This is a rerun, but it's also one of my favorite ones. The only Medal of Honor recipient I've ever met in person. I think you'll like this story as well as gain a large amount of respect for the Vietnam POW's. I know I did.
So...There
I was.* Late Fall 1979, second year of the second worst president
ever, going through F-4 training at Luke AFB outside Phoenix AZ. I'm the Student Duty Officer, a position of almost
supreme authority in an RTU squadron (RTU-Replacement Training Unit). I, and I alone, am responsible for answering the
telephone. "XXX Fighter Squadron, Lt juvat speaking, how may I help you
sir?"
The first launch is in the process of successfully committing aviation. Very few
people are in the squadron building. There is, of course, a Duty
Officer present, somewhere, in case the hot line from the Supervisor of
Flying calls. (The SOF is in the Tower, to handle any emergencies that
arise. Lots of fun. Nothing to do, but read the paper and ostensibly
supervise the Tower Crew. Never needed to do anything with them when I
became a SOF. Each crew was led by a senior NCO, at least a Tech Sgt,
mostly a Master Sgt. Professional's all. Nope, the SOF was there for
emergencies, as in the first person hung should something bad happen.
Usually not the last, but definitely the first. Anyhoo, back to the
story.)
Where was I? Oh...Duty Officer. Yep, there's an IP or IWSO somewhere in the building that I can get to handle any questions I can't answer for the SOF, such as "Who's flying front seat in Killer 02? "
"That would be 2Lt Shmuckatelly, Sir"
"Oh, Lord! Not Shmuckatelly!"
"Yes, Sir"
See...Supreme Authority. I can bring combat seasoned Field Grade Fighter Pilots to tears. I can also do that when I'm flying, but that's another story for another time.
Oh, and the Squadron Commander and/or the Ops Officer are present in their office.
I do NOT want to involve them.
Now, usually, there is a Duty NCO present also. That person actually runs the Duty Desk. However, at this point, that person (rank anywhere between Airman First Class E-3 and Staff Sergeant E-5) is off taking care of some other task, such as assisting with the next day's schedule. Any bonehead 2Lt can answer a phone and scream for help if needed, right?
I'm settling in with a cup of coffee and a Dash 1 (light reading, it's the bible for Pilots AKA the Aircraft Flight Manual. How systems work. Checklists, Emergency Procedures.) I am within a couple of days of graduating and being officially a fighter pilot (which is different than Fighter Pilot, one's an AFSC (Air Force Specialty Code, lets the peronnel folks know what your qualifications are) the other's an attitude).
As I said, I'm sitting there by my lonesome when I hear the front door open. I look up and there's an OLD man walking in. White hair, glasses, wearing an overcoat, but there's something about him, an air of authority, perhaps. Something.
Now, while others may disagree, I'm not stupid. I err on the side of caution.
Standing up, I say "Welcome to XXX Squadron, Sir, I'm Lt juvat, How may I help you?"
"Hello, Lt, I'm here to see your Commander" he says as he walks up to the duty desk while taking off his overcoat (had to have been raining out as it's never actually cold in Phoenix).
As he gets to the desk, he sticks out his hand and as I'm reaching to shake it, I see his lapel pin. Very small bar, painted light blue with five stars on it.
"I'm Col Bud Day"
Now, This was before the internet and only a few years after Vietnam. I knew who he was, that he'd been a POW and that bad things had happened to POWs. But, it wasn't until a few years later, that I learned just how much of a hero he was.
That's what I want to share with you. Back when I first posted this story, Sarge was posting on the folks on the masthead and Col Day's Medal of Honor Citation was included. Folks, that Citation doesn't even begin to describe how he earned that Medal.
I just finished re-re-reading (no misspelling there, this was at least my third time through) American Patriot by Robert Coram. I highly recommend it. If you do read it though, have a box of kleenex and a stiff drink handy .
An interesting story from the book was a flight he had in the F-84 in England. He was recovering to base when the engine exploded and he was forced to eject. The Air Force had just developed new parachutes specifically for jet fighters. Previous versions, designed for prop airplanes, could not sustain ejection at jet speeds. However, the bands that kept the parachute intact at high speed, did not allow the parachute to deploy at low speed and low altitude. Col Day ejected at about 300' and the chute failed to open. He miraculously survived the fall. As he regained consciousness, the flight surgeon said "Obviously, God has something planned for you." Which stuck with him and got him through a lot of the turmoils in his life.
When he was shot down in Vietnam, he was almost immediately captured. However, he managed to escape and make it back to South Vietnam, evading capture for 3 weeks. He managed to make it to within a couple of miles of a Marine base before stumbling into a VC patrol setting up for an ambush. Surprising them, he attempted to run, but was shot and recaptured.
This was the event that went "Above and Beyond".
Col Day's Citation:
Seems a little tame for a Medal of Honor citation. But I'll explain why I think that was a little later.
In any case, he is carried to Hanoi where he's imprisoned in Hoa Loa, AKA the Hanoi Hilton, where he will spend the next 5 1/2 years under the kind, compassionate care of the North Vietnamese. (Satire intended.)
Reading this next part of the book is difficult. "I don't know that I could have handled that..." ran through my mind many times. His first "quiz" was part information gathering, but mostly punishment for having escaped and embarrassing the North Vietnamese and they nearly killed him during it.
Returned to his cell, he isnursed back to health kept
alive, by a B-57 Pilot shot down at about the same time. The B-57 pilot
was also quizzed, but somehow is not as badly injured as Col Day. The
quizzing continues and Col Day over time loses feeling in his hands,
cannot hear out of his right ear, has had his shoulders disjointed
several times. Through all of this the only information he has given
them are false names of his fellow pilots, using the names of second
rate movie actors and such.
His cellmate is not badly hurt and in fact is released in February of '68. Col Day, while grateful to him for helping him survive, does not speak highly of him throughout the remainder of his book.
Things go downhill after the Tet Offensive and from June of '69 through October, Col Day goes through hell. Probably literally. He is "quizzed" every day. These quizzes were even more brutal than usual. Stripped, he was whipped with a fan belt. The two North Vietnamese doing this would spring from the opposite side of the cell and run at him while swinging the fan belt, thereby maximizing the force on his body. This would go on until he was unconscious. They would allow him to regain consciousness, then begin again. Sometimes two or three times a day. For three months. His wounds were so great that he still had welts and lesions 3 years later when the POWs came home.
For his successful protection of information that might have given "aid and comfort" to the enemy, Col Day would be awarded the Air Force Cross. His citation:
Anyhow, He attributes his survival to his mantra "Return with Honor" and the no chute ejection and the thought that God had a plan for him. At this point, he believes that plan involves his leadership of the fellow POWs. Which he does admirably until '73.
But, finally, LBJ is replaced. Nixon has had enough of North Vietnamese BS and orders Linebacker 2. I challenge anyone to read the book, get to the part where the bombs are going off all over and the POWs are singing the Star Spangled Banner, and remain dry eyed. I can't.
Shortly, thereafter, the POWs are repatriated based on date of shoot down.
Where was I? Oh...Duty Officer. Yep, there's an IP or IWSO somewhere in the building that I can get to handle any questions I can't answer for the SOF, such as "Who's flying front seat in Killer 02? "
"That would be 2Lt Shmuckatelly, Sir"
"Oh, Lord! Not Shmuckatelly!"
"Yes, Sir"
See...Supreme Authority. I can bring combat seasoned Field Grade Fighter Pilots to tears. I can also do that when I'm flying, but that's another story for another time.
Oh, and the Squadron Commander and/or the Ops Officer are present in their office.
I do NOT want to involve them.
Now, usually, there is a Duty NCO present also. That person actually runs the Duty Desk. However, at this point, that person (rank anywhere between Airman First Class E-3 and Staff Sergeant E-5) is off taking care of some other task, such as assisting with the next day's schedule. Any bonehead 2Lt can answer a phone and scream for help if needed, right?
I'm settling in with a cup of coffee and a Dash 1 (light reading, it's the bible for Pilots AKA the Aircraft Flight Manual. How systems work. Checklists, Emergency Procedures.) I am within a couple of days of graduating and being officially a fighter pilot (which is different than Fighter Pilot, one's an AFSC (Air Force Specialty Code, lets the peronnel folks know what your qualifications are) the other's an attitude).
As I said, I'm sitting there by my lonesome when I hear the front door open. I look up and there's an OLD man walking in. White hair, glasses, wearing an overcoat, but there's something about him, an air of authority, perhaps. Something.
Now, while others may disagree, I'm not stupid. I err on the side of caution.
Standing up, I say "Welcome to XXX Squadron, Sir, I'm Lt juvat, How may I help you?"
"Hello, Lt, I'm here to see your Commander" he says as he walks up to the duty desk while taking off his overcoat (had to have been raining out as it's never actually cold in Phoenix).
As he gets to the desk, he sticks out his hand and as I'm reaching to shake it, I see his lapel pin. Very small bar, painted light blue with five stars on it.
"I'm Col Bud Day"
Now, This was before the internet and only a few years after Vietnam. I knew who he was, that he'd been a POW and that bad things had happened to POWs. But, it wasn't until a few years later, that I learned just how much of a hero he was.
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That's what I want to share with you. Back when I first posted this story, Sarge was posting on the folks on the masthead and Col Day's Medal of Honor Citation was included. Folks, that Citation doesn't even begin to describe how he earned that Medal.
I just finished re-re-reading (no misspelling there, this was at least my third time through) American Patriot by Robert Coram. I highly recommend it. If you do read it though, have a box of kleenex and a stiff drink handy .
An interesting story from the book was a flight he had in the F-84 in England. He was recovering to base when the engine exploded and he was forced to eject. The Air Force had just developed new parachutes specifically for jet fighters. Previous versions, designed for prop airplanes, could not sustain ejection at jet speeds. However, the bands that kept the parachute intact at high speed, did not allow the parachute to deploy at low speed and low altitude. Col Day ejected at about 300' and the chute failed to open. He miraculously survived the fall. As he regained consciousness, the flight surgeon said "Obviously, God has something planned for you." Which stuck with him and got him through a lot of the turmoils in his life.
When he was shot down in Vietnam, he was almost immediately captured. However, he managed to escape and make it back to South Vietnam, evading capture for 3 weeks. He managed to make it to within a couple of miles of a Marine base before stumbling into a VC patrol setting up for an ambush. Surprising them, he attempted to run, but was shot and recaptured.
This was the event that went "Above and Beyond".
Col Day's Citation:
On 26 August 1967, Colonel Day was forced to eject from his aircraft over North Vietnam when it was hit by ground fire. His right arm was broken in 3 places, and his left knee was badly sprained. He was immediately captured by hostile forces and taken to a prison camp where he was interrogated and severely tortured.
After causing the guards to relax their vigilance, Col. Day escaped into the jungle and began the trek toward South Vietnam. Despite injuries inflicted by fragments of a bomb or rocket, he continued southward surviving only on a few berries and uncooked frogs.
He successfully evaded enemy patrols and reached the Bến Hải River, where he encountered U.S. artillery barrages. With the aid of a bamboo log float, Col. Day swam across the river and entered the demilitarized zone. Due to delirium, he lost his sense of direction and wandered aimlessly for several days.
After several unsuccessful attempts to signal U.S. aircraft, he was ambushed and recaptured by the Viet Cong, sustaining gunshot wounds to his left hand and thigh. He was returned to the prison from which he had escaped and later was moved to Hanoi after giving his captors false information to questions put before him.
Physically, Col. Day was totally debilitated and unable to perform even the simplest task for himself. Despite his many injuries, he continued to offer maximum resistance.
His personal bravery in the face of deadly enemy pressure was significant in saving the lives of fellow aviators who were still flying against the enemy. Col. Day's conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of his life above and beyond the call of duty are in keeping with the highest traditions of the U.S. Air Force and reflect great credit upon himself and the U.S. Armed Forces
Seems a little tame for a Medal of Honor citation. But I'll explain why I think that was a little later.
In any case, he is carried to Hanoi where he's imprisoned in Hoa Loa, AKA the Hanoi Hilton, where he will spend the next 5 1/2 years under the kind, compassionate care of the North Vietnamese. (Satire intended.)
Reading this next part of the book is difficult. "I don't know that I could have handled that..." ran through my mind many times. His first "quiz" was part information gathering, but mostly punishment for having escaped and embarrassing the North Vietnamese and they nearly killed him during it.
Returned to his cell, he is
His cellmate is not badly hurt and in fact is released in February of '68. Col Day, while grateful to him for helping him survive, does not speak highly of him throughout the remainder of his book.
Things go downhill after the Tet Offensive and from June of '69 through October, Col Day goes through hell. Probably literally. He is "quizzed" every day. These quizzes were even more brutal than usual. Stripped, he was whipped with a fan belt. The two North Vietnamese doing this would spring from the opposite side of the cell and run at him while swinging the fan belt, thereby maximizing the force on his body. This would go on until he was unconscious. They would allow him to regain consciousness, then begin again. Sometimes two or three times a day. For three months. His wounds were so great that he still had welts and lesions 3 years later when the POWs came home.
For his successful protection of information that might have given "aid and comfort" to the enemy, Col Day would be awarded the Air Force Cross. His citation:
The Air Force Cross is presented to George Everett Day, Colonel, United States Air Force, for extraordinary heroism in military operations against an opposing armed force as a Prisoner of War in North Vietnam from 16 July 1969 to 14 October 1969. During this period, Colonel Day was subjected to maximum punishment and torture by Vietnamese guards to obtain a detailed confession of escape plans, policies, and orders of the American senior ranking officer in the camp, and the communications methods used by the Americans interned in the camp. Colonel Day withstood this punishment and gave nothing of value to the Vietnamese, although he sustained many injuries and open wounds to his body. Through his extraordinary heroism and willpower, in the face of the enemy, Colonel Day reflected the highest credit upon himself and the United States Air Force.Again, somewhat banal of a citation for the Air Force's second highest award for valor.
Anyhow, He attributes his survival to his mantra "Return with Honor" and the no chute ejection and the thought that God had a plan for him. At this point, he believes that plan involves his leadership of the fellow POWs. Which he does admirably until '73.
But, finally, LBJ is replaced. Nixon has had enough of North Vietnamese BS and orders Linebacker 2. I challenge anyone to read the book, get to the part where the bombs are going off all over and the POWs are singing the Star Spangled Banner, and remain dry eyed. I can't.
Shortly, thereafter, the POWs are repatriated based on date of shoot down.
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| Col Day reunited with his wife, Doris. Yes really! |
Col Day is in the third installment along with his former cellmate and friend John McCain. While they disagreed on politics, they remained lifelong friends.
I thought it spoke well of the man, that while President Ford officially awarded Col Day the Medal of Honor, he later asked President Nixon to re-award it to him as a gesture of thanks that he had "bombed them out of prison".
Col Day manages to fool the flight surgeons into putting him back on flight status with 31 waivers and flies the F-4 as the Vice Wing Commander hoping to eventually take over the wing. However, whilst in Korea during that war, he had landed his F-84 at an F-86 base and run afoul of the F-86 Squadron Commander, Maj Robert Dixon.
Dixon would go on to become a 4 Star and the Commander of Tactical Air Command and had stated "none of those neurotic POWs will ever become Wing Commanders in TAC" and that he was "tired of them riding the POW horse". What a
Col Day realizes that his USAF career is at an end and retires in 1977. He becomes a lawyer in Florida and still has that feeling that "God has a plan for him". He's quite successful, and after Billy Jeff is elected, reads a magazine article saying retired military no longer receives free medical care.
When I saw the man, that morning in the squadron, chronologically he was 67, he looked and walked like he was 80. Suffice it to say, he had health issues. He decides to sue the US government and wins. This is a multi-billion dollar change in the budget, Billie Jeff had already appropriated that money that had been moved out of health care and was well into spending it. The Government appealed but Col Day won.
Col Day was not finished, and continued pushing and Tricare for Life was added. Tricare for Life (as I am beginning to find out) pays for the difference between what medicare pays and the bill, less deductible etc.
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Clearly, God did have a plan for Col Day's life. He executed that plan quite well. He passed away in July of 2013 and was posthumously promoted to Brigadier General in March of '18.
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I have a lot of respect for a lot of people I know or have read about. Col Day is # 1 on the list. I think you can see why that is.
Rest in Peace, Warrior!
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