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By the way, Paul Tibbets who flew the Enola Gay, spent some time on this project in Pratt Kansas early in the project.
A Citizen Media Center For Pratt, Kansas USA
Video Courtesy of KSL.com
Transcribed by Milt Martin 04/23/2009 05:54 pm

Caption: "TAILWIND's cameraman invaded the parachute shop the othe day to gather illustrations for this week's story on 'chute riggers at Pratt and came up with the maze of silk and shroud in the drying tower, and the two riggers, Mrs. Hattie Peacock, left and Miss Lavona Wymer finishing a 'chute."
For a man to have his life “hanging by a
thread” is a strictly unprofitable situation, but there's one
time, chum, that you can bet you'll be pretty happy about even that
thread . . . we mean of course, at the precise second that you're
preparing to bail out of an airplane.
Your thread, in this case, happens to be a scrap
of nylon or silk attached to a lot more threads called a parachute.
And take it from those who know, it's a handy gadget to have around
at the right time!
Down by Hangar 5 at the gate-end of the field is a
small building with a 50-foot tower where these gadgets are treated
better than Pfc's with the Congressional Medal of Honor. Under the
guiding eye of Mrs. Gladys Trekell, the shop supervisor, seven
civilian women and a dozen able GIs take between 60 and 75 lives in
their capable hands daily.
Packing parachutes is different than any other
occupation in the world, in that if it isn't done right, you don't
get another chance! It's a constant game of poker with death, nothing
wild, and bluffing strictly out!
Take, for example, the chute itself: it must be
perfectly dry; it mustn't be in any contact whatsoever with grease,
acid, dirt or any foreign matter of the like; dampness and heat are
strictly taboo; the chutes don't like them at all.
Making allowances for all these things alone would
be enough to gray the hair of most people, but parachute packers are
quiet, efficient individuals, sure-fingered and tireless.
“We once packed 121 chutes in a single day,”
Mrs. Trekell told us, “but that was an unusual sort of rush.
Normally we average about 60-75.”
Down at the end of the room in the tower, about a
dozen chutes are hanging full-length, drying. “It might simply
have been that some coffee was spilled on one, but we have to be
careful,” Mrs. Trekell confided. The room was cool, air
conditioned, and the atmosphere was extremely dry.
When you stop and think that it takes some 30 to
45 minutes to pack a chute for use, you can get some little idea of
what type of job these GIs and their feminine co-workers are doing.
“I find that women are a bit more adept
handling the silk,” Oklahoma-resident Trekell went on, “but
the GIs really learn quickly. It's hard to do any choosing between
them.”
Mrs. Trekell took over supervision of the shop
back in May 1944, but she's been here at Pratt since the field swung
open its gates. Today, her most active job is to train personnel to
replace the fast-shifting faces that move rapidly in and out of the
Parachute shop. 75 expert packers have been trained by this
girl-friend of the air crews in the year and a half that she has been
running things, 7 of them Wacs. The training period is of about 30
days duration, at the end of which time the GI or civilian packer is
given a 2AF license to ply his or her trade.
In addition to packing the chutes, all repairs . .
. patching, washing, changing harnesses and the like . . . are
performed here at the shop. In short, the chute owes Mrs. Trekell and
her crew its living!
Flying clothing is also repaired at the parachute
shop, everything from jacket name tags to B-4 bag zippers, flying
suit snaps to electric gloves.
Results? “Two of our boys, an officer and an
enlisted man, have jumped overseas in chutes we've packed here. Both
of them have come back to tell us about it. All our dummy-tested
chutes have opened OK also, at least so far!” Mrs. Trekell
avowed.
Well, say, supposing one of the chutes you packed
didn't open some time, and the unfortunate lad made the trip from the
plane to ground without it?
“Well,” smiled our heroine, “we
hope that never will happen. If it should, though, he could always
bring it back and we'd be glad to give him a new one!”



