Woodrow was a pilot during WWII. He was flying patrol over access to the Panama Canal when his plane suddenly left formation and plunged to the earth. Those flying in the group indicated it appeared to be a sudden medical issue which caused death or loss of consciousness.
The following is a letter written by Woodrow's father, Theodore Yarbrough, to his surviving children after receiving news of his son's death on Sunday afternoon, Sept. 13, 1942.
Dear Children,
The sand in the hour glass moves with each passing minute, and as I write, many hours have passed since our Knight of the Silver Wing went on the last long ride, and the only thing we have now to recall are those joyous days lived together....
We must think that if Woody had to go, the tender hands of a friendly people administered the last sad rites. You no doubt have located on the map the city where his body lies - Ahuacapan, on the borderline of Guatemala and El Salvador.
Though we are saddened, we must remember that the summit of the hill is yet ahead for us, and we must climb, each building his own ladder, and we would have that ladder reach all the way to where Woodrow dwells with his brother and sainted mother. We cannot call him back...but we can live and seek to, in every honorable way, make such contributions that we can to make the world better than the place we found when we entered the drama of life...
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First Lieutenant (Active Duty)
Unit: 3rd Ferrying Group, US Army Air Corps
Wars: World War II
Marker: 5323
Date of Birth: January 21, 1918
Date of Death: September 7, 1942
Section: C
Row: 2
Grave: 40
(Thanks to Contributor, 'ShanO' for the grave location specifics.)
Remarks: Woody was 24 years old, on active duty as a First Lieutenant with the 3rd Ferrying Group, U.S. Army Air Corps. He died on September 7, 1942 from an aircraft crash at El Salvador and was buried at the Corozal American Cemetery in Panama City, Panama.
The following is a letter written by Woodrow's father, Theodore Yarbrough, to his surviving children after receiving news of his son's death on Sunday afternoon, Sept. 13, 1942.
Dear Children,
The sand in the hour glass moves with each passing minute, and as I write, many hours have passed since our Knight of the Silver Wing went on the last long ride, and the only thing we have now to recall are those joyous days lived together....
We must think that if Woody had to go, the tender hands of a friendly people administered the last sad rites. You no doubt have located on the map the city where his body lies - Ahuacapan, on the borderline of Guatemala and El Salvador.
Though we are saddened, we must remember that the summit of the hill is yet ahead for us, and we must climb, each building his own ladder, and we would have that ladder reach all the way to where Woodrow dwells with his brother and sainted mother. We cannot call him back...but we can live and seek to, in every honorable way, make such contributions that we can to make the world better than the place we found when we entered the drama of life...
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First Lieutenant (Active Duty)
Unit: 3rd Ferrying Group, US Army Air Corps
Wars: World War II
Marker: 5323
Date of Birth: January 21, 1918
Date of Death: September 7, 1942
Section: C
Row: 2
Grave: 40
(Thanks to Contributor, 'ShanO' for the grave location specifics.)
Remarks: Woody was 24 years old, on active duty as a First Lieutenant with the 3rd Ferrying Group, U.S. Army Air Corps. He died on September 7, 1942 from an aircraft crash at El Salvador and was buried at the Corozal American Cemetery in Panama City, Panama.
Woodrow was a pilot during WWII. He was flying patrol over access to the Panama Canal when his plane suddenly left formation and plunged to the earth. Those flying in the group indicated it appeared to be a sudden medical issue which caused death or loss of consciousness.
The following is a letter written by Woodrow's father, Theodore Yarbrough, to his surviving children after receiving news of his son's death on Sunday afternoon, Sept. 13, 1942.
Dear Children,
The sand in the hour glass moves with each passing minute, and as I write, many hours have passed since our Knight of the Silver Wing went on the last long ride, and the only thing we have now to recall are those joyous days lived together....
We must think that if Woody had to go, the tender hands of a friendly people administered the last sad rites. You no doubt have located on the map the city where his body lies - Ahuacapan, on the borderline of Guatemala and El Salvador.
Though we are saddened, we must remember that the summit of the hill is yet ahead for us, and we must climb, each building his own ladder, and we would have that ladder reach all the way to where Woodrow dwells with his brother and sainted mother. We cannot call him back...but we can live and seek to, in every honorable way, make such contributions that we can to make the world better than the place we found when we entered the drama of life...
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First Lieutenant (Active Duty)
Unit: 3rd Ferrying Group, US Army Air Corps
Wars: World War II
Marker: 5323
Date of Birth: January 21, 1918
Date of Death: September 7, 1942
Section: C
Row: 2
Grave: 40
(Thanks to Contributor, 'ShanO' for the grave location specifics.)
Remarks: Woody was 24 years old, on active duty as a First Lieutenant with the 3rd Ferrying Group, U.S. Army Air Corps. He died on September 7, 1942 from an aircraft crash at El Salvador and was buried at the Corozal American Cemetery in Panama City, Panama.
The following is a letter written by Woodrow's father, Theodore Yarbrough, to his surviving children after receiving news of his son's death on Sunday afternoon, Sept. 13, 1942.
Dear Children,
The sand in the hour glass moves with each passing minute, and as I write, many hours have passed since our Knight of the Silver Wing went on the last long ride, and the only thing we have now to recall are those joyous days lived together....
We must think that if Woody had to go, the tender hands of a friendly people administered the last sad rites. You no doubt have located on the map the city where his body lies - Ahuacapan, on the borderline of Guatemala and El Salvador.
Though we are saddened, we must remember that the summit of the hill is yet ahead for us, and we must climb, each building his own ladder, and we would have that ladder reach all the way to where Woodrow dwells with his brother and sainted mother. We cannot call him back...but we can live and seek to, in every honorable way, make such contributions that we can to make the world better than the place we found when we entered the drama of life...
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First Lieutenant (Active Duty)
Unit: 3rd Ferrying Group, US Army Air Corps
Wars: World War II
Marker: 5323
Date of Birth: January 21, 1918
Date of Death: September 7, 1942
Section: C
Row: 2
Grave: 40
(Thanks to Contributor, 'ShanO' for the grave location specifics.)
Remarks: Woody was 24 years old, on active duty as a First Lieutenant with the 3rd Ferrying Group, U.S. Army Air Corps. He died on September 7, 1942 from an aircraft crash at El Salvador and was buried at the Corozal American Cemetery in Panama City, Panama.
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1LT, 3 AAF FERRY GP WORLD WAR II - Additional Record: Service No. (ASN): O-434203
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