Oct 28, 1945: Back to Flying Tomorrow

October 28, 1945 Envelope

Oct. 28, 1945

St. Trond, Belgium

Dear Mom & Dad,

Just another short note tonite. As usual theres not much to say for I haven’t been doing anything.

Not even any mail to answer. Nobody has gotten any again, for the last three days. That always makes the trops happy.

Just got back a couple of hrs. ago from Hasselt. Have been up there since Fri. afternoon. Had another pass & spent it at Toni’s place.October 28, 1945 page 1

Their whole family was there today. That is their immediate family. Her brother is home on leave. He’s getting his discharge in a couple of days I guess. He’s been in the Belgium Army a little less than a year. It was Toni’s mothers birthday today so I got her a pretty potted plant. She’s quite woman. One of those that can’t do enough for you.

Spent most of my pass around the house there doing a lot of nothing & sleeping till about 10:30 or 11:00 in the morning.

Next Evening: See if I can’t get this finished tonite. I got listening to a play over the radio last nite & forgot to finish what I’d started.

Spent another busy day today doing nothing. Took an hr. of link & thats about all.

Finally got a little mail today. Two letters from the gal in London but not a darn thing from the states.

Guess I’ll have to go back to flying tomorrow. Am scheduled as 1st pilot on a camera mission. Don’t guess I’ve flown for over a week now. About 9 days I think.

I see by the paper if I was back in the states I wouldn’t have too much trouble getting a discharge. Seems as though the air corps is getting rid of pilots with 44 or more points.

Think I’ll sign off. Should write to Little Rock & the gal in London. Nite

Lots of love,


What’s Happening

I remember one flight in particular, it was performed over and near the Alps.  We had already been photographing about 3 hours, when all of a sudden–on the intercom–“Lt., are we supposed to bail out??”  (What the He–!)  “No– there’s no problem!!”     “Then what’s the alarm bell ringing for??”  I looked down by my left leg, and sure enough, both the switch guard and switch were in the on position!!  I quickly switched it off–it didn’t sound in the cockpit, for that was where the only switch was.

Apparently, when I was stretching or moving around, I’d accidently turned it on!!  How?? I don’t know, for it had a guard plate over it so that it “couldn’t” be turned on accidently!!  I  found out that the crew, on hearing the alarm, had quickly put on their chutes, made their way back to the waist door and were about to bail out when one of them said, “Maybe we better check with the pilot, to see  why we’re bailing out, the plane seems to be flying ok to me.” 

I’m sure glad he did, for it’s possible I wouldn’t have known they were gone, until I got back to the Base and amongst other things, I wouldn’t have had the slightest idea of where to tell anybody to start looking for them!!    Only rarely, did I get out of the pilots seat while on a flight, and unless I called someone on the intercom, I assumed everybody was in their assigned place!

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