Afternoon All,
Jack, nice to see you on the forum again!!!
If no-one minds and seeing as it's that time of the year again, I'd thought I'd just pay my own tribute seeing as I'm an aircraft/airfeild enthusiast also. (Alan, I know you'll appreciate this one!!!)
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And here's a little 'behind the picture' story with regard the last pic above - it's taken from 'The Story of a Screaming Eagle in Normandy - The D-Day Memories of Donald Burgett - Army Paratrooper, 101st Airborne Div., 506 Parachute Regiment, Company A'.
'In further training for Normandy, we moved for maneuvers to Torquay in southern England where the countryside resembled the hedgerow country of Normandy. The day after our arrival in Torquay, while marching to the mess hall for breakfast, we witnessed two German torpedo boats roaring into the bay and releasing torpedoes at vessels anchored there, sinking two Allied ships. Many infantry troops aboard those ships were lost, most to drowning. The German torpedo boats immediately made a sweeping turn, escaping back out to sea. After these maneuvers were turned to Aldbourne. Later our 506th Rgt. moved to south-ern England again where we entered the marshalling area on Upottery Airfield. This is where we would take off for Normandy.
During the several days that we were in the marshalling area at Upottery Airfield we were briefed extensively on our missions. Sand tables and maps were on hand and aerial photographs brought in several times a day were hung in display over the sand table. Here we were briefed not only on our missions but on those of the 82nd as well, in case by some accident we found ourselves in each other’s areas. We were even informed of the German Commandant of St. Com-du-Mont, a man who rode a white horse and went with a French schoolteacher. She lived on a side street in the town just two buildings away from a German gun emplacement.
My group’s assignment was to capture and hold the four exits that ran from the beach head to the inland, allowing our men landing on the beaches a road off those beaches to attack inland. Exit 1 ran through Pouppeville, exit 2 through Herbert, exit 3 through Audoville-la-Hubert, and exit 4 though St. Martin-de-Varroville. We were also assigned to capture the high ground behind the beaches and to aid in the capture of the four bridges leading to Carentan.
On the night of June 4, 1944, we were loading the planes in a down pour of rain and high winds. A jeep pulled alongside our aircraft carrying a message that the jump was postponed until the next day, June 5. We returned to our tents and slept in our wet jumpsuits without bothering to change.
The following day, June 5, 1944, we marched to the parked C-47s, found the one assigned to us by the chalked number beside the door, and ID numbers 8Y on the nose with 292717 (pic above) on the vertical stabilizer. We made ready to chute up and load. While some troopers were making up pararacks to fasten to the underbelly of our C-47, the rest of us were getting extra ammo and whatever else we needed.
We were among the first of the many planes to take off, and it was still light enough to see.The last thing I saw on the ground was a large haystack and a line of trees to our direct front. We were among those in the lead as we gained altitude and began circling wide over the English countryside like a giant comet. Each time we circled, other planes were taking off to join the ever-growing tail of our comet-like flight.'
And of course my own tribute on my website -
http://www.pobrien.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/upottery.htmlRegards,
Pat.