My father acquired a 1911 sometime after arriving in New Guinea. I don't believe he was ever issued a weapon. A lifelong hunter, shooter and former state trooper, as late as last year he was still complaining about the hammer bite.
He shot my Colt WWI Repro a few times, but never trusted the hammer.
He enlisted in the Army at the beginning of the war and was sent to flight school where he soon ruptured both ear drums. That was the great disappointment of his life I believe.
The Air Corps then sent him to college for a year in the midwest to study electrical and radar theory and such, etc. and shipped him off as a Tech. Sgt. to the 13th (Jungle) Air Force. They island hopped from New Guinea to the Philippines and at the end of the war he took a slow boat home. They were searched before boarding.
Before he got on the ship he tried to trade his worn flight jacket for a new one, but the armed guards would not allow it. See, they had this pile of stuff they were going to burn. He said it was the size of a barn and they were starting other piles to destroy. There were weapons, new clothes, all sorts of good equipment. He only wanted to a do a straight trade. Nope.
Back in the states they offered him a promotion to Staff Sgt. and tried to assign him to the Pentagon for some oddball reason. He declined the promotion so a guy who wanted a military career could have it and he went home to the family orchard in the Blue Ridge south of Charlottesville. He'd been in for 4 years and 29 days.
John
www.13af.pacaf.af.mil/library/factsheets/factsheet.asp?id=9224
"Originally activated as 13th AF at New Caledonia in the Coral Sea on Jan. 13, 1943, the command began operations as an organization composed of many widely separated and independent units scattered throughout the Pacific. From 1943 to 1945, the 13th AF staged from tropical jungles on more than 40 remote islands, earning the nickname "The Jungle Air Force." "