8, 1943 This was
supposed to have been our day off and everyone
was lying around taking it easy when right
at lunch time an alert was called for briefing.
The planes weren't even loaded but were
in an hour. So we were briefed and off
the ground at 14:30 to bomb a convoy that
the 97th missed entirely this morning.
When we found it, it was just off the coast
of Bizerte and there we were at 10,000
feet which was our bombing altitude. We
were attacked by fighters on our bombing
run and the flak was intense and very accurate,
but our bombardier, Chenney, picked out
one and let it have a full load. When we
looked back it was a solid mass of flame
and sinking. One other ship of the four
was hit. Three men were injured but not
serious and everyone got back. The blast
from the explosion of the ship that Chenney
hit was so great that it buckled our right
wing and sprung the flap control so we
had to land without flaps which isn't very
comfortable in a B-17.
were hit by one burst of flak but very little
damage was done. Those are the kind you remember.