A. Stewart MacDonald D.F.C., M.D. C..M. land of my forefathers from the Isle of Skye and as far as Aberdeen and the land of the wild Macdonalds who were Vikings that landed in Ireland. Donald and his four sons had gone to Scotland and started the four clans of Macdonald. After about 36 hours of flying I moved to #10 AFU Dumfries, Scotland. I went to #80 OTU Ossington in April. Here we lined up a crew with F/O Roulston as a Pilot. By this time I was an F/O, the Navigator; Sgt. Gibson the Bomb Aimer; Sgt. Tossell, a Welshman, the Engineer; and Sgt. Fraser the Wireless Operator. All the crew were from Ontario except me and the Engineer who was from Wales, and when he got excited he spoke mostly Welsh. We flew Wellingtons on the station going from 90 miles an hour to 175 mph. It was quite a change; although we got there much faster, we had almost half the wind drift. One time we were sent to France, six of us on a leaflet drop. We were to be given credit for this, which we never got - this was before D-Day. We had no guns on board, and were at the mercy of the German fighters. As we thought we were safe getting back to England, up came the English fighters and knocked out three Wellingtons - the English Pilot thought we were Junkers 88 German fighters which also had four engines. There was quite an inquiry over this - that was my first experience in enemy territory. I do not remember having exams, but according to my log book I made 90 in navigation plotting and 91 in theory although I cannot place myself in the classroom after all these years. When we finished up at that school, the really down to earth training began as we used to have to go out and do bombing on a range. It was quite important that the bomber got the exact wind, direction and heights. Our Bomb Aimer was very exact, and if he 107