~ R. W. NORTON ART GALLERY ~ ~ INTRO ~ ~ SEARCH ~
Image
0244-W2M-08/2005
Crowell C. Eddy
Maj
U. S. Army Air Forces
WWII US Military
Pilot, 2nd Air Force
Images

He was born at 110 Clarence Street in Lake Charles, Louisiana to Brett W. Eddy, a World War I veteran, and Verna Carrier Eddy. His father nearly saw combat. "He was on his way to the front line, three days away, I think it was, and the war ended," he recalls. "Same thing happened to me. I was on my way to the South Pacific in B-29s and the war ended while I was in Colorado Springs. So the Lord took care of us." His father lost his bank job in the Depression. The family didn't go hungry, he says, but they "sure ate a lot of rice. That's all we had sometimes, three times a day," he recalls. He graduated from Landry High School, a Catholic institution (although the Eddys were Presbyterian) in 1939. A trumpet player, he attended Northwestern Louisiana on a musical scholarship, and graduated in three years with a degree in music. He had taken Civilian Pilot Training, and entered the U.S. Army Air Forces in 1943, the same year he finished college. He took basic training at Garden City, Kansas, where, after learning he played trumpet, he was assigned to bugle calls. He was sent on to primary flight training at Vernon, Texas, and to advanced training at Pampa, Texas. He was assigned as an instructor at Randolph Field in San Antonio, as well as at Pampa in B-25s. The noise of the propellers was so loud near the cockpit that "a lot of guys" who would not wear earplugs went deaf, he says. After two years at Pampa he was sent into bomber training, first for B-17s in Hobbs, New Mexico, and then to Lincoln, Nebraska for B-29s. Meanwhile, he had married Julienne David, whom he had met in college, in November of 1944. He was on leave with Julienne in Colorado Springs, Colorado, when the war ended. He was sent to Clark Field in the Philippines (Julienne soon followed) where they lived in housing of woven bamboo siding and corrugated tin roof. "You could see through the floor boards," he says. "We were young and still in love so it was okay." C.C. remained in the air force, serving in such duty posts as Indonesia, Singapore, and at Strategic Air Command in Lincoln, Nebraska. He was sent to Randolph to learn to fly F-80 jets, and then to Barksdale Air Force Base in 1960 where he worked in intelligence for Second Air Force headquarters. Retiring in November of 1965, he spent thirty years in financial planning and retired again at age eighty-three.