"Yeager" is stuffed full of great stories. You probably know Chuck
Yeager as the pilot who broke the sound barrier and that story, of
course, is included. But there's a lot more.
There's exciting
stories about World War II dogfighting. There's a story about Yeager
running for his life behind enemy lines after being shot down. There are
many breathtaking stories about flying high-powered aircraft to record
speeds and heights. And there are crashes. Yeager acknowledges that he's
lucky to be alive.
Yeager also throws in good stories about
interesting people, like pilot Jaqueline Cochran and bar owner Pancho
Barnes. There's a surprising story about spying on the Soviet Union and
very funny one about golden trout (yes, the fish).
It's hard to
believe one man experienced so much in one life. I
deliberately took my time reading this book, because I wanted to enjoy each story
fully, without rushing on to the next one.
I really liked that
the book includes "other voices" – short sections from Yeager's wife and
colleagues that help provide extra perspective.
The book is in
first-person, but co-written by Leo Janos. While it's impossible to know
how much Janos actually wrote, I suspect he deserves a lot of credit.
Why? Because more than once does the book mention that Yeager, while a
master pilot, had little grasp of basic English. "He could barely
construct a recognizable sentence," recalls an Air Force general who knew Yeager.
I was fairly shocked by the poor treatment Yeager
got from the military while he was risking his life flying experimental
planes. For years, he got no promotion and his family had to crowd
into a barely habitable shack. (Yeager eventually moved up and finally
became a general near the end of his career.)
I was bothered a
bit by Yeager's callous attitude toward the many people he saw die in
his military service, but he makes it clear that it comes with the
territory.
"I got mad at the dead: Angry at them for dying so
young and so senselessly; angry at them for destroying expensive
government property as stupidly as if they had driven a Cadillac off a
bridge. Anger was my defense mechanism. I've lost count of the how many
good friends have augered in [crashed] over the years, but either you
become calloused or you crack."
One minor complaint: Sometimes
Yeager uses aviation or military phrases that could use some
translation: "Dead stick landing," aileron, "bird colonel." It's not a
big problem, but a sentence here and there could have made things a bit
clearer.
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