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The Graybeards - Korean War Veterans Association

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JOHN K. KOELSCH<br />

It was approaching dusk when the rescue call<br />

hit the ready room of Navy Helicopter Squadron<br />

2 aboard the USS Princeton. Sailing off the coast<br />

of North Korea, the Princeton had launched a<br />

flight of Corsairs earlier that day, July 3, 1951,<br />

on a reconnaissance mission. After making several<br />

passes over a suspected enemy supply area<br />

about twenty miles south of Wonsan and fifteen<br />

miles inland, the flight leader had failed to detect<br />

any targets of opportunity.<br />

Satisfied that nothing unusual was going on,<br />

he ordered his flight to return to the ship. As the<br />

planes made a final low pass over the area,<br />

marine Capt. James V. Wilkins suddenly felt his<br />

plane buck heavily three times. Reacting instinctively,<br />

he punched the ejection button. He flew<br />

from the cockpit, barely feeling the flames licking<br />

his legs. On the ground Wilkins discovered<br />

his calves were badly burned.<br />

Wilkins had landed on the inland side of a<br />

small bowl-shaped area surrounded by higher<br />

hills. While he scrambled for cover, the Corsairs<br />

above him strafed North <strong>Korean</strong> riflemen firing<br />

at him from the high ground to the west.<br />

<strong>The</strong> standby rescue pilot aboard the Princeton<br />

was Lt. jg) John K. Koelsch. A twenty-six-yearold<br />

resident of Los Angeles, California, the<br />

Princeton graduate had earned his commission<br />

through the ROTC program. Trained as a fighter<br />

pilot during the final days of World <strong>War</strong> II,<br />

Koelsch had leaped at the chance to fly helicopters.<br />

It was exactly the type of challenge he relished.<br />

By July 1951 Koelsch had already served a<br />

full, rugged tour of duty in Korea. He had taken<br />

part in many rescues and had earned a welldeserved<br />

reputation as a past master of the art.<br />

He had even invented a new type of rescue sling<br />

that came to be widely used in Korea and also<br />

developed several safety devices that made helicopter<br />

operation in the cold climate of Korea<br />

possible.<br />

Koelsch had received orders rotating him<br />

back to the United States but had volunteered for<br />

another tour. He explained to a fellow chopper<br />

pilot that he could not stand to be living in safety<br />

while his experience as a rescue pilot could be<br />

used to save lives in Korea.<br />

Within minutes of receiving the rescue call on<br />

the evening of July 3, Koelsch and his crewman,<br />

Aviation Machinist’s Mate George M. Neal,<br />

Heros of the Air<br />

Medal of Honor awardees<br />

Listing by Name, Rank, Branch,<br />

Unit, Date, Place and Hometown<br />

George A. Davis, Jr.,<br />

Maj., USAF<br />

334th Fighter Squadron<br />

4th Fighter Group<br />

Feb. 10, 1952<br />

Yalu River Area,<br />

Labbock, TX.<br />

Thomas J. Hudner, Jr.,<br />

Lt(jg), USN<br />

Fighter Squadron 32,<br />

Dec. 4, 1950<br />

Chosin Reservoir<br />

Fall River, MA.<br />

John K. Koelsch<br />

Lt(jg), USN<br />

Helicopter Squadron 2<br />

July 3-10, 1951,<br />

Near Wonson<br />

Los Angeles, CA.<br />

Charles J. Loring, Jr.,<br />

Maj., USAF<br />

80th Fighter-Bomber Squad<br />

8th Fighter-Bomber Wing<br />

Nov. 22, 1952<br />

Near Sniper Ridge<br />

Portland, ME.<br />

Louis J. Sebille<br />

Maj., USA<br />

67th Fighter-Bomber<br />

Squadron and 18th Fighter-<br />

Bomber Group<br />

Aug 5, 1950<br />

Near Hamchang<br />

Chicago, IL.<br />

John S. Walmsley, Jr.<br />

Capt., USAF<br />

8th Bombardment Squad,<br />

3rd Bomb Group<br />

Sept 14, 1951<br />

Near Yangdok<br />

Baltimore, MD<br />

were airborne.<br />

On the ground Wilkins had moved farther<br />

uphill after a solid overcast blew in from the<br />

sea to blanket the area. Sporadic enemy rifle<br />

fire whistled through the air as he painfully<br />

made his way upward.<br />

No sooner had Wilkins reached a hiding<br />

spot than he heard the distinctive whoopwhoop<br />

of a helicopter. He was saved! He hurried<br />

back down the mountain trail, bearing on<br />

the sound of the chopper.<br />

When he reached his abandoned parachute,<br />

Wilkins saw the helicopter turning back after<br />

having made its first pass over the bowl.<br />

Koelsch had skillfully lowered himself<br />

through the treacherous cloud bank to search<br />

for Wilkins. Now he was flying just fifty feet<br />

over the ground, ignoring the enemy fire<br />

directed at his ship.<br />

From the ground Wilkins could see the helicopter<br />

shudder as it took hits. He could only<br />

marvel at the courage necessary to continue the<br />

mission. “It was the greatest display of guts I<br />

ever saw,” Wilkins later said.<br />

As Koelsch turned his ship about he spotted<br />

Wilkins. He hovered above him while Neal<br />

lowered the winch-operated rescue sling.<br />

Wilkins watched in fascination as Koelsch<br />

held his ship stationary, oblivious to the fusillade<br />

of enemy fire zeroing in on the big target.<br />

Once the sling reached him, Wilkins quickly<br />

slipped his arms into the harness. He signaled<br />

he was ready. Seconds later he rose off<br />

the ground.<br />

Above the roar of the rotor blades Wilkins<br />

suddenly heard a grinding sound, then the tearing<br />

of metal. <strong>The</strong> next thing he knew he was<br />

facedown on the ground, a heavy weight pressing<br />

on his back. He twisted around. He found<br />

himself looking directly into the helicopter’s<br />

cockpit, where Koelsch and Neal hung upside<br />

down in their seat belts.<br />

“Are you all right?” Wilkins shouted.<br />

“Never mind us, are you all right?” Koelsch<br />

responded.<br />

In minutes Koelsch and Neal were free.<br />

<strong>The</strong>y pulled Wilkins out of the wreckage, collected<br />

two carbines from the helicopter, and<br />

then all three hobbled into the mountains,<br />

chased by enemy fire.<br />

Once out of range, Koelsch called a halt,<br />

taking command in his quiet self-confident<br />

Page 54 <strong>The</strong> <strong>Graybeards</strong>

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