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Eugene Bullard, aviator born

Eugene Bullard

Eugene Bullard was born on this date in 1895. He was an African American aviator and, according to many, the first Black military pilot.

He was born Eugene Jacques Bullard in Columbus, GA, one of 10 children. His father was known as "Big Chief Ox" and his mother was a Creek Indian. Bullard stowed away on a ship bound for Scotland to escape racial discrimination (he later claimed to have had witnessed his father's narrow escape from lynching as a child). While in the United Kingdom, he worked as a boxer and in a music hall. Living in Paris, he joined the French Foreign Legion upon the outbreak of war in Europe in 1914. Wounded in the 1916 battles around Verdun, and already awarded the Croix de Guerre, Bullard transferred to the Lafayette Flying Corps in the French Aéronautique Militaire.

He was assigned to 93 Spad Squadron on August 17, 1917, where he flew some 20 missions and is thought to have shot down two enemy aircraft. With the entry of the United States into the war, the US Army Air Service convened a medical board in August 1917 for the purpose of recruiting Americans serving in the Lafayette Flying Corps. Although he passed the medical examination, Bullard was not accepted into American service because Blacks were barred from flying in US service at that time. Bullard was discharged from the French Air Force after a fight with an officer while off duty and was transferred back to the French infantry in January 1918, where he served until the Armistice.

Following the end of the war, Bullard remained in Paris working in nightclubs and eventually owned his own. He married the daughter of a French countess but the marriage soon ended in divorce, with Bullard taking custody of their two daughters. His work in nightclubs brought him many famous friends, among them Josephine Baker, Louis Armstrong, and Langston Hughes.

At the beginning of World War II in 1939, Bullard (who knew German), agreed to a French request to spy on German agents frequenting his club in Paris. After the German invasion of France in 1940, Bullard took his daughters and fled south out of Paris. In Orleans he joined a group of soldiers defending the city and was wounded.

He fled to Spain and in July 1940, he returned to America. Bullard spent some time in a hospital in New York for his spinal injury, but he would never fully recover. When seeking work in the United States, he found that the fame in France had become discrimination in New York. He worked as a perfume salesman, a security guard, and as interpreter for Louis Armstrong, but his back injury grew worse. For a time he attempted to regain his nightclub in Paris, but his property had been destroyed during the Nazi occupation, and he settled for a financial settlement from the French government which allowed him to purchase an apartment in Harlem.

In the 1950s, Bullard's daughters had married, and he lived alone in his Harlem apartment, which was decorated with pictures of the famous people he had known, and with a framed case containing his 15 French war medals. His final job was as an elevator operator at the Rockefeller Center, where his fame as the “Black Swallow of Death” was unknown.

In 1954, the French government invited Bullard to Paris to participate in rekindling the everlasting flame at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier under the Arc de Triomphe and in 1959, he was made a chevalier (knight) of the Legion of Honor. Even so, the last years of his life were spent in relative obscurity and poverty in New York City where he died of stomach cancer on October 12, 1961.

He was buried with honors by French War Officers in the French War Veteran's section of the Flushing Cemetery in New York. In 1972, his exploits as a pilot were put in print with the book "The Black Swallow of Death." On August 23, 1994, 33 years after his death, and 77 years to the day after his rejection for U.S. military service in 1917, Eugene Bullard was posthumously commissioned as a 2nd Lieutenant in the U.S. Air Force.

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