R.P. HUNNICUTT VIENT DE MOURIR

[leclercs]

Hélas, l'auteur d'une des plus grande encyclopédie consacrée aux blindés d'une nation vient de mourir le 29 avril.

Il nous restera ces 10 ouvrages qui apportent une mine de renseignements sur les blindés US

La mort d'un passionné est toujours triste...

je cite

"Hunnicutt, Richard Pearce 84 June 15, 1926 April 29, 2011 Our Dad, Richard Pearce Hunnicutt was born amidst the beauty of the Great Smoky Mountains in Asheville, N.C., to James Ballard Hunnicutt and Ida Belle Black. During the Great Depression the family lost their home and had to move in with relatives. Despite the hardships, Dad excelled in school, especially chemistry. When World War II came, he altered his birth certificate and enlisted in the U.S. Army in September 1943. In October 1944 he joined the 7th Infantry Division and participated in the invasion of Leyte where he witnessed the filming of one of Gen. Douglas MacArthur's famed "returns" to the Philippines. April 1945 found him at Okinawa's Kadena Field where he met Ernie Pyle, who singled him out for a photograph because of his boyish appearance. On April 30, 1945, Private First Class Hunnicutt, acting leader of an infantry machine gun squad, dug his guns in along a rocky escarpment known as Hacksaw Ridge. That night the squad helped repulse multiple Japanese attacks. Enemy fire killed three squad members and Dad had an eardrum shattered and took mortar fragments to his arms, but the American defenders held. The next morning, May 1, 1945, the Tenth Army Commander, Lt. Gen. Simon Buckner, unexpectedly arrived at the ridge and questioned the 18 year-old soldier on what had transpired. Lt. Gen. Buckner ordered Dad promoted to sergeant and personally pinned the Silver Star on his chest. Dad almost never spoke of his war experiences. He always insisted he was just "war time help" and had no desire to become a "professional veteran." Following the end of the war, Dad did occupation duty in Frankfurt, Germany, and then attended Stanford University under the GI Bill. He went on to earn a master's degree in engineering from Stanford and then took a job at General Motors working under the legendary Charles "Boss" Kettering. While in Detroit, Dad met and married Susan Haight, who would be his wife for 57 years. Dad's career eventually led him to partner in an engineering firm, ANAMET Laboratories, in Berkeley, Calif. His work involved analytical testing and consulting, though he was occasionally hired as an expert witness in court cases involving metal fatigue. In one notable civil case his testimony led to the largest monetary award in the world at that time. In addition to being one of the most highly respected metallurgists in the state of California, Dad researched and wrote a 10-volume history of the development and employment of American armored fighting vehicles. The series is the definitive work on this subject and he is widely regarded as one of the nation's leading experts in this field. He is also one of the founders of the U.S. Army Ordnance Museum at Aberdeen Proving Ground, Md., and has been a close friend and frequent contributor to the Patton Museum at Fort Knox, Ky. Dad had two groups of acquaintances: His professional engineering colleagues, and his "tank buddies" who included much of the senior leadership of the U.S. Army. Few knew the other existed. To his four children he was a loving father who would do anything to help us out. Though he was not a spiritual man, he was an extraordinary role model in moral and ethical behavior. During the recession of the early 80s he and his two partners secretly took no pay for over a year so none of their 40 employees at the lab were laid off. We never knew of the stress and enormous pressures he often dealt with. A profanity or complaint never left his lips in our presence. He was always modest, sincere and generous in his actions, both public and private. Simply put, he was a man of enormous dignity, who never forgot his mountain roots. Selfless in all things, he was blessed with a wonderful sense of humor and gratitude for all that life had given him. We are profoundly grateful to have had such a man in our lives. Richard Hunnicutt is survived by his wife, Susan; sister, Barbara Cleveland; children, Barbara Marshall, Beverly Olson (Jay), Geoff Hunnicutt (Sandy) and Anne Millar (Alan); 10 grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren. A memorial service will be held at 3:30 p.m. Saturday, May 7, 2011, at St. Barnabas Episcopal Church, 2201 S.W. Vermont St., Portland, OR 97219. Arrangements by Autumn Funerals, Cremation & Burial."

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[UHU]

J'en possède au moins 8 de ses ouvrages, comme tu le dis des vraies mines d'or, un passionné comme beaucoup sur ce forum.

[leclercs]

Il me manque le STUART et celui sur les half-tracks ....

Ce sont de superbes ouvrages, d'une très grande qualité d'impression, on prends du plaisir rien qu'en les ouvrant...

Quand au fond du texte, ce sont des bibles, littéralement parlant ....

Aaaahh des ouvrages de cet acabit sur les tanks français, russes, anglais .... ce serait super!

(PS je ne parle pas des ouvrages sur les chars allmemands: il y ace qu'il faut!)

[UHU]

half track j'ai mais pas Stuart.

[leclercs]

et il te manque lesquels (ils doivent être présent à saumur de toute manière)

[UHU]

A Saumur des Hunnicutt ?????? que nenni ou alors bien planqués..... jamais vu, et puis d'ailleurs je ne sais même pas si ils connaissent.

[leclercs]

Bon, je vais donc, sur testament léguer mes livres au CDB de Saumur !

[UHU]

mauvaise initiative personne parle GB ................et c'est un pote qui prends adjoint à partir de cet été.

[leclercs]

Cela étant dit je suis un modèle 65 j'espère donc que ce testament à le temps d'être peaufiné.

Blague à part, je souhaiterai que ma collection de bouquins se retrouve chez des amateurs qui l'apprécieront et qui l'utiliseront

[Fenrir]

Je vais créer une fondation Air Defense  :lol:

A elle mon Flotte de combat 2008 et mes tonnes de DSI!

[iborg]

Mon stock de Raids et mes Aviation Design des années 90 !

[pascal]

s'il y a une fondation je lui cèderai mes 30 mètres linéaires