They don't make 'em like THIS anymore! *SIGH*
Newman served in the Navy in World War II in the Pacific theater. Newman was sent to the Navy V-12 program at Ohio University, with hope of being accepted for pilot training, but this plan was foiled when a flight physical revealed him to be colorblind.He was sent instead to boot camp and then on to further training as a radioman and gunner. Qualifying as a rear-seat radioman and gunner in torpedo bombers, in 1944, Aviation Radioman Third Class Newman was sent to Barber's Point, Hawaii, and subsequently assigned to Pacific-based replacement torpedo squadrons (VT-98, VT-99, and VT-100). These torpedo squadrons were responsible primarily for training replacement pilots and combat air crewmen, placing particular importance on carrier landings. He later flew from aircraft carriers as a tail gunner in the Avenger. As a radioman/gunner, he served aboard the USS Bunker Hill during the battle for Okinawa in the spring of 1945. He was ordered to the ship as radioman/gunner in an Avenger with a draft of replacements shortly before the attack, but by a fluke of war was held back because his pilot had an ear infection. The rest of his detail died.
They don't make 'em like THIS anymore! *SIGH*
Thanks Mr. Newman. Yes a lib but, married to the same woman for decades. Together they contributed to many charities and yes they both made great movies.
Newman’s father was a partner in a very popular Cleveland sporting good store, Newman-Sterns on Chester Avenue. My grandmother and I shopped there from time to time for fishing gear. I was young then, but recall that Paul waited on us on one occasion. Nice fella.
Newman’s father was a partner in a very popular Cleveland sporting good store, Newman-Sterns on Chester Avenue. My grandmother and I shopped there from time to time for fishing gear. I was young then, but recall that Paul waited on us on one occasion. Nice fella.
This one has to be mentioned in any discussion of Newman flicks, lol.Gunner in a Avenger would be one of the worst jobs in the navy. Locked into a ball with a 50 Cal 6” from your head. No way you could hear if you actually had to shoot at something and you aren’t getting out if anything bad happens.