mynikonf2
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He wouldn't understand why, though I wish I could; he passed away last August.
It took my whole lifetime to collect most of his 'war stories', which came out in bits and pieces. We'd be doing something together and out of the blue, he'd smile and shake his head and tell me one about a famous "guest" mission leader who became unhinged over the radio when they entered the bomb run. Or, how a 2000lb bomb hung on its shackles (yes, they comically tried to get it out of the open bomb bay) and it had to ride all the way home, only to come loose the moment the tires kissed the runway, tearing off the bay doors and tumbling alongside the plane at 100 mph on rollout, somehow missing the plane, entirely. Crazy, random stuff. I don't know how anyone survived WWII.
I found these pictures in a box of this things. He said that they scattered a few cameras around the plane every mission to have the crew take pictures of anything of interest or significant. I *think* it was a Fairchild K-20, but I'm not sure. The size would be right for contact prints of the above. I think they added the imprint data during printing.
- Charlie
Sorry to hear that he has passed away.
I do know what you mean about hearing your Dad's story in bits & pieces. My Dad has been doing the same thing with me & more so now that Mom is gone. It's almost like he has decided that he can now tell me things that he could not with Mom still around. During the A & later H bomb testing, that took place after the end of the war, he was a flight engineer on a Navy Martin PBM Mariner. Their duty before the detonation would be to ferry the locals out of the test area & so the plane would be full of them and their chickens, goats, pigs, you name it. The plane's bilge would also be full of the excited animals "stuff" 😱😡 with a smell that would linger for weeks afterwards. He said that as they would be taking off, sometimes having to use JATO to lift out of smaller lagoons, the roar of the rockets would almost be matched by the screams of islanders & the animals. After what seemed like an eternity, the plane would lift out of the water trailing smoke & tons of feathers that would pour out of every open hatch or window. After the test their duty was to fly through the airspace over the test site & collect fallout samples with a screened basket device mounted under both wings. Upon their return they would be examined with Geiger counters, they'd turn in the dose badges and then shower. Basically the same thing would be happening to the plane, but with one major exception. When the plane finally became too "hot" it was sunk in the lagoon and they'd have a new plane. 😀