The main bombing force later also came under heavy flak, but not as much as
they would have, thanks to our advanced decoy actions. The coveted “Silver
Star” was awarded to the main formation leader for his gallantry in holding
his crippled marauder on course over the target. Their bombs did not take
out the target, but damaged the bridge approaches temporarily impeding its
use. The Germans would latter destroy the bridge after its retreating army
had crossed over the Rhine.
Distinguished Flying Cross Medal awards were given to the other decoy
formation leaders. I had previously been awarded the DFC. Besides I was at
the moment not as popular with General Doyle. Could it have been something
to due with the time the General was visiting our Countess in her chateau
when his command car was swiped and wrecked by someone in my squadron? Or
mistook my concern in seeking replacements for those with high missions?
My father was a great bird hunter. I was also raised with a shotgun. How I
used to love hunting doves. After the war I tried this so called sport once
again. It had lost its thrill. I sold my guns. It wasn’t right any longer.
I knew what the birds were experiencing.