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South Pacific '42 cont.

This was the day Elizabeth was referring to in comments of 1/19. I don't know what "Buttons" means, but assume it is a code name for some location.

December 16, 1942

"Flew with Capt. H. P. Hinsley. 6 - B17 took off (from) Buttons, went to Minga Point and bombed each ship. Dropped 20 - 100 lb fragmentation bombs, encountered many Zero fighters. Our crew shot down 3 - I manned twin 50's in radio operators gun - used up both cases of ammunition - think possible hit a Zero - at least he didn't come in and peeled off in other direction.

Capt Hyalind plane was shot down, made a good water landing - I saw it. All men got out onto life rafts. No. 1 and 2 engines were shot up bad, gasoline pouring out. PBX picked up all men on life rafts about 30 miles from Minga Point and were down at Guadacanal by 7 PM. None injured seriously - just minor contusions and lacerations.

Flying time 6 hours.

... Hyalind plane broke in 5 pieces at junction of fuselage and radio operators room, at ball turret and in bombay.

5 bullet holes were put in Capt Hensley's plane - no one injured - one engine on our plane ? run away prop and was feathered. Zeroes do not show up when our bombers have fighter escort."

I know my dad could do this because he had a lot of internal strength, but it is hard to imagine because he was such a sweet, gentle man. Of course, being in this situation he didn't have much choice. An interesting point is that he did not have to go to WWII - he had previously fulfilled his military obligation - he enlisted in the Army.

Comments (4)

Elizabeth:

I think the word that should replace the question mark is simply "had". Would you agree with that, Mom?

I loved reading these last night & was v. pleased my papa scanned the whole thing in and sent them to me; lots of work for him to do.

Jfer:

I'm enjoying then entries from your father's diary as well.

I can imagine how fascinating it must be for you. You're getting to meet the man who became your father. Even if he had been a loquacious person, you probably still wouldn't have gotten the portrait of him that his journal leaves behind.

I'm looking forward to reading more.

Cynthia:

As I understand it doctors automatically went in as officers - I think he ended up a Lieut. Colonel.

Thanks for reading them - it is a treasure to read the diary since he never talked about his war experiences; however, he didn't talk a whole lot anyway. Too bad I wasn't mature enough before he died to get him to talk about that part of his life.

Leah:

I think the memoirs of your father's war-time is a real treasure. I anticipate more of his entries; they are interesting. I'm assuming your dad was in the Army Air Corp? Enlisted or Officer
?

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