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Doolittle Raiders


It’s the cup of brandy that no one wants to drink.

On Tuesday, in Fort Walton Beach, Florida, the surviving Doolittle Raiders gathered publicly for the last time. They once were among the most universally admired and revered men in the United States. There were 80 of the Raiders in April 1942, when they carried out one of the most courageous and heart-stirring military operations in this nation’s history. The mere mention of their unit’s name, in those years,  would bring tears to the eyes of grateful Americans.



Now only four survive.

After  Japan’s sneak attack on Pearl Harbor, with the United States reeling
and wounded, something dramatic was needed to turn the war effort
around. Even though there were no friendly airfields close enough
to Japan for the United States to launch retaliation, a daring plan was
devised. Sixteen B-25s were modified so that they could take off from
the deck of an aircraft carrier. This had never before been tried –
sending such big, heavy bombers from a carrier.


The 16 five-man crews, under the command of Lt. Col. James Doolittle, who himself flew the lead plane off the USS Hornet, knew that they would not be able to return to the carrier. They would have to hit Japan and then hope to
make it to China for a safe landing.

But on the day of the raid, the Japanese military caught wind of the plan. The Raiders were told that they would have to take off from much farther out in the
Pacific Ocean than they had counted on. They were told that because of
this they would not have enough fuel to make it to safety. And those men went anyway.
They bombed Tokyo, and then flew as far as they could. Four planes crash-landed; 11 more crews bailed out, and three of the Raiders died. Eight more were captured; three were executed. Another died of starvation in a Japanese
prison camp. One crew made it to Russia.


The Doolittle Raid sent a message from the United States to its enemies, and to the rest of the world: We will fight. And, no matter what it takes, we will

Of the 80 Raiders, 62 survived the war. They were celebrated  as national heroes, models of bravery. Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer produced a motion picture based on the raid; “Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo,” starring Spencer Tracy and Van Johnson, was a patriotic and emotional box-office hit, and the phrase became part of the national lexicon. In the movie-theater previews for the film, MGM proclaimed that it was presenting the story “with supreme pride.”

Beginning in 1946, the surviving Raiders have held a reunion each April, to
commemorate the mission. The reunion is in a different city each year.
In 1959, the city of Tucson, Arizona, as a gesture of respect and
gratitude, presented the Doolittle Raiders with a set of 80 silver
goblets. Each goblet was engraved with the name of a Raider.

Every year, a wooden display case bearing all 80 goblets is transported to the reunion  city. Each time a Raider passes away, his goblet is turned upside down
in the case at the next reunion, as his old friends bear solemn witness.


Also in the wooden case is a bottle of 1896 Hennessy Very Special cognac. The year is not happenstance: 1896 was when Jimmy Doolittle was born.There
has always been a plan: When there are only two surviving Raiders, they
would open the bottle, at last drink from it, and toast their comrades
who preceded them in death.

As 2013 began, there were five living Raiders; then, in February, Tom Griffin passed away at age 96. What a man he was. After bailing out of his plane over a mountainous Chinese forest after the Tokyo raid, he became ill with malaria, and almost died. When he recovered, he was sent to Europe to fly more combat missions. He was shot down, captured, and spent 22 months in a German prisoner of war camp. The selflessness of these men, the sheer guts. There was a passage in the Cincinnati Enquirer obituary for Mr. Griffin that, on the surface, had nothing to do with the war, but that emblematizes the depth of his sense of duty and devotion: “When his wife became ill and needed to go into a nursing home, he visited her every day. He walked from his house to the nursing home, fed his wife and at the end of the day brought home her clothes. At night, he washed and ironed her clothes. Then he walked them up to her room the next morning. He did that for three years until her death in 2005.” So now, out of the original 80, only four Raiders remain: Dick Cole (Doolittle’s co-pilot on the Tokyo raid), Robert Hite, Edward Saylor and David Thatcher. All are in their 90s. They have decided that there are too few of them for the public reunions to continue
The events in Fort Walton Beach this week will mark the end. It has come full circle; Florida ‘s nearby Eglin Field was where the Raiders trained in secrecy for the Tokyo mission. The town is planning to do all it can to honor the men: a six-day celebration of their valor, including luncheons, a dinner and a parade. Do the men ever wonder if those of us for whom they helped save the country have tended to it in a way that is worthy of their sacrifice? They don’t talk about that, at least not around other people.

But if you find yourself near Fort Walton Beach this week, and if you should encounter any of the Raiders, you might want to offer them a word of thanks. I can tell you from firsthand observation that they appreciate hearing that they are remembered. The men have decided that after this final public reunion they will wait until a later date — sometime this year — to get together once more, informally and in absolute privacy. That is when they will open the bottle of brandy. The years are flowing by too swiftly now; they are not going to wait until there are only two of them. They will fill the four remaining upturned goblets.

And raise them in a toast to those who are gone.


Their 70th Anniversary Photo.

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7 comments on “Doolittle Raiders

  1. russtowne
    December 6, 2013

    A powerfully moving post about ordinary men who did something truly extraordinary. “They were told that because of this they would not have enough fuel to make it to safety. And those men went anyway.” May the memory of what they did echo through the ages.

    • Judy
      December 7, 2013

      You just can’t imagine how they must have felt and yet they did it anyway. They are truly inspirational. :)

  2. sachemspeaks
    December 6, 2013

    Reblogged this on sachemspeaks and commented:
    Thank you for serving

    • Judy
      December 7, 2013

      Such brave men they deserve to be remembered :)

  3. dorannrule
    December 7, 2013

    This story is wonderful and a great tribute to truly brave men. Thanks Judy for sharing.

    • Judy
      December 7, 2013

      Yes it made me cry the last bit was so sad. What great man they were and are. :)

  4. Anonymous
    December 7, 2013

    I’m old. I remember. My heart fills with pride and tears for what we were and are no more. A WAF

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