Millie Rexroat Spent Thirty Years on the Ground

Most short biographies of Ola Mildred Rexroat open with the same fact: she was the only Native American woman among the 1,074 Women Airforce Service Pilots of the Second World War. It is a good fact and it is true. My argument today is that it has become the wrong headline, or at least an incomplete one. If you add up the years, the flying was a short episode in a long working life, and most of that life was spent in a room full of radios, keeping other people’s airplanes from hitting each other.

The short part #

Rexroat was born on August 28, 1917, in Argonia, Kansas. Her father was a white newspaper printer and editor who changed jobs often, so the family moved often. Her mother was Oglala Lakota and taught school, and Rexroat spent part of her childhood with her grandmother on the Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota. She later described Pine Ridge as where her roots were. She graduated from St. Mary’s Episcopal Indian School in Springfield, South Dakota, briefly attended a teachers college in Chadron, Nebraska, and earned an art degree from the University of New Mexico at the end of the 1930s. The National Park Service says 1938 and Wikipedia says 1939. After that she worked for the Indian Service on the Navajo Reservation.

She decided to fly while working for the Army engineers who were building airfields around El Paso. According to the Park Service account, flight schools wouldn’t take her unless she owned a plane, belonged to the Civil Air Patrol, or was headed for the WASP. She couldn’t afford a plane, so she paid for lessons out of her wages until she had the 35 hours the WASP required of applicants. She trained at Avenger Field in Sweetwater, Texas. There, underweight trainees reportedly ate fattening food and put sand in their socks to make the minimum weight. She earned her wings and was sent to Eagle Pass Army Air Field on the Mexican border.

At Eagle Pass her job was towing targets. She flew a T-6 trailing a long fabric sleeve on a cable, and male gunnery students fired live ammunition at it, both from other aircraft and from anti-aircraft positions on the ground. Twice the cable was shot through and she lost the target. In an interview quoted by American Indian magazine, she described the students turning in and estimating their angle, with some near misses, and she repeated the line towing pilots used over the radio: “Hey, boys, I’m towing the target — not pushing it!”

Congress then ended the program in December 1944. The sources don’t give exact dates for her training, and they disagree with each other: the Park Service says she was 23 when ordered to Sweetwater in 1944, which doesn’t fit a 1917 birth. Still, by any reading her operational flying lasted months, not years. Her orders said she would be commissioned a second lieutenant, and she never was. WASPs did not get veteran status until 1977, and they received the Congressional Gold Medal in 2009.

The long part #

After the WASP was disbanded, Rexroat became an air traffic controller. She started in San Antonio, where, according to the Park Service, she watched less qualified men get promoted ahead of her. Her later career is where the sources get muddled. Wikipedia describes ten years as a controller at Kirtland Air Force Base in Albuquerque during the Korean War, followed by 33 years with the FAA. The Park Service describes Air Force Reserve service at Kirtland as a fighter controller, then a return to the FAA in Santa Fe and retirement “in the late 1970s.” Thirty-three FAA years starting from 1954 would run to about 1987, so both accounts can’t be exactly right. I can’t settle it from what I found. Whichever is correct, she spent somewhere between three and four decades on the ground directing traffic, against perhaps half a year towing sleeves over the Rio Grande.

The usual claim that she was “one of the first women air traffic controllers” also deserves some care. The FAA’s own history, The First Women Controllers, says women entered towers and centers in large numbers during the war to replace men who had gone into service. It also says the records are too thin to identify who came first. Rexroat wasn’t a lone pioneer in the tower. She was part of a cohort that the war let in. The interesting question about that cohort is what happened to its members when the men came back, and her San Antonio story is one small answer.

Why the headline matters #

Here is where a reader might disagree. The WASP story is the one that gets told. It got the Gold Medal, a 2019 children’s picture book by Traci Sorell (At the Mountain’s Base), and an Arlington burial after a 2016 law reversed a ban on WASP inurnment there. I don’t think that’s wrong, exactly. The program was dramatic, Congress treated its pilots shabbily for 33 years, and the recognition was owed.

But the way she gets commemorated repeats the pattern of how she was treated. In 1944 the military let her into the dramatic job for a few months and then closed the door. The career she then built, over decades and in a field where she was passed over, now appears as a sentence or two near the end of her biographies. Her working life had the same structure as the program: a brief admission to the glamorous work, then a long stretch in work nobody photographs. If the only thing you know about her is the target sleeve, you know what was taken away from her and very little about what she did afterward.

The WASP story also comes with a built-in moral about women being shut out of flying, and that moral is true. The controller story is harder to fold into a neat arc. It’s about someone who wanted to fly, couldn’t afford to keep doing it, and found the nearest job that kept her in aviation. Then she spent a career watching other people fly. The Park Service notes that she rented planes only now and then because of the cost, and that she enjoyed watching a niece learn. I find that more moving than the medal, and more representative of how most careers actually go.

One commemoration gets it right, possibly by accident. In October 2017, a few months after she died in Hot Springs, South Dakota, at 99, Ellsworth Air Force Base dedicated the Millie Rexroat Building, and her son unveiled the plaque. It isn’t a hangar or a fighter squadron. It’s the airfield operations building, where the people who manage the runway and the airspace work. That’s the job she actually did for most of her life.

A caveat about my sources: they are a handful of short institutional profiles that partly copy each other, plus a magazine piece. They disagree on dates, ages, and even the spelling of Kirtland. A full account of her controller career probably exists in FAA personnel records or in oral histories I couldn’t reach, and it could complicate what I’ve said. My point doesn’t depend on those details, though. Whatever the exact dates, the tower years far outnumber the cockpit months, and at the moment the cockpit months get nearly all the attention.

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