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This particular day he was ordered to go out on patrol, NO BELLY TANKS. A lot of times we kept belly tanks installed, full and ready for a mission. A LONG haul meant either 8 or 9 or sometimes 10 hours of flight, sitting on your BUTT , confined to a CHAIR in a FIGHTER which meant some times you had to PEE in your pants cause there was вЂњNOвЂќ relief tube for the pilot to UTILIZE. I used to put candy and gum and other such things in the cockpit for him when he went out on a long haul. Banks.Lt Banks was a nice guy (kid). Divide And Conquer 21 War Games For Pc Mac Before I get too engrossed in a story or two, I want to recognize my two pilots.

I learned to fly, or got my 3rd class in 1947 and I often wonder what Lt Banks last few minutes were like.CAPT. So what happened? HE WAS LOST AT SEA !!!!! Not enough fuel, poor kid. Some time later the weather closed in and covered the island, and that left BANKS blind to where the runway was. Well he started engines, taxied out and took off.

Laven had asked me to replace it. We (notice I said WE) had a broken rear view mirror on OUR P-38 and Capt. The last time I saw him, he was a Capt.I have a story about him and his CaptвЂ™s bars.

Laven just rolled up his collar and showed those 40 miles of bright shinning railroad track. Started to work again and sure enough the M/Sgt came roaring out of the shack once more and started telling us how he was going to HANG OUR BUTTS.Now the fun part, Capt. Well here we came - me with tools in hand and Laven with вЂњ AUTHORITY вЂњ. Wore a sheep skin flying jacket with his BARS on the UNDER side of the collar. I left and proceeded to find вЂњMYвЂќ Captain LAVEN.The Capt. Tools in hand I located one on a ship that had belly landed.I got busy removing the mirror and some M/Sgt came ROARING out of the salvage hut and pronounced in no uncertain terms to get my hands off that mirror and get the HELL out of there.

I donвЂ™t know where all the money came from, I can only guess that the officers kicked in some ?. He took a C-47 and flew back to Anchorage, bought enough liquor to give each enlisted man a 1/5th (quart). As the story went, he thought our moral was LOW and wanted to-do something to pick it up. We went home with our mirror and every one was happy, (well almost every one ).DonвЂ™t ask me what our CO'S name was on ADAK because itвЂ™s been to long and I wasnвЂ™t his bosom buddy any how.

I can only tell you about our Quonset hut. (at least mine was).Did we have a party, man o man. If you wanted a bottle, you came and picked up what you wanted - it was free.

As for the wrestling that went on, no one really got hurt. They came down with a crash and rolled NORTH and SOUTH. Then some one said something somebody didnвЂ™t like and it went from there.We had two coal stoves in the hut for heat and of course they were full of BLACK SOOT.

So over it went, stoves reset, bunks in order, beds made, and guess what, the WHITEST, CLEANEST, looking floor you ever saw.In comes the C/O for inspection, (maybe he just heard about our floor). ( The floor was Вѕ inch by 4ft by 4ft ply board not nailed down, but fit together like a gig saw puzzle. Then some one turned on a вЂњLIGHT-BULBвЂќ in his head and suggested turning the floor over. To no avail, the floor was BLACK_BLACK_BLACK !!!!!!!. When the fun was over we looked around and some one said вЂњget a mopвЂќ.

So we went to glass containers.Terry sold a 1/5th for $100.00 DOLLARS. We tried aluminum water jug, but that just melted, slowly, and we ended up getting sick. We could only buy a 1/5th, IFвЂ”IFвЂ”IF you had a bottle or container. He must have had connections with the hospital because about once a month he came home with a 5 GAL.

There we were, with our heads all looking skywards trying to see it all. The battle took place right over the beach where our revetments were, on the Island of UMNAK. It was 180 PROOF.Those guys from our sister SQDNвЂќS, 37th and 38th , that went to England and worked on their aircraft with Natzi bombs falling around, then at night , went to bed with a nice soft warm body , had it made, yeah they saw it rough?.The only battle I ever saw was between two jap fighters and two P-40вЂ™s. He drank it straight, boy IвЂ™ll bet he has no belly left today. One guy would buy a beer bottle full for $25.00 then nurse it for a week. There was no other place to spend our money, no P/X, no girls, no anything.

The astonishing part was that they were so low to the ground we could see the pilot twist around in his chair, because thatвЂ™s where the prop chewed thru the ship, INCHES behind the pilot. The lower P-40 prop cut the top P-40 absolutely in two. The P-40 following #1 Jap pulled up sharply right under his buddy. Then dive back down again to elude their pursuer.Well one Jap came barreling by at about 200 feet P-40 in pursuit, from a 90 degree angle comes #2 at about 500 feet. The JapвЂ™s had been trying to stay together because they would dive and come toward each other, and then climb back up.

IвЂ™ll never forget that young manвЂ™s face as he turned and looked out at the blue sky and hard ground.Well gang - ItвЂ™s been nice talking with you again, see ya soon вЂ“ I hope. The other P-40 spewed steam from antifreeze and smoke from oil lines that were crushed, and fluttered like a leaf and settled down to the water. It all happened in seconds. The pilot was killed, not by the crash, but by drowning or the drop into the water.