Thanksgiving, November 25, 1943: Wretham
Beautiful day. Went down to line. Everyone flying. Not me. Hell! Cater flew my ship. Hydraulics out again. Double Hell!
Turkey
for dinner.
Our
“Yanks” GI team beat the “Rebs” in the squadron, in a hot touch football game.
I went to bed at
6:30 P.M. Bound and determined to go to London tomorrow. Curse this weather, the dampness, cold
rooms, poor ventilation.
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Wretham Hall, one mile from East Wretham Airfield. “D”
Flight
occupied the 2nd floor room to the right of the entrance.
Archived by Char Baldridge, Historian, 359th Fighter
Group Association, from records at HQ USAF Research Center, Maxwell Air Force Base, |
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