By Lzmd and By Air

Hull called in the afternoon looking for Ken, I told him he was around and I would have him call back. So, within ten minutes, I got in touch with him in London and he was talking to Chester, who never found out that he was not on the station.

The next day the C/O. of the English station, Withersfield, told us to be in our plane at 7 AM next morning and that he would check. I had to arrange with the cook in order to make breakfast for the crew. We were in our plane and it was so cold, the Pilot would have to start up the plane to get some heat. At 11:00 AM we were called to come into the control tower for heat. They kept calling the Ghost Squadron for permission to land in the fog. All the Pilot wanted was to get off and he would land somewhere else. At noon we took off, and it took seven attempts to make a landing in the fog.

THE BATTLE OF THE BULGE

Coming on to the last of the war, Hitler felt that if he put his eggs in one basket, he could repeat the almost defeat of the Allies at the end of the last war. He thought he could divide the British and the Americans and win the best seaport in Holland. For a very short time, things looked bad for the Allies, especially due to the very heavy fog. We would line up on the runway, waiting to take off, when the flash would go up, ”Flight cancelled" - what a loud cheering of the crews as they headed to the mess for a big drunk, to relax the tension of another flight. At last the fog seemed to lift and we took off, but when we got there, the fog was too thick and we had to bring our fused bombs back. I can tell you, the Pilots were careful landing with fully fused bombs - no one wanted that sudden bump. The

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