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Friday, January 23, 2009

Tuskegee Airmen, President Obama's Special Guests

Tuskegee Airmen 332nd Fighter Group pilots, March 1942

“Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions—who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.” —President Barack Obama, “2009 Inaugural Speech”

President Obama's Special Guests by Kyle Dagan Janurary 22, 2009 from The Root (

At 6:00 a.m., blinking automatic doors flooded the lobby of the old Officer’s Club at Bolling Air Force Base with a crisp wind and sense of history. Later that morning, a group of Tuskegee airmen did something once unimaginable, by witnessing the presidential inauguration as special guests of Barack Obama.

“This is the crown jewel of the political process,” said Samuel C. Hunter Jr., an “80-something” former bomber pilot.

As an impromptu volunteer, I spent part of Inauguration Day with a group of roughly 200 heroes, many once treated as civically unequal in wars abroad and at home. To witness such a moment among these men who, to paraphrase James Baldwin, were candidates for death in America’s defense but were considered less human by their comrades and officers, was a humbling experience. I was struck by the absence of bitterness over the past in these surviving airmen.

“I’m looking for great things to come out of this moment of unity,” said airman Mal Whitfield, 85, who attended a staging breakfast for the inauguration ceremony with his daughter, CNN news anchor Fredricka Whitfield. “I’m looking forward to supporting the president, our president.”

Mr. Whitfield added he is not trying to claim an exclusive racial connection to President Obama. But for a man who served America to finally have an African-American president could only make him more a part of the country that he has already served.

There was some expectable entropy as organizers worked to usher the airmen down to the Capitol. Some family members realized at the last minute that they might not receive credentials to participate with their family airmen. But the mere opportunity to make it work—untangle the snags and get rolling—was priority and privilege for all volunteers.

“I’ve been watching CNN for the last three days,” said Norman Artis, a late-generation Tuskegee Airman (stationed in Turkey during the Cuban Missile Crisis) who came to assist in getting these airmen down to the Capitol for the inauguration proceedings. Artis served in the aftermath of the assassination of John F. Kennedy and the swearing in of Lyndon Johnson. He doesn’t fear a similar fate for President Obama. “Man, there are too many people rooting for him.”

In other words, Barack Obama has clearly been embraced in a way many of these airmen never were during their service.

Artis has his own ideas on why he and the other Tuskegee Airmen were invited to the inauguration. Their presence at the ceremony matters “because we have to keep the legacy going,” he said.

Like Martin Luther King Jr.’s birthday celebration, the Tuskegee Airmen story is another reminder that as much as Barack Obama’s ascendance feels like a beginning, it is far from the case; President Obama’s inauguration represents a continuation of African Americans’ service to a country that could not always look them in the eye and call them sister or brother.

As our motorcade blared down First Street in Northeast Washington, D.C., eventually speeding between the Capitol and the Supreme Court, soldiers stood at attention saluting the busloads of Tuskegee Airmen en route to an event few of them thought they’d see in their lifetimes. Several ordinary citizens, upon seeing the signs on our buses and realizing precious cargo we carried, would stop and salute them, too.

Kyle G. Dargan is a poet, essayist and assistant professor of literature and creative writing at American University. He’s also the founder and editor of POST NO ILLS magazine. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Note: Two good books on the Tuskeegee Airmen:

1. "Tuskeegee Airmen: Men Who Changed a Nation" by Charles E. Francis, 4th edition. Francis says that these well-trained pilots proved their bravery-- they "stood tall" and America is the greater for it.

2. "The Divided Skies" by Robert Jakeman. Jakeman goes in depth into Tuskegee Institute and its formation, and into the superb flight training the airmen received, training that helped them to make a major impact in the war.


Stella said...

This story is wonderful: I have chills. Finally, our heroes are being recognized. I hope you enjoy this article and the video.

Thank you so much.

CurvyGurl ♥ said...

It's a beautiful thing to see the toil of past generations finally being recognized. This is another touching story --

MacDaddy said...

CurvyGurl: Yes!

freida1 said...

Gosh 'The Media' isn't 'into' selling stories like this, and never twer...'cause they're busy trying to sell us on 'their' advertisers....

Mostly, a new car, a bank loan, an insurance plan, or some new pill for depression or something for making us breath easier after promoting all those 'commercials' about the "Marlboro Man."

Or, even better than than that what about 'fat.'