WTG, Doc.. Add 'JUMP RIGHT OUT AND COUNT TO FOUR', to that.
I never jumped a 141, but I did the 119, 123, 124, 130, Huey,and of all things a C-46. As I recall, after you got to your unit after jump school, the idea was to not stand in the door, more a steady stream to see which side could un-ass the the aircraft the quickest. One second you're all standing like a big Dagwood sandwich, the next you got a canopy over your head.. The whole thing has to be one of the best rushes on God's green earth.
Airborne, Sir...

All th' way..
Dean, I was in the next to the last class, before they closed the school at Ft Bragg. 'Did basic trng at Benning, though.
I hated those long flights on winter days after a cold front had moved through. 'Almost always, turned whatever you were flying, into a vomity comet. One guy would throw up and before you knew it the floor was slick with puke. I never lost it, in the 20 or so jumps I made, but I chocked it back down more than once..
Great picture, BTW DT.. Brings back a lot of memories. Thanks for posting it.
