Ed Davis, 67; Navy Captain Was Held Captive in Vietnam

Capt. Davis flew 57 combat missions off the aircraft carrier Oriskany during the Vietnam War before being shot down in his A-1 Skyraider on Aug. 26, 1965. After spending the night in a rainy ditch accompanied by a large snake, he was captured and marched for 19 days to Hanoi.

Until his release Feb. 12, 1973, he was a prisoner of war at the “Hanoi Hilton” prison compound. A common torture, he said, was an arm contortion known as the “rope trick,” in which his arms were forced behind his back and toward his head.

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