganyika as an 20-year-old inexperienced agent for Shell Oil through his three-year enlistment and training as a pilot in Egypt, including his aerial battles in Greece, and finally his return to his home in England.
 
Dahl puts the reader right inside his mind: a confident, curious, sometimes reckless youth driving all over Africa to meet with Shell clients and take orders. We sit with him on these desert trips as he marvels at the fearless animals he sees which completely ignore him. His favorite activity is to walk among a herd of giraffes, wandering among their legs and calling to them as they indifferently continue with their grazing of trees.
 
He never lost his fear of African snakes, however, and recounted several encounters with both deadly black and green mambas. (He carefully notes learning the difference between "poisonous" and "deadly" snakes), but continually avoids both.
 
After volunteering for the RAF, Dahl joyfully takes readers up into the air during his training flights in the two-seater Tiger Moth bi-plane. 
We could loop the loop and fly upside down. We could get ourselves out of a spin. We could do forced landings with the engine cut. We could side-slip and land decently in a strong cross-wind...and we were full of confidence.
But he had no actual air-to-air combat training before being sent to Greece to engage German planes. He had to learn to fly modern Hurricane (which he had to cram his 6'6" body into a cockpit with his knees against his chin). Readers again are inside his mind during each dangerous mission: thinking his thoughts, sensing his emotions, and feeling his pain both physical and emotional for the loss of fellow pilots, civilians, and even German enemies. 
 
Flight after flight in Greece, his 15-airplane squadron is hopeless outnumbered by the hundreds of German bombers and fighter planes on missions nearby. Dahl flies 3-5 missions a day trying to protect Allied boats unloading cargo, ammunition, and supplies. He is forced to fly his plane directly at the enemy since his machine guns are fixed in his wings and could only shoot straight ahead. albeit through the rotating propellor, a phenomenon Dahl could never understand.. 

Each flight is perilous. Once completed, he and his meager squadron wait by their runway to see which of their fellow pilots return and which did not make it back. He maintains his fearlessness in flying into incredible situations and, with the exception of one horrific crash, emerges in one piece each time.

As you might surmise, I was totally engrossed in this book chock full of Dahl's adventures and thoughts presented in his clear, straightforward, yet somehow gripping writing style. Highly recommended for lovers of personal memoirs of flying. 

(Note: This is the second book in Dahl's autobiography series. The first book, Boy recounts his early childhood, while Going Solo picks up where Boy ends.)
 
[If this book interests you, be sure to check out:] 

  Markham, Beryl. West with the Night: A Memoir  
Autobiography of the woman pilot raised in Kenya who became the first female commercial pilot and air mail-carrier in Africa, as well as the first woman to fly non-stop from Europe to America. She was a friend to Karen Blixen and Denis Fitch Hatton (depicted in the film Out of Africa). Most importantly this memoir is beautifully written, full of life, adventure, and challenges. It was highly-praised by Ernest Hemingway who said Markham "could write rings around all of us who consider ourselves writers". (Previously reviewed here.)

Happy reading.


Fred
 
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Sunday, March 15, 2015

West With the Night

Markham, Beryl. West With the Night. New York : Heinemann . 1936. Print.



First Sentences:
How is it possible to bring order out of memory?
I should like to begin at the beginning, patiently, like a weaver at his loom. I should like to say, "This is the place to start; there can be no other."

But there are a hundred places to start for there are a hundred names -- Mwanza, Serengetti, Nungwe, Molo, Nakuru..







Description:

Beryl Markham's  West With the Night is a quietly stunning memoir about her life growing up on a racehorse-training stable in British East Africa in the early 1900s. Markham is best known as the first person to fly solo across the Atlantic from east to west (the opposite direction as Lindbergh), but this feat only accounts for one chapter of her memories.

The writing is what makes this book unforgettable, painting a spare picture of her world of lions, wild boar hunting with Murani (Masai) warriors, a fearless dog, horses, and airplane flights across trackless Africa during World War I. 

Markham's narrative is a stream of consciousness recollection of events and people in her childhood. Opening with the memory of the seemingly fruitless search in her bi-plane for a lost pilot, she interweaves comments on the landscape, animals, the deadly blackwater plague that wracks another man she encounters, and her description of the silence felt where she eventually finds the missing pilot's plane:
There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing. There is a silence that comes with morning in the forest, and this is different from  the silence of a sleeping city. There is silence after a rainstorm and before a rainstorm, and these are not the same. There is the silence of emptiness, the silence of fear, the silence of doubt...Whatever the mood or the circumstance, the essence of its quality may linger in the silence that follows. It is a soundless echo.
She makes a brief reference to a lion attack in another memory which leads to re-telling the attack she suffered as a child. This evolves into the tale of her dog surviving a nighttime abduction and ensuing fight with a leopard which incredibly left the deadly cat as bad off from the encounter as the dog:
[The dog] recovered, after ten months' tedious nursing, and became the same Buller again -- except that his head had lost what little symmetry it ever had and cat-killing developed from a sport to a vocation.
She calmly tells of the dangerous boar hunt with Murani men when only a young girl, hefting her own spear to kill one huge boar that was attacking her dog. Later, during an elephant hunt, she relates the harrowing experience of facing, without a rifle, a huge charging bull elephant.

After drought forces her family farm to ruin, she begins a new life alone at age 18 as a race-horse trainer. Starting off with not much more than the clothes on her back and her horse, she eventually builds up a respected stable of thoroughbreds to race in Nairobi and on other tracks in Africa and abroad. 

She learns the skills to pilot a bi-plane in order to avoid "roads" in that environment that are treacherous and rocky at best, and starts another life delivering goods by plane throughout the uncharted lands of East Africa. This leads to her famous, hugely dangerous solo flight from England to New York in 1932. Your heart is in your throat as she braves the dangers of night flying over the Atlantic, switching over to new fuel tanks when the engine dies and has to point the plane's nose straight down to the ocean to force start it. The first time she was less than 300 feet above the ocean when the motor finally started. Unbelievable.

There is too much of her life that Markham leaves out of West With the Night to make it a true memoir, but what she selects to write about is powerful and modest at the same time. Her respect for the culture and people of Africa shines on each page as she describes the ceremonies and interactions she has with them. Absolutely fascinating stories with beautiful, spare writing makes this memoir a gem. Highly recommended.


Happy reading. 



Fred

If this book interests you, be sure to check out:

Markham, Beryl. The Splendid Outcast

Eight stories by Markham posthumously collected about her life in Africa and passion for airplanes, horses, and men. With West With the Night, these are (unfortunately) the only published writings of Markham and they are great.

Lovell, Mary S. Straight On Til Morning: The Life of Beryl Markham
I haven't read this yet, but am very curious to follow up on the story of Beryl Markham's life as she left so many details out of West With the Night, particularly her three marriages,affairs with Denys Finch Hatten, Tom Black, and various British crown heirs, friendship with Karen Blixen, and life after her famous flight, including the question of authorship of West With the Night..