Blood Chit

[Merc]

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One more cool item to add to my collection of WW2 memorabilia. I bought it at an estate sale on Saturday. It’s known as a Blood Chit. It’s made of leather and was sewn on the back of a flight jacket during WW2 and identifies the wearer in Chinese as a friendly foreign combatant who should be helped if his plane was shot down or forced to land in China. This one is nicely framed and is in excellent condition. Now I have to find a place to hang it. Some have been sold on eBay so they’re not exactly rare.

[Vern Humphrey]

They're a find thing to have. Each man issued a blood chit was given a secret number. If someone helped him, he could write out an order to reward that person and use the number to authenticate it.

[tmark]

Did not the Doolittle raiders have these???

[Merc]

Did not the Doolittle raiders have these???

I would have to think they would. How about the Flying Tigers?

Edit: The Flying Tigers chit did not have an American flag.

[Major Tom]

That is really neat! Thanks for posting.

[Clark Howard]

Every pilot in Vietnam was issued a blood chit. The three items in the survival vest that Uncle wanted back were the radio, the pistol, and the blood chit. Regards, Clark

[m1ashooter]

Very nice find.

[Merc]

I actually went to this estate sale to look at three milsurp rifles: M1 Carbine, Mauser and Rem 03-A3. I was prepared for the selling prices which were premium plus. Unfortunately, the stocks sported a coat of varnish which turned off most of the crowd members who came to look at them, myself included. Still, they were all purchased within 30 minutes. I continued looking throughout the house and saw several large hinged shadow boxes that used to be filled with WW2 shoulder patches and medals but now were empty. I probably spent too much time looking at the rifles. I’m guessing the Blood Chit was still hanging on the wall because few people knew what it was and were not aware of its significance.

[bdm]

WOW! That is really nice thanks for posting

[Sako]

I actually went to this estate sale to look at three milsurp rifles: M1 Carbine, Mauser and Rem 03-A3. I was prepared for the selling prices which were premium plus. Unfortunately, the stocks sported a coat of varnish which turned off most of the crowd members who came to look at them, myself included. Still, they were all purchased within 30 minutes. I continued looking throughout the house and saw several large hinged shadow boxes that used to be filled with WW2 shoulder patches and medals but now were empty. I probably spent too much time looking at the rifles. I’m guessing the Blood Chit was still hanging on the wall because few people knew what it was and were not aware of its significance.

Wow how cool and sad this is. It is so neat that these great men have been scattered throughout our society almost invisible to the world, but now he is gone.

[barretcreek]

Very nice, good find.

[Vern Humphrey]

They were amazing. For example, ever watch "Green Acres" on TV? The star of that show, Eddie Albert, is the man who found the gap in the reef at Tarawa and shuttled stranded marines from the reef to the beach, bringing back wounded on the return trip -- under fire all the way.

[Allen]

They were amazing. For example, ever watch "Green Acres" on TV? The star of that show, Eddie Albert, is the man who found the gap in the reef at Tarawa and shuttled stranded marines from the reef to the beach, bringing back wounded on the return trip -- under fire all the way.

One of my favorite shows.

A lot of actors and actresses served in WW2 and had a heroic past that they didn't broadcast to boost their careers. They served because they wanted to. The old Hollywood was part of The Greatest Generation. The current Hollywood would disgrace a septic tank full of s**t.

[Vern Humphrey]

One of my favorite shows.

A lot of actors and actresses served in WW2 and had a heroic past that they didn't broadcast to boost their careers. They served because they wanted to. The old Hollywood was part of The Greatest Generation. The current Hollywood would disgrace a septic tank full of s**t.

You're right. In those days, they understood duty and service to country. Nowadays they only understand "gimmee."

[S.A. Boggs]

One of my favorite shows.

A lot of actors and actresses served in WW2 and had a heroic past that they didn't broadcast to boost their careers. They served because they wanted to. The old Hollywood was part of The Greatest Generation. The current Hollywood would disgrace a septic tank full of s**t.

Please, don't disgrace my septic tank...@ least my septic tank serves a useful purpose and my homestead needs it.
Sam

[Merc]

I go to a WW2 D-Day re-enactment every August in Conneaut, Ohio and see many WW2 veterans walking around and willing to talk about their war experiences. Last year, I had the pleasure of talking with an Army vet who walked up to me with his wife and asked me if I knew what a bazooka was. I said I did and asked him if that was his weapon in combat. He replied in the affirmative and proceeded to tell me about how his job was to destroy the treads on a German tank with his bazooka rendering it immobile. He laughed saying how they could only go in circles with one tread missing. I realized while I was talking to him that he was probably in his mid 90s. I looked for him this year but didn’t see him.

[Vern Humphrey]

I'm a member of a veteran's organization that has some interesting people. One of the members in my chapter (sadly deceased now) was a member of the 503rd Parachute Infantry. They jumped onto the Rock, Corregidor. The drop zones were so small the Navy had PT boats circling the Rock -- when a paratrooper missed the drop zone, they'd dash over and try to snag the canopy of his parachute -- otherwise, he'd go straight to the bottom.

When the jump ended, the half-drowned paratroops in the PT boats saw a beach at the foot of the Rock and began shouting, "Land us there! Land us there!"

Many of them had no weapons -- they had cut everything away as a matter of survival. Coming out of the water, the men who were unarmed gathered arms full of rocks. They fought their way in, cleared the lower level and started up the stairs -- and met the rest of the regiment coming down.

I can't tell you how it feels to know a man who made a parachute assault and an amphibious assault on the same morning, and stormed a Japanese fortress armed only with rocks.