Our crew arrived on Tinian May 15th,
1945. I was scheduled out 4 days
later as a pilot for Capt Dale. Our crew quickly made
14 more trips while
Maj, Schindler (our A.C.)and
I squeezed in another before taking the crew with
us. We made our last trip July 9th to
the vicinity of
to the target. Our crew unamimously urged us to
drop our bombs on 3 engines,
so that they would get credit for the trip. We elected to do that, so
feathered the engine and proceeded over the
target. Immediately after that ,
we slowed down to about 160 MPH. A B-29 fell in along side to escort us back to
ahead. Soon a second plane spotted us, and fell in along side. It
too decided
that we were flying too slow, and headed back home. We called ahead to
and told them we were coming in on 3 engines. When we got there, we found
that
2 planes were crashed on the runway, and 3 or 4 more damaged planes were
waiting to land after the runway was cleared. After a hasty conference
with our top-notch engineer (Tech Sgt Homer Ashby) who assured us we could get
to
low RPM, and high inches of mercury. As we slowly cruised on to
started getting calls "Are you still up"? After several more of
these calls,
we told them "Yes, and hold dinner." Long after everyone else
had landed, we
came in, almost 2 hours late. The first thing they did was to "dip
the
tanks". Lo and behold, we had more gas left than anybody else in the
squadron! The Major and I had been reading about what Lindberg has done
with
some P-38s. We thought it was a good idea! Afer
word of this feat got around,
we were selected for
we were headed for home with a few days leave after our tiring 7 1/2 weeks of
duty. However, I feel like we set a few records. such
as the number of flights
(16) in a 52 day period, and the number of flights by the crew (14)
without
missing a Primary Target, and without an abort.