Remembrance

Nov 11, 2009 10:31

Dad flew thirty-five missions for the 147th Division of the Eight Air Force, Army Air Corps from December 1942 to October 1945. He was "The Old Man" of the crew at 20, married with a kid on the way. Late last year his co-pilot died and now there are no surviving crew members from The Slick Chick.

"Between July 1942 and July 1943, the Eighth Air Force's first year of combat, fewer than 25 percent of airmen completed their tours of duty. Most became casualties during their first ten missions. The statistics of survival were as follows: "63% survive 5 raids; of this 63%, 69% survive 10 raids; of this 69%, 82% survive 15 raids; of this 82%, 79% survive 20 raids; of this 79%, 83% survive 25 raids." Attrition rates for the following year were only slightly less grim. Conditions improved with the introduction of fighter planes able to escort bombers from England deep into German territory. But this improvement was a mixed blessing for airmen. As danger decreased, Eighth Air Force officials increased the number of missions required of each man from twenty-five to thirty in the spring of 1944 and from thirty to thirty-five later that summer. Pacific theater bomber crews suffered lower rates of attrition. Consequently, they were required to spend more time in the air. Furthermore, personnel shortages and lack of shipping space often meant that airmen remained in the theater and in combat even after completing their official tours of duty."1

I know it's not any easier now.

1. Miss Yourlovin: GIs, Gender and Domesticity during World War II; Pfau, Anne Elizabeth; 2008, Columbia University Press
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