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Show The Cnche American. Logan. Cnche County. Utah Iaee Sewn ime --qtueeeis FK.TUEY LiOUSEHOlD iniriTsr P-- CII AFTER V Of course when I heard all thla I also heard about the whopping big target he'd hit and sunk. But 1 didn't think much of thu at the time, and I don't Uiink Colin did either. If I know the boy, and I think I do, after he law his oxygen system was on Are, and had given orders for the other guys to Jump, and was sitting there hanging back on his stick and fighting his rudder in order to give them a chance to do it, be wasn't thinking about how many gross tons that Japanese ship displaced, but about his parents and Marian and little Corkie. And later when he was trying to crawl out of the upper escape hatch before his clothes caught on fire, it was the same, and still later, when he cleared the hatch but saw the ground coming up at him, too close and too fast for his chute ever to have a chance to crack open, I don't think he was worrying about how big his posthumous medal was going to be, but only worrying about Marian and Corkie. "A little later in the afternoon one of our fighters came in and began to circle the field, fluttering like a wounded bird. I could see it was guessed even something serious then an aileron might be shot away, so I gave him the green light to come in and land. He began to make passes at the field, cutting his throttle to pick out the strip of straight sand through the bomb craters. marked by a maze of red flags we'd put up. But each time hed throttle back his left wing would drop and he'd have to gun her again, making a slow climbing circle up off the field. It began to get me. Come on, son, come on, put it down, before we get into trouble. On the last trial he gunned it, came around, and then tried to pull up straight, but too late. Teetering down the field, he caught one wing on one of our slightly damaged Fortresses, tearing it off, and then himself cartwheeled off into the trees killing a sergeant who had been working on a plane back there. The pilot wasnt hurt much himself, but one more of our precious few 's the drkncss, and pray the leak didn't get worse or a hot exhaust stack didn't set it off in mid-air- . We chanced it, and made it all right, but it turned out to be my last trip, because the next day the Japs came back and put out of commission what was left of Clark Field. I got the story from Eddie Oliver, who bad been my navigator on Old 89 he and I were the only survivors of the entire crew when he got down to Del Monte a few days later. "The Japs, having reccoed Dark Field thoroughly, came over all ready for business. Some guy had carelessly left a pillow exposed in the cornfield, so they knew we'd been sleeping there. They blew hell e out of it with their touch the and didn't stuff, regular fiylng field, which they'd put out in the first day's raid. Then their fighters came over and with incendiaries set fire to the nipa shacks which had been our quarters. In them wss everything I owned, including the watches, diaries, and wallets which had belonged to the crew ot Old 89. It was now hopeless to operate from Clark, everyone saw. Anyway, the Japs had landed light tanks on the coast at Apari, so five hundred rifles were issued to what ground personnel we had left there and they went off with infantry units to chase them out if they could. The poor devils ended up on Bataan. So here we were now at Del Monte, about fifteen Fortresses in all, but patched up and in such bad high-altitud- was gone. But, following orders, I was still giving the Fortresses the red light to stay in the air, and I began to worry about this. Maybe orders had been issued to bring them in, but someone had failed to notify me. Some of them would circle for a while, and then would head on back for Del Monte, more than six hundred miles away, while they still had enough gas to get there. Finally old Jim Connally said the hell with it, and came on in without my giving him any light at all. He needed more gas to get back to Mindanao and couldnt perch up there all day, and a little after this the Colonel said I could give the others the green light to come in and gas up, although any hour, any minute, we were expecting the Japs back. He wanted to save those re- maining Forts at any cost. We got out of bed just as dawn was breaking and, folding our sheets inside our brown blankets so no white would show, stuffed them under the khaki cots we didnt want anything that would indicate on a Jap recco picture that we were now sleeping in that field. The Japs were reccoing the hell out of the place e cameras, two or with three times daily. I spent the next day in the tower and it was much like the first, except it was plainer and plainer that we would have to abandon Clark. So the next morning the evacuation began. They gave me one of the planes they had patched up, and A1 Mueller and I made two trips back and forth to Del Monte loaded down with members of the ground crews who were to service our planes at Del Monte. Ill never forget my last trip out It was at night of course it wasnt safe to .leave a plane on the ground by day at Clark any more. We were taking off at three in the morning in order to be through the danger zone by dawn, and Id had almost no sleep at all. But while they were warming the motors they came running to me with the news that there was a pretty bad leak in my fuel line. So what in hell to do? I could wait while they ripped a fuel line from one of the semiwrecked Forts standing around on the field, and installed it in mine. But by then it would be well after dawn, and if we encountered Jap fighters, there Id be, with sergeants stuffed into every corner of the plane, so that we wouldnt have room to swivel a machine gun in our own defense. Or we could tape up our leaky line, get the hell out of there in high-altitud- He wasnt thinking about how many gross tons that Jap ship displaced. we were lucky if we could get half a dozen off the ground at any one time. But otherwise it was a lovely setup. A pretty turf field right up against the big pineapple cannery the executives had used it for their little private planes before the war. A country club these executives had built, swell food (until we ate it all up), a swimming pool, turf tennis courts even a few white women, which set all the boys staring but not an antiaircraft gun or a fighter plane to protect us for hundreds of miles around. Pretty soon we improvised our A couple of ships own ack-accracked up, and we jerked their guns out of them and installed them in sandbag pits; this would be of some help against strafing if the Japs were accommodating enough to come in repair low-altitu- low. And one of the first things that happened was that we lost our squadron commander, Major Gibbs. He had taken off under cover of darkness on a secret mission and did not come back. We never knew what happened. Weeks later the native constabulary of Negros Island was to bring in the cushion of his plane it had cracked up against a mountain in the dark. said Margo, But, sweetheart, youre forgetting your first cable. No, Im not, said Frank. I got it off as soon as I could. All it said, Margo explained, was: Beloved Doing all right under Wire Eddys brothcircumstances er. Frank. Of course I sent the wire, but I couldnt understand at all. Eddie, of course, was Franks navigator on Old 99. But what about the' other boys? Why hadnt Frank told me to wire their families of all the It wasnt like Frank sergeants. to forget. Anyway, all cables are unsatisfactory. This one was dated at Manila on the seventeenth, so of course Frank had been alive then. But I hadnt got it until the nineteenth. Anything could have happened in those two days, and for the first time in my life I was powerless to help him. Id been furiously writing letters still addressing them to Clark Field. Each was a problem, because I wanted each to fill a need. I couldn't tell him I was worried, because that would be letting him down. He would think I didn't have complete confidence In him. I would start to write the little news about family affairs, and it seemed so trite because maybe he'd be reading it in a foxhole, not having eaten for a week. Maybe hed be wounded. And maybe each one would be the last letter he would get for a long while the only thing he'd hear trom me. Then I had to do something about myself I could see that. Sitting in my room thinking, I would go to pieces. And I wanted to get started doing something useful before Christmas. Back in October Frank promised me he'd call on Christmas Day, and new I realized I'd been building on hearing his voice then more than I knew. I also realized that maybe he wouldn't be able to. If that call didn't come through, it would be bard for me to take. My little brother (hes a fighter pilot now) was getting married out on the Coast during the holidays. They were asking me to go out. But suppose Frank did call me Christmas, and missed me? I decided to wait in Omaha for that caU. But just waiting would drive anyone crazy. I wanted to help to get close to the Air Corps. So I went down to Colonel Houghland's office he was air officer of our 7th Corps area in Omaha and put it up to him. He didn't laugh because I wanted to work without pay he couldn't have been nicer. He showed me huge piles of applications for aviation-cadet assignments in the Air Corps that were coming in. I could help, he explained, by classifying and filing these, getting them in their proper groups, help speed up the stream of reinforcements which the boys out East would need so badly we didnt dream how badly." We needed everything, said Frank. "Ground crews, pilots, copilots. And to make it worse, our own group commander. Colonel Eubank. had been hurt and was in a Manila hospital. We were getting more and more uneasy. Here we were, comfortable on this beautiful field. It was as peaceful as Clark Field had been before December eighth. Wed fled from Clark down here to Mindanao, and even as we were arriving the Japs were putting troops ashore at the southern tip of this same island, where thirty thousand Japanese farmers had taken over the city of Davao on the first day. But here at Del Monte we saw people who didnt seem to know a war was on. The only military around was some kind of a transportation outfit. The first day we were there I got hold of a couple of privates and gave them orders to dim out the headlights of every car no matter whose that approached the field. But the transportation officer decided hed stop all that- - It seemed the boys, carrying out my orders, had even stopped a staff car, and the transportation officer explained that they needed more light. Well, our planes were on that field, and I knew the Japs were headed down the coast and would be here soon enough anyway, and I didnt want to attract them any sooner than necessary. But before they did come, the old 19th Bombardment Group or what was left of it got in some mighty hard licks at them. For instance, there was the Le Gaspi Bay mission. Our Intelligence reported a big concentration of Jap ships moving south toward us down the coast of Luzon. Of course that meant the handwriting on the wall for us, particularly if one was a carrier with Zeros which would presently be in range of us and could strafe us on the ground remember we hadnt a single American fighter within five hundred miles. Sure enough. Intelligence presently reported that they thought one of this concentration was a carrier, and now they were just off Le Gas-p- i. It was up to us to take off and do what we could. Wed been working like hell to get the planes in shape, and finally had six which we thought could complete the mission and get home. But remember Old 99 was back on Clark, and I was a planeless pilot. So it ought to be Harrys story he was navigator on Jack Adams plane. Well, said Harry Schrieber, the navigator, it was like this. The six of us were to start at ten oclock, and Jim Connally rolled out first, and got a flat tire right on the one wing into the throwing ground and crumpling it. That left five, and it wasnt so good, because there is safety in numbers in Fortresses the more of them that go over a target together, the more fire power you can bring to bear against the Zeros, and the more Forts will get back home. But anyway we started. The pilots were Shorty Wheless, Pease, Lee Coats, Vandevanter, and of course Jack Adams 1 was his navigator. We are flying in formation to our agreed rendezvous, in case we got lost in heavy weather a point miles due west of our tarthirty-fiv- e get and we are due to be there in two hours and fifteen minutes after our start. runway-- ITO BE CONTINUED) sail s STACEtSCREEOADIO Ay YIKG1MI VALE e HeWeted by Reeiern Nenspsper Union. muscles, not the temper. Heres the reason. 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JIBBER McGEE is plenty sore these days in the -- uatlti Ituis Tartial to Curves The Chinese believe curved hne If cottons scorch while ironing, ward off evil spirits. plunge into cold water immediately and allow to stund for 24 hours the marks will disappear. . WHITt Col. THE rrORT Till FAR: Frank RurU, pilot of tfca llylaf torUau knowa aa Tba (noose," ohlrk escaped trom Clark Flrld, Ulla ol tkal laul day bra tba Jape atrark la tba Philippines. Old 9, aaolbrr Fortrtaa, la atrark dova krfora It raa rt 08 tba f round. Tba (aid ta llliarad i(b tba akrlrtooi ot V. ( planra. Buis Waiorr, air ara, la cbaaad Ha mrau Ural ky Jsp la kla Roaa t kurrh and together tbay bomb I dap laid. Cburrh fall la return. Other pilots ara (Ives tbelr larirla. lorladln Cotia Rally. Relly'a plana aatdea tor a Jap ballirablp, bat tba plana la ablata. Itllbl bala out. Rally balra out bat la no tloaa la tba (round ha never had a cbanca. SOoseph ASPIRIN Ioul rY , y MhAu j K. T. STEVENS only Hollywood star who still lives in the house where she was born. K. T.'is the daughter of producer-directo- r Sam Wood, and still lives w ith her parents in the family mans in Hollywood. HINTS FOR HOMl I Hotcnd I a Grand Dessert! Snoivy-Her- e's $ut mob these One night recently 70 soldiers were having fun in a New York night club. One thought he recognized a big. buxom blonde in the audience Miss Tucker. he said, the boys would sure get a thrill if you'd sing Some of These Days for them. Were on our last furlough, heading She sang, she wrots overseas. Sophie Tucker on menus for them. Didnt want to disappoint the boys by explaining that shes Lulu Bates, practically a double for Miss Tuckblues singer whos er, a lAKIRS m 'th Fluschmnn's yello vitommu hrscurts MYeasHvr SNOW RISCUITS . , JESS iS55 SS-fl- 1 tS flour. Slit Add to dry Turn out on floured RoU out smooth and elastic. V, cutter. 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It is one that is being widely copied in radio circles. m Buy War Bonds and War Savings Stamps X Something new has been added to Websters dictionary; the new rErEDDS edi- tion will include the word according to word recently received by Paramount. If you're a movie-goe- r you know it well; it's derived from puppet and carand is the registered tradetoon, mark of those short subjects produced by George Pal. And tc Think That I Saw It on Mulberry Street, picturization of the novel oi the same name, is the latest in the series of Technicolor Puppetoons produced by Pal for Paramount pup-petoo- . CO. SEED MAXFIELD FEED & Salt Utah Lake City, 174 West Broadway X Helen Mack, whos appearing in And Now Tomorrow with Loretta Young and Alan Ladd, has been nicknamed Droopy Helen by her friends because she plays so many emotional roles. She began training for roles like that back in the days when she studied acting in a New York childrens theater school, where she had some classmates destined to be well known Helen Chandler, Ruby Keeler and Gene Raymond among them. fiZjess, The movies Margaret returning to the New York stage to star with Elliot Nugent in the highly successful The Voice of the Turtle, juggles three different careers expertly the stage, the screen, and hardest of all, that of It a good wife and mother was thrilling to sit in the audience one night recently and find that, when people murmured Isnt il and wonderful that hes here? stood up to stare, it was Lieutenanl Commander Robert Montgomery whom they meant. A huskier looking Robert Montgomery than in his picture-makin- g days, looking very handsome in uniform. Sulla-van- ODDS AND ENDS Wallace Beery ' y 1 , ... brother Noah is slated for a role Wallys new picture, Cold Town . I Vn 1 own f in THE mnY they say: "FRONT AND CENTER for come here "SIDE ARMS AMEL 'BEANS for cream and sugar vorite cigarette with men or in the Army for commissary officer FIRST III THE SERVICE , X With men In the Army, Navy, Marine Corps, and Coast Guard, the favorite cigarette isCamel. (Based on actual sales records.) 1 in . . Betty Winkler, Joyce Jordan, M. D star, has given a pint of blood once eta ry four months since Pearl Harbor . . . Betty Hutton wrecked file studio rocking horses while recording her specialty song in Rocking Horse Paramounts For the Angels Sing . . . .Humphrey Bogart and his wife. Mayo Methot, are making a short at Warners, A Report From the Front, for the American Red Cross; il includes comment on their recent 10,000-milUSO entertainment tour of North African and Italian war fronts. S'Jslr; .Wv n siffriwft nrrrfi rami r- -i m . ' V. |