N. E. Robinson U.S.A.A.C.
HEAVY BOMBER GROUPS of the 15th AIR FORCE
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Another very moving site I came across is "Bracelet in the Sand", additional information on the same story may be found at St. Edmundsbury.
| Fri, 13, Oct, 1944 Target: Blekheimer, Germany Object: Oil Refineries Weather: Hazy Mission credit: Double Bombload: 4,000 lbs Bomb type: 8/500lb demo (rdx) Take off: 06:40 Bomb release: 11:01 Time landed: 14:50 Fly time: 8 hrs/10 mins Flak: HEAVY! INTENSE! ACCURATE! Enemy fighters: 60 reported/ approx. 20 seen Escort: P-38/P-51/P-47 Altitude at bomb release: 30,000 ft Temp at altitude: neg 43 deg. Position: tail # of sortie: 2 # of mission count: 3 Pilot: 1st. Lt. Livers Ship # : 6306 Travel: Flew over Adriatic, Yugoslavia, Austria, Czechoslovakia, Hungary, Poland and Germany Remarks: Mission completed. I don't see how this business can get any rougher. I miss my beautiful bride Virginia and long for the day I return to her. Ship damaged badly from flack. Nerves on end whole 8 hrs. This is a young man's work. That is what we have . All young men.
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A scan of his handwritten journal, done in violation
of military regulations at that time, provides us some insight to
his experience in those dark days. |
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Monday 23, October 1944
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Tuesday 7 Nov, 1944: Target: Maribor, Yugo. Objective: Marshalling yard (troops/material) Weather: bad/hazy low ceiling Sortie: # 6 Bombload: 4,000lbs 8/500 lb demo (rdx) Time of t/o: 0905 Time at target: 12:20 Landed: 1520 Fly time: 6hrs 15 mins Flak: Extremely heavy-intense, very very accurate Enemy fighters: 30 reported/ none seen Escort: P-38/P-51 Altitude: 17,000 (wow.....too damn low for me) Temp: neg 28 deg. Position: tail Pilot: DeKruif (my pal) the best! Ship#: 451 Remarks: Overcast so low we had to fly below. It was so awful. Felt so exposed and open. Briefed for 25,000 ft. I consider us to be very lucky to be alive. Ship full of holes. Flak was accurate due to our altitude. Popped us full of stinking holes God-damn it! I watched 2 ships from our group go down from flak. One spun into the ground, the other burst into a ball of fire mid-air. Only saw total of 5 chutes from the one ship. None from the exploded ship. God help them and bless them all. Ball turret gunner hit by flak. Lost both hands. God help us. God get me home. |
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Here is an additional web page that speaks to some of
the other experiences that these aerial gunners faced. |
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