Fat, dumb and happy freefall

By Larry McMillin


Yes I HALO’d into Viegues  either late may or early June of 1965. There were 16

of us on the jump and only 3 hit the Island. It was supposedly a clear night

and we leaped into 10,000 feet of clouds from 24,500 feet at 0100 hr. Our

instruction was to just fall fat, dumb and happy with our feet pointed at a

lighted triangle on the DZ.

That was the last fat, dumb and happy free fall I every made. From then on I

knew exactly where I was going. I don't like shark infested water for over an

hour. One of the people that hit the island did screw up an ankle. I was a SSG

at the time and got promoted SFC not long after that.