Hero – The Chuck Yeager Foundation

General Yeager’s Bronze Star Medal

By Victoria Yeager / August 9, 2021

General Yeager received a Bronze Star Medal with valor device (for carrying a wounded airman over the steepest part of the Pyrenees in 3 foot snow and saving his life in the Spring of 1944.) The Bronze Star Medal with the “V” device to denote heroism in combat is the fourth highest military decoration for valor.…

Gestapo is Coming

By Victoria Yeager / March 15, 2021

Raoul ultimately takes me back to Gabriel. We ride bikes at night from Ambrus to get there. Gabriel was a larger-than-life man. I will never forget how he protected me. He was the leader of the Maquis in Nerac, the mayor, and was friends with the Germans in town. The Germans knew that the Maquis…

Gabriel, head of French Underground Threatens F/O Yeager With his Life

By Victoria Yeager / March 12, 2021

I stay at Gabriel’s house in Nerac, hiding from the Nazis in his shed out back. The first day, I’m bored so I leave the shed and sit under the tree in his yard. I remain outwardly calm as a small platoon of Germans march by. After they are completely gone, Gabriel calls me in.…

Flight Officer (F/O) Yeager Makes Way to Nerac to Evade Nazis

By Victoria Yeager / March 11, 2021

March 10-12, 1944 The Germans seem to have lost interest in finding me; there are fewer patrols now. Maybe they think if they stop looking for me so hard, I’ll become careless and fall into their net. And it nearly happens that way. Little Jean-Pierre and I are hiking to the pond, while crossing an…

6-9 mars 1944: Caché à la vue de tous à Casteljaloux et à Pompogne à Vélo

By Victoria Yeager / March 9, 2021

6-9 mars 1944 Abattu le 5 mars 1944, se cachant toujours des Allemands et de la Milice française. J’ai passé la nuit dans une maison bien en vue à Casteljaloux, France. J’étais caché sous la maison dans un espace qui s’étendait de l’avant à l’arrière de la maison, une petite fenêtre à chaque extrémité donc…

March 6-9 Hiding in Plain Sight from Germans and French Milice

By Victoria Yeager / March 9, 2021

March 6-9, 1944 Shot down March 5, 1944, still hiding from the Germans and French Milice. I spent the night in a house in plain sight in Casteljaloux, France. I was hidden under the house in a space which extended from the front to the back of the house, a small window at either end…

Germans at the Door – Escape and Evasion Continues

By Victoria Yeager / March 7, 2021

March 5, 1944 continued I decided to stay put until dark. Several times I hear low-flying planes-Germans hunting for me. I’m sweating but stay well-hidden under thick brush. I saw a lot of farmland coming down and at night I’ll pop out of these woods long enough to raid some turnips and potatoes. I figure…

Combat over Berlin March 4, 1944. The Cavalry

By Victoria Yeager / March 3, 2021

Glamorus Glen March 4, 1944 Some of us never got word of the recall. The weather was stinkin’. There were only two of us P-51s escorting a box of bombers for the first US daylight raid over Berlin. None of us had gotten the recall. I spotted an Me-109 below me, dove on him and…

I Never Lost a Pilot While Flying Chase by Chuck Yeager

By Victoria Yeager / February 24, 2021

Many, many pilots died testing airplanes over the Mojave desert from Muroc, then Edwards AFB, CA. Over 51 streets were named after those who lost their lives flying test. Even Edwards is named after Glen Edwards. General Yeager’s own words flying chase for test pilots: I never lost a pilot while flying chase; but there…

In His Own Words: Emmett Hatch, black pilot, in Chuck Yeager’s Squadron 1950’s

By Victoria Yeager / July 12, 2019

In his own words from Yeager, An Autobiography pp 290-297: “The Air Force had only been integrated seven or eight years by the time I became a fighter pilot. I came up through the ranks as an enlisted man, the same as Chuck Yeager, but it wasn’t easy for me as a black man. There…

March 1944 Escaping Germans – a farmhouse in Spain

By Victoria Yeager / March 30, 2016

General Chuck Yeager: Having been shot down March 5, 1944 and hidden with the French underground, I was now carrying a fellow airman over the Pyrenees, the story picks up in Spain, not out of the woods yet. After catnapping, I dragged and carried the airman for what seemed like hours. We were starving. We…

March 26, 1944: Pyrenees Foothills: AVOID border Spanish-might sell us to Gestapo

By Victoria Yeager / April 2, 2014

The moment I hop in the back, the truck takes off. There are four or five other guys seated on the benches, and nobody says a word. mainly because they are too busy hanging on while the driver barrels down twisting backstreets, doing fifty or better. I hear the guy seated next to me mutter,…