" THE FIRST HELLCAT ACE"

Thursday, May 8, 2008

John Crump

I am sorry to hear of you father's passing.

My heartfelt condolences to you and your family.

Your father was a truly great man, both in the service he gave to his country and in his everyday life.

I know I don't need to tell you that, because he was your father.

Yet, I thought you might want to know, because the impression I have of 'Mac' came during one of our Northern California Friends of the Fighter Aces symposiums.

We had a Saturday night dinner with the aces on the panel and then I had the extreme fortune to be the moderator for the Sunday panel discussion. In a very short period of time I understood a lot about the qualities your father possessed, from the way he spoke about his war experiences and about life and by the way he spoke with your mother. Quite a man.

I wrote your father an email after I read his book, and it remains in my top six of WWII fighter ace autobiographies for the experiences he shares, quality of writing and wonderful series of portraits his words paint. I'm thankful I had the opportunity to meet the men who penned those words.

Go forward in your life, knowing you carry an extraordinary legacy...

You should find it quite empowering.

Bill Speir

Jon, Today is the memorial service for Hamp, at Ft Roescrans National Cemetery..Just wanted you to know that Mary and I said a special prayer, and that I read the 'Old Prayer Book' Order for the Burial of the Dead 'in his memory.. he was a kind and wonderful person.... and was my personal hero.... not because of his amazing ' double-ace' career, but for the kind of man he was... Just wanted you to know... With best regards , Bill

Philippe and Bénédicte Saintes (Belgium).

Dear Jon,

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I've written an article about Mac for a French magazine some years ago. I visited with my wife your parents in El Cajon. The next day Mac guided us aboard the USS Midway. A fantastic week-end that we'll never forget.

Our condolences to you and Louise.

Alex Curti

First I would like to extend my condolences for your loss.

I met Mac some 25 years ago, he was my flight instructor at Gillespie Field in El Cajon. As a student pilot I felt very lucky to have him teach me how to fly, of course having Mac as my instructor came with some bragging rights. I currently live in Phoenix Arizona and I am a Captain for US Airways, and yet still when I talk to friends I find myself bragging about Mac. Looking back I think about my time with Mac at Gillespie Field and feel very grateful to have known him, I will always remember him.

God speed Mac.

John "wily" Mollison

People can achieve "greatness" but such things are really moments in time. Greatness comes and goes. What matters most is what happens between peaks, and valleys, for that matter. Though a lot of people have attained extremes of greatness, very few have achieved Goodness - the consistent living out of one's good beliefs and positive values.

Though Hamilton McWhorter was certainly a Great Man in his moments, I believe he was a Good Man during the rest of his life.

I was introduced to Mac in 2002 during my study into World War Two fighter pilots with the specific interest into what defined them as leaders, team players and successful individuals in the pressure of combat. Though I am still interviewing this distinct and powerful breed of man, of the 60+ in the docket, Hamilton McWhorter remains as one of my favorites.

As part of my interviews, I work to get beyond the "...and there I was at 15,000 feet, surrounded by..." stories. Knowing the character, values and thinking inside the young aviator and learning how (if at all) such things evolved over time, reveals lessons in growth for future generations - people who want to achieve, excel...basically "be good." Mac was always humble, always strong, always confident, always truthful...and always available. I got the impression Mac was somewhat thrilled with his celebrity status, but also considered it a responsibility as well. People talk about the athletic or entertainment star who always "seemed to have time for their fans"...if Providence had given Mac a .400 average or Oscar Awards, he'd have been the guy who stayed late to sign autographs and talk.

Joe Foss said, "It ain't braggin' if ya'done it." Mac had a way of sharing his exploits as if it were no big feat and anyone in the room could have, would have done the same.

Sifting through my interview notes, I came across a quote from Mac's wife, Louise - she stated that Mac, "...had no temper, no feud." Of all the great things Mac accomplished, Louise's blessing has to be the Hallmark that signifies a truly Good man - a man who could serve his country in war, yet remain humane and gentle to the ones who knew him best. In some ways, ANY person can have their moment of greatness, but it takes a really wonderful soul to have a wife of decades state such a thing about her husband.

Thank you Mac, for being a good example...I can only imagine that you were as excellent a father as you were a husband and servant of our country.

Sad for the loss, but impressed at such a rich life...I will think of you often.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Milton and Leonidas M. Leathers III

Hamilton McWhorter was my mother's first cousin. He and Bobby McWhorter (Dr. Robert Ligon McWhorter, Jr.) were Mother's two favorite cousins on the McWhorter side, I think. Hamilton died too young (to suit us, anyway). But another first cousin of his really died too young. Mac was born in Athens, Georgia. Howard Hart McWhorter (also "Mac") died in Athens, Georgia at 73 years old last fall. An Athens "Banner-Herald" article by UGA tennis coach Dan Magill appeared shortly thereafter. Some of the information in that write-up is pertinent to Mac of El Cajon, too (like the same grandfather: Judge Hamilton McWhorter). When Mac was a boy, he lived with his parents and brother Jim in the "Cloverhurst" mansion -- though lean times had come to Athens. Whatever hardships Mac endured, however, just molded him into the wonderful husband and father and great American that we all knew. Here are two Web sites that will be of interest to all who admired or loved this man:

http://www.onlineathens.com/stories/102607/living_20071026001.shtml
http://dlg.galileo.usg.edu/cgi-bin/vanga.cgi?format=photo&query=id%3Aclr114&_cc=1

My mother (at 93) and we will miss Hamilton's and Louise's visits to Athens!

Mac recounts a battle victory

Leading the Hellcats was LT Hamilton W. "Mac" McWhorter III, now on his second combat tour in the Pacific after becoming the first Hellcat ace of World War II and the Navy's first double-ace of the war during his first Western Pacific tour a year earlier:

"We were orbiting at 12,000 feet on combat air patrol, when we were given a vector to intercept four bogies at twenty-thousand-plus. We applied full power and started climbing. By the time we got to 20,000, I spotted a single airplane ahead at 24,000, just making a bit of a contrail. I was climbing faster than the others in the division, and hit the water injection to catch up to him. I was right up on him at six o-clock and about one hundred feet below when I opened fire. He never made a move, but the engine went up and then his fuel tank caught. I was so close when he blew up that I had his engine oil all over the canopy. He went straight in as a fireball all the way down."
The date was May 12, 1945 - the Myrt was McWhorter's twelfth and final victory of the war.

Dad's Obit

By Blanca Gonzalez

UNION-TRIBUNE STAFF WRITER

April 24, 2008

Hamilton “Mac” McWhorter was 7 years old when a barnstorming pilot visited his hometown and he took his first ride in an airplane.

From that moment, he knew he never wanted to do anything else.

The future Navy commander was a naval aviation cadet undergoing training when Pearl Harbor was attacked. Within a couple of years he had become the first American pilot to achieve “Ace” status flying a new airplane, the Hellcat.

By May 1945, he had shot down at least 12 Japanese planes and escaped danger on several occasions. In a book he wrote more than 50 years later, retired Cmdr. McWhorter recounted his war experiences, including battles over North Africa and the Pacific.

Cmdr. McWhorter died of natural causes April 12 at his home in El Cajon. He was 87.

His wife, Louise, said he loved flying and that was a big reason he made a career in the Navy. He later taught three of their five children to fly and after retiring from the Navy, he became a flight instructor at Gillespie Field.

“He was so proud that so many of his students became airline pilots,” she said.

Cmdr. McWhorter didn't talk much about the war to his family until he joined other fighter aces and started touring air shows where the members of the “greatest generation” shared their experiences.

Cmdr. McWhorter was born Feb. 8, 1921, in Athens, Ga., to Hamilton McWhorter Jr. and Nettie Lou Peurifoy McWhorter.

He met his future wife in November 1942 in Norfolk, Va., at a party thrown for a friend who had been shot down over the Atlantic during the invasion of North Africa. The friend had been reported dead, but when his friends found out he had been rescued, they threw a resurrection party.

Eight weeks later, Louise and “Mac” McWhorter were married. The couple had five children and later opened their home to a struggling Chinese immigrant family for a few years.

Cmdr. McWhorter was a member of the American Fighter Aces Association, the Distinguished Flying Cross Society and the Tailhook Association. He received several military honors including five Distinguished Cross Medals. Cmdr. McWhorter was elected to the Georgia Aviation Hall of Fame in 1989.

The family moved to El Cajon in 1968, and he retired as the executive officer of Naval Air Station, Miramar in 1969. Cmdr. McWhorter spent the ensuing years as a “gentleman farmer” tending to avocado trees at the family's home, as a flight instructor and an author.

He coauthored a book, “The First Hellcat Ace,” that was published in 2001. In 2006, Cmdr. McWhorter was interviewed for a History Channel segment on dogfights.

Besides his wife, survivors include sons, Donald of Lemon Grove, William of El Cajon, Hamilton IV of San Diego and Jon of San Diego; daughter, Georgia Scheingross of San Diego; and six grandchildren.

A memorial service is scheduled for 4 p.m. Sunday at First United Methodist Church of El Cajon. Ashes will be interred at 1 p.m. May 5 at Fort Rosecrans National Cemetery.

Donations are suggested to the Navy-Marine Corps Relief Society.