Ted Gary is rich with memories
by Tim Robinson
By 1943, the War was on. Boys were fighting on two fronts in Europe and the Pacific. Ted Gary was making good money at the millwork plant in Hoquiam, Washington. $1.25 an hour. He was rich.
At 18 Ted got a letter. It was from Franklin Roosevelt, asking him to serve his country. He reported for induction but was turned away. “You don’t belong here”, the board told him. Go home, we’ll send you another letter. A month passed. The letter arrived. Ted was on his way to Montana, to spend the next six months in pilot training for the Army/Air Corp.
Boys were training to fly combat missions. America was losing planes nearly as fast as Boeing could build them. At the end of training the commander stood up in front of the senior class of trainees. “Yer turned way, you are all washed out,” the commander lamented.
“The army has enough pilots,” was the explanation.