I don’t know who first had the idea to have people jump out of airplanes in order to reach (more easily, relatively speaking) the forest fires they were trying to fight. But now I know who first executed the idea. On July 12, 1920, “the completely new science of smokejumping” was born when 28-year-old Earl Cooley stepped out into the air over western Montana. He would do it again and again — and train and supervise many other brave souls — for 22 years.
In its obituary on November 28, 2009, The Economist told Mr. Cooley’s life story, whose “hardscrabble” beginnings in the Bitteroot Mountains formed a man completely at home in the wild, on the ground, working “his patch.” ”The epitome of the old-fashioned ranger,” Mr. Cooley was a natural fit with the Forest Service, and with forests come forest fires. But smokejumping?
Knowing as I do some dear, dear people — including my son, the dearest — who have fought forest fires, The Economist’s description of Mr. Cooley’s motivation rang true: “The jumpers were firefighters first and foremost: young men impatient to get to a fire.” And if jumping gets you there faster …