When I got to the hangar on Sunday evening I walked straight to the nose of Ol'927 and looked at the bomb sight for some reason. I didn't know why then, but after Ellen called me last night the reason is clear. A good friend of mine, Wayne Allen, had passed away at 89 years of age on Saturday, and she had just read the obituary.
http://www.mccookgazette.com/story/1312223.html
When I first met Wayne we were at a McCook Army Air Base reunion. Someone suggested I visit with this quiet, unassuming gentleman walking through the hangar where we set up displays for the get-together. We introduced ourselves, and when Wayne found out I was an airplane mechanic he really opened up. It seems that he scored very highly in technical subjects during his training (farmkids like machinery), and his first assignment was to work with Sperry on the S-series bombsight and its integration with the A-series autopilot. The government decided to equip some B-24s with the Sperry sight due to a possible shortage of Nordens, and Wayne was a 2nd Lt. in the development program. He told me that the airplanes his test unit was assigned were some of the very early Ford-built B-24Es, and one of his friends was lost on a test hop when the tail failed on the E they were flying. After a period with the Sperry folks, Wayne was assigned to the 445th B.G. and went to Tibenham as an Ordance Officer. The 445th was originally equipped with Liberators mounting the Sperry sight that Wayne was an expert on.
Like most veterans, Wayne didn't tell a lot of stories, but he was fond of describing the incredible English weather. He and another officer were assigned to the Security Detail one night at Tibenham, and as they were walking the perimeter to check on guardposts, Wayne's buddy walked into the south end of a northbound horse! Wayne told me you could smell the pony but couldn't see him until contact was made!
Wayne took hundreds of remarkable photos of men, places, and airplanes from his time in England and "smuggled" the negatives home after the war. He started to develop them a few years! ago, and maybe someday I'll get permission to share some of them here.
Farewell, my friend.