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Posted 1 year ago
petey
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Have just found this picture of my Dad at the Royal Air Force gunnery school June 1943, he is the one at the back right of the photograph. Those who saw my earlier posted item, the fuses from the Canadian Aces crashed Spitfire, "scewball" Beurling, will notice this photo was taken the same month that my dad watched him bail out of the stricken Spitfire. This incident was probably watched by some of these other men as well. Sad to say not many survived the war. They were not just British, but airmen from all different countries.
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Love the old photo's thanks for sharing.
Beautiful photo. Thank you.
Thanks for looking, miKKoChristmas11, scandinavian_pieces , walksoftly, Manikin
Thanks for looking everyone, just as a matter of interest, my dad was also a gunner in Liberators, escorting convoys in the north atlantic, (anti submarine patrol) He flew from Iceland at the time. He went on to pilot Shackletons, air sea rescue, and shadowing Russian fleets in the Cold War, His aircraft was almost shot down by a Russian convoy. As he says, they Cold War was not as cold as people think, it was bloody hot in his aircraft when they were shooting at him!!!
Sir, I read Friday's comment yesterday, and wanted to offer words of gratitude for your good father's service, but I could not then and cannot now find suitable words. Your father's generosity, courage, dedication, bitterly hard service, honor, skill - they are all immediately apparent, but there are no words. The same sorrow, reverence, and gratitude that kept me silent when I first viewed the photo six days ago has not left me, and I have no words....Thank you.
Thanks for looking ttomtucker, mrmajestic, packrat-place, mikielikesigns2, Love.anything.old, bratjdd. and thanks for the comment miKKoChristmas11. Another small item of information about my dad’s service. When he was flying Shackletons in the 50,s and 60,s the Royal Air Force had him and his crew fly through radiation clouds, following the testing of Atomic bombs, they were accompanied by civilians in overalls, who did not speak to the crew, and when they returned, the aircraft was thoroughly washed down, the crew was told nothing, and many contracted cancer, as my dad did. Luckily for my dad it was a very slow cancer, others were not so fortunate. I believe this happened to a lot of servicemen, from all countries.