Nothing to laugth for freedom France have to support allied bomber ,great civil loss,and a forgoten part of dday was the french woman raped by our allied....
It takes a lot of guts to jump out of a perfectly fine aircraft. Then you add to it dead of the night, AAA shooting at you, carrying a lot of gear, landing finding you lost some of your gear, and knowing when you land you may have to fight your way out of the drop zone suriviving that you have to have to complete an objective to save the guys landing on the beach.
I heard that the Nazi's flooded some of the farm fields by dam'ing the rivers, so even if they survived the drop (they didn't expect the fields to be flooded), some may have drowned instead trying to get out of their chute. I can't be sure if that actually happened but I heard that it happened in one or two documentaries I have watched.
@@quietreader4190 then picture you landing under fire seeing all this just to hear the loud growl of a diesel engine and the clanking of teacks and seeing atiger tank coming right at you, you who only has a tommy gun imagine how terrifying it would be
Imagine if you will for a moment. You're a German soldier running face-to-face with these men. You KNOW who they are. These crazy SoB had a perfectly good airplane, but were so eager to come kick your ass, they jumped out just to give you a what for.
I loved that Jumpmaster - laid back, casual - just another day at the office. I was surprised to see you had a green light for nearly 50 seconds before you were given the command to go. I couldn't help but think of night jumps I had made where the only light inside the fuselage was the red light at the door - that eerie red glow. Then, after going thru the jump commands, waiting anxiously for the light to turn green and the shuffle toward the door. Good times, eh! Having served in the 101st in the 1960s I had the honor of serving with some of the men who had made their combat jumps during WWII. Lifers, we called 'em. Today I recognize them for the heroes that they really were. My First Sgt., Orville "Snuffy" Jones - HHC 2/506, was one of those men. He had two brass stars affixed to his Jump Wings, symbolizing the two combat jumps he had made - Normandy and Holland. Snuffy only stood about 5' 9" but he was one of the tallest men I ever met! Not in stature but in character. His fatigues were always heavily starched and sharply creased. He always gave us the same payday talk about the perils of Clarksville and the women who would do their best to separate us from our hard earned jump pay - an extra $55 a month. I can only recall him making one comment about his jump over France. It was his response to the query; "Weren't you scared to jump out of that plane that night?" He responded; "Hell no! I couldn't wait to get out of that goddamned aircraft because we were taking so much groundfire that it sounded like we were inside of a popcorn machine!" I'm nearly 75 years old now and I have a much greater respect for those brave souls who were willing to give their all that we might live in freedom. Thank you, Sidney, for making this video. I envy you the jump you got to make at this historic site. Please accept a snappy airborne salute from this old Trooper! Currahee!
Makes me think of my great grandad, was a "lifer" as well! I always thank anyone I see who've served our country and it pains me greatly that I cannot serve my country due to medical issues
Must be an amazing feeling, to brace yourself, then jump from your aircraft, that wonderful jerk letting you know your chute has opened, as you float to the ground.
it's a hell of a feeling, especially with planes like that, because they do not have wind shields, so you take the full blast of wind. It's so exhilarating, then...silence and peacefulness as you float down. Completely mesmerizing....then you hit the ground and remember why my knees are going to be fucked up forever xD I'd love to do a jump like that though
@@ns6q333 I don’t disagree but let me explain something the way the parachute is rolled and then packed. It is then able to be attached to what is called a stat line which is essentially line to the end attached to the end of the parachute and then it’s been attached to a caribeaner and then it’s attached to a cable on the inside of the C1 30 and when you jump out, that line gets pulled, there’s no cord involved unless your primary parachute gets fucked up then you have a secondary cord you have to pull
You can do it. The group I jumped with is called the Round Canopy Parachute Team. or RCPT. The have a jump school in the US (Oklahoma I think) and they do Anniversary and commemoration jumps all over.
@@MichaelJ44 If you have a mixed race son is up to you... Just marry someone of the same race if that bothers you. And what’s wrong with labor unions? In what way is it bad that workers can negotiate terms with their bosses? I always find it so weird when people see a conflict between employees and employers...
My grandfather would probably say "Thank God I got shot up at Anzio so I did not have to jump at Normandy." Of course back then you were in it for the long haul. He joined the service in October of 1940 and did not get to leave until the later half of 1946. No shit the Greatest Generation without a doubt.
What a fantastic video. What an amazing opportunity to jump into Normandy. Great, absolutely great- And Blood on the Risers is the perfect music for this. Airborne!
Jumping out of planes that weren't perfectly good was scary too. I made the 2nd test jump out of the c5a galaxy, the wings were flopping like a bird. Scared the shit out of me. Grounded the plane afterward because of engine mount problem. Was fine with me!!!
Enjoyed the Video. Understand it was a "Hollywood" jump - No rucksack, weapons, ammunitions, hostile fire...They showed current MC1 (steerable) vs T10B parachutes. Leaving from a C-47 you had a 5 (five) foot extension to the Static Line to clear the aircraft elevator. It appears they left from 1500-1800 feet vs 500 feet in Normandy. Remember, Pathfinders already on the Ground. My memories from 58 years ago. Go Army - Beat Navy
For those new to the lyrics; [Verse 1] He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright, He checked off his equipment and made sure his pack was tight; He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar, You ain't gonna jump no more [Chorus] Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more [Verse 2] "Is everybody happy?" cried the Sergeant looking up, Our hero feebly answered, "yes" and then they stood him up; He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked, And he ain't gonna jump no more [Chorus] Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more [Verse 3] He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock, He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the awful drop, The silk from his reserves spilled out, and wrapped around his legs, And he ain't gonna jump no more
He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright, He checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight; He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar, "You ain't gonna jump no more!" (CHORUS) Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more! "Is everybody happy?" cried the Sergeant looking up, Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up; He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked, And he ain't gonna jump no more. (CHORUS) Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more! He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock, He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the awful drop, The silk from his reserves spilled out, and wrapped around his legs, And he ain't gonna jump no more. (CHORUS) Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more! The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome, Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones; The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground. And he ain't gonna jump no more. (CHORUS) Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more! The days he'd lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind, He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind; He thought about the medic corps, and wondered what they'd find, And he ain't gonna jump no more. (CHORUS) Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more! He hit the ground, the sound was "SPLAT", his blood went spurting high; His comrades, they were heard to say "A hell of a way to die!" He lay there, rolling 'round in the welter of his gore, And he ain't gonna jump no more! (CHORUS) Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more! The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild, The medics jumped and screamed with glee, they rolled their sleeves and smiled, For it had been a week or more since last a 'Chute had failed, And he ain't gonna jump no more. (CHORUS) Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more! (slowly, solemnly; about half the speed of the other verses) There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute, Intestines were a-dangling from his paratroopers suit, He was a mess, they picked him up, and poured him from his boots, And he ain't gonna jump no more. (CHORUS) Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna jump no more!
I swear the jump master was looking for angels when he was kneeling down head out and looking up lol. My uncle was drafted for Vietnam. He volunteered for the 82 Airborne. My Grandfather asked him if they still yelled Geronimo. My uncle said hell no, now we yell hooollllyyyy sshhhiiiiittttt
The small patch of woods directly in front of the jumper at 4:17 is where a few members of the 82nd were holed up early morning June 6. They were captured at sunrise and brought to the Eglise Le Chateau for interrogation. Later that morning 4 were taken back to the woods and executed. A French woman found the 4 bodies plus 3 more who had been killed at sunrise, during the firefight.
Just imagine what what this would have been like in world warII jumping from a c47 as flak 88s fire back up at you the paratrooper is the figurehead of courage in my opinion
@@franzelbert259 yeah, but they didn't take very long at all to reload, and they could place the flak rounds more accurately in the air than a machine gun, Also with the flak they didn't have to hit them directly, it could be several feet away, and still hit the trooper with shrapnel, or even damage his parachute, maybe not damage it bad enough to render it completely ineffective, but damage it bad enough to speed up his descent enough that he breaks his legs, back or some other bodily damage when he landed
@@chriswest5360 There were only 100 8.8cm guns in France vs 1500 panzers and tens of thousands of machine guns. A paratrooper would have to be very unlucky to run into one. The other 20,000 8.8cm flak were either at home or deployed in Africa or the eastern front where they were much more useful owing to the flat terrain and lack of dense hedgerows and trees. Even the artillery guns at Brecourt manor that are commonly said to be 8.8cm flak were actually 10.5cm howitzers.
I just imagine that but through FlaK, scary. Might still try to become a paratrooper if I start loosing interest in my college course more and more. I may be British but I love the Americans, thank you for your service :)
This is probably about as close as I can come to knowing what it was like for my maternal grandfather when he parachuted in on D-Day. The guy from the 82nd Airborne on your plane makes it all the more so-that was the division Grandpa served in. I never got to meet Grandpa; he died before I was born. I feel a bit more connected to him now. Thanks!
When i went through Airborne school in 1980, two of my jumps were out of C123 Provider's, about as close to C47s you can get in "modern" aircraft. Bumpy ride and loud as hell, ear plugs were required and definitely needed.
I remember this like it were yesterday. Hopping out of a c130 is so much damn fun when you aren't being shot at by flak guns lol the people of Normandy are like "oh no!!! Zeyy arrr back!!!"
Now imagine explosions happening left and right and planes blowing up. I commend the men that somehow kept their baring and continued on in the name of their nation
My Great grandfather was a para trooper that landed in Normandy right after the invasion and was on the front lines and he survived he said he saw a tiger 1 tank and a panzer 4
My dad was a paratrooper. Sometime I look at him and think "this average looking person that I take for granted has done this shit 30-ish times. Fucking hell"
Today we will go over a variety of non-optimal parachute functions. Inversions, cigarette rolls, line-outs, totals. And my personal favorite, the Mae West.
War is a molister running Free and a place were no one else should go. But from time to time a fool gets into power and young men walk into the valley of death at times never seen again. Bless all Who walk on the battlefield with true hearts for some are no more than kids. But leave as men
Ages 22 hours ago if he added a whole do you do think without the AA turns this could be amazing and I love this video I have a question how would you feel like if you were in a real life war for me I will feel terrified
A buddy of mine, canadian paratrooper, said he was having a few one day in the mess. Guy's counting their jumps in the usual pissing contest. One old guy sitting there with a paratrooper ensign. So one of the guys asked, "How many jumps you got?" Old guy, "one" "One?" "Yup, Normandy" Buddy said you could hear a pin drop. Edit: it was 11/11
@sidney topf well of course, he had more than one jump. As did all of the guys there. But only one that counted. Old guy probably decided to join the pissing contest and won hands down. I grew up with WWll vets and they played stuff down. Here's to Fred and all the pieces we couldn't find, that sort. I went to a private school whose chaplain was a conscience objector. He was a medic he jumped with a hawthorn stick that day. Edit: l do know that most just had practice jumps from structures mimicking the speed you hit at 18mph l believe. I wouldn't be surprised if combat was the first jump for some guys.
I'm a 70yr old DAV in a wheelchair. Watching this convinces me, I GOTTA jump again with my old unit before I die. None of that Hollywood shit either. FULL Ruck Sack. Weapon bag & stretchers. Medics jumped in with 3 a piece. AIRBORNE!!!!
Once the parachute deployed, it seems like he wasn't moving at all. Imagine doing that while there is anti-aircraft shots all around you.... To be honest though, the troopers jumping off in Normandy would have dropped a lot faster, caring those massive balls of steel!
Stand up hook up go. God Bless our great WwII Heroes. My father Normandy +3. Wounded three days later. PH with oak leaf for 2nd wounds that he carried with him for 67 years. Could not go thru airport security cause the shrapnel set off the sensor. WETSU
