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Deeply disturbing.
My dad flew B-17s in this horrific war. 52 missions. No wonder he became alcoholic. Most certainly in order to SLEEP. He, like so many of his fellow flyers, was not allowed to grieve his traumas. Wasnât âmanlyâ to cry.
May we never again allow such atrocities to besmirch Mother Earth and her children.
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My great uncle was a radio man in a B17. The only time, and the only thing he said about the war, was that people have no idea how horrifying it is to hear your friends falling 5 miles down and usually on fire. He said that they usually screamed out for their mothers. You could see that he always had it on his mind by how he would stare vacantly at nothing. That being said, he was a gentle and kind man. I miss him, and hope that he now has peace.
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My dad went into the US Army Air Force after the first semester of his junior year of college. After going through training as a bombardier (he was 20 years old), he was sent to England and was stationed at Deenethorpe with the 401st BG in England. Their crews participated in many bombing missions. Their worst mission was on Politz, Germany in October 1944. That was one day after they participated in the second attack on Schweinfurt, Germany. The 401st were attacked by fighters and the flak was very heavy. Five crews didn't make it back to England, including my Dad's unit. His crew and one of the other crews flew to Sweden and were there for the rest of the war. The other 3 had been shot down. Only one of them had evidently had some guys get out by parachute. The rest of them probably were either killed when it crashed or ended up POWs. Those who saw the planes go down saw damage around the bomb bay area. Since that was my Dad's position, I suspect that my father was very lucky that he wasn't killed that day. A lot of our dads didn't talk much about what it was like on those bombing missions they went on. There were too many men that didn't make it back or were killed. Most of them were in their early 20s. Unlike a lot of others here, my father rejoined the USAF after he finished his engineering degree and worked as a civilian for a year. He served 28 years all together. He decided that he wanted to go into the Aeronautical Systems Division of the Air Force and they sent him to MIT to get training in aeronautical engineering, and they used his experience as a bombardier in WW2, as most of his projects involved precision bombing. Dad flew his entire time in the Air Force, especially afther he married and had a family, he wanted the extra money to support us.
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Don't forget that the British Bomber Command alone suffered 44% casualties - 55,000 out of 125,000 aircrew who served, and then add the USAAF crews to that total as well - these British and Commonwealth airmen flew night after night (or day after day for the USAAF) and well-knew the terrible odds facing them! Yet they alone, out of all the Allied personnel involved in WW2, were denied a Campaign Star or even a clasp on their Air Crew Europe Star medal!
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My Dad flew in Halifax bombers on the 1000 bomber raids. He was a radio operator. Stationed in Yorkshire, in that cluster of air stations, part of 102 Squadron. A sergeant, because all members of the flight teams were sergeants and up. Going through his papers, I found a tiny picture of him in uniform, the only one I've ever seen. He was 18. He kept the bullet that zoomed past him and embedded itself into his radio. After the war, he refused to fly again because he'd used up his luck, he said. Britain bombed at night, the US teams during the day. They kept themselves going with uppers and downers, issued by the RAF and USAAF. He used to show us his appendix scar and say it saved his life, because he was in hospital with peritonitis when his crew went out and got shot down. I tried to check that, but it's pretty much impossible.
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@Tld0026
3 months ago
My uncle was a b17 pilot in England. He survived barely, came home and never got into a airplane again. Drove a RV everywhere. I never understood it but it was his service photos hanging on the wall that had me intrigued so today I fly planes for work and think about him often. There was a price paid by these men, even the ones that survived.
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