My Dad was a quiet, kind hearted man who talked little about his service as he wished to put it in the past, but was a very proud American who loved his country. He flew 19 x missions with the 392nd BG until February, 1944 when the crew as transferred to the 389th BG to serve as a Path Finder Force crew. They flew 8 x missions as PFF with the 389th BG between 22 March 1944 until his plane, B-24 41-28676, was shot down 29 April 1944 on a bombing mission to Berlin. The story of the crew was memorialized in German by Jens Schaper, who witnessed the crash as a young German boy in Papsen near Siedenburg, Germany, and translated by Robert H. Franke. My Father together with the rest of crew were taken prisoner and subsequently taken to Stalag XVII-B where they remained until the Forced March to Braunau, where they were finally liberated by American troops in June, 1945. He was finally discharged September 26, 1945 and returned to Dallas, Texas to his wife, my mother, Dorothy. My Dad worked with GM and vintage automobiles all of his life until he passed away at the young age of 59 in July, 1970. He was a wonderful person who endured many hardships in his life, including surviving smallpox, but would literally give you the shirt off of his back. He was my hero.



Awards: AM (3OLC), POW, WWII Victory, EAME (1 x Battle Star).