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Dear Roy, Sir... tks for the approval to work up an article for the newsletter. I'll get on it now and let you read it when done before submission.
Thanks for the photo of LAURA. This is 44-8796 Fuselage KY-F 'Freddy'. She belonged to the 366th Sqn, sister Squadron to your 365th. She was a PFF Pathfinder equipped with H2x Radar. As with many ships with H2x, she was used by many crews from across the Squadrons at Chelveston. Because H2x were special, if a Squadron was short of a plane to lead a mission, they used whatever was available.
I appreciated your comments on Operations duties when you were recovering from the Estampe mission wounds. Especially the 'Blonde in the cot'.
From several independent sources:- In the LeMay era beginning of 1943, the accommodating of females on the barrack communal sites was very common. However it became such a problem, things came to a head one day when an important and regretfully unannounced visitor arrived.
As often happened, an unscheduled group inspection was raised by the Inspector General, 8th AF Bomber Command Pinetree High Wycombe. The General arrived, and radioed for a jeep to pick him up from the C-47 he'd just landed in. He immediately ordered 'a tour' of the base and the many sites around the perimeter. Well.... it was around Noon and he was just making his way from the Main site B Communal site housing the mess hall, PX, Gym, 'O' Club etc.. and about to pass a Squadron site (name and number withheld) When the General turned his head and caught between the hawthorne hedge an amazing sight. He immediately slammed his hand on the windsheild and order his driver to stop, and back up. In doing so, he found the gap in the hedge once more, and saw before his eyes.... a washing line hung between two sets of tar and paper barrack huts. On the line... were several pairs of ladies under garments! Feeling his blood pressure rise, the General ordered his driver to enter the site, stopping at the first hut. Things got even worse. There on the step of that first hut was a partly clothed young lady, clearly only just out of bed! 'Hello love', she says, looking up with an innocent smile towards the General, who is swaying on his toes in complete disbelief. 'And who are you??!!??' The General bellows! 'Oh' the girls replies, still smiling and totally oblivious to him or his rank. 'My names Mavis, and I live here......!!!' BOOOOOOMMMM! Mavis was not alone, and upon hearing the raised voices, several other girls appeared at the next hut and open windows. Some say there were a dozen or more ladies spread over several huts; a real community and 'home from home', keeping house and waiting for their men to return home later that evening.
The story goes, the General headed straight to Le May and they had quite an exchange of views for a few minutes. Although only a Colonel (then) he gave as good as he got and more. The upshot of those exchanges was an order was put out that very afternoon, that ALL guests MUST be off the camp by 2300hrs, PERIOD. Many have said that while Le May towed the 'official' line and made the order, he also cut some slack and didnt deny all privileges to his airmen, specifically combat crews. Often known as a stern man, with no humanity, it seems the actions and his defence of his men that afternoon is contrary to such a belief. Iron Ass by name, but certainly not true in many incidences. He knew the stresses of combat and the exuberance of youth, which most of the aircrews were. Many of them actually considered such 'comforts' to be essential to the war effort, even though it wasnt in the official military code. Whether right or not in a military environment, it did happen. Whilst a repeat of so many girls living at one time may not have been repeated again, it did never the less happen right through those years of operations at Chelveston. Roy's recollection of just one example in 1944, would appear to uphold this fact.
I'm sure our 305th are not alone in having the above happen.
Ian
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