These members of a U. S. 8th Air
Force aircraft recovery team (plus the one taking the photo) were
beneficiaries of the hospitality of a Maldon Doctor, DR. and Mrs.
Philip in November 1944. Besides furnishing them lodging for
almost two weeks. Mrs. Philip wrote to the families of some
of the them, and even took a few of their dress shoes to the shoe
menders.
Dr. and Mrs. Philip provided lodging for
members of our aircraft recovery team for a ten to twelve day period in
November of 1944. Their hospitality went far beyond the providing of
sleeping quarters. Mrs. Philip took my well worn dress shoes to the
menders and had them resoled and heeled. She also wrote a very nice letter
to my parents. Coming back to the house in the evenings and having a
conversation with them was a welcome break from life on a big military
base.
The reason for our extended stay in
Maldon was because our work was not simply to gather wreckage, but rather
to carefully dismantle planes that were moderately damaged to obtain parts
for repairing other aircraft. The structure of the B-17 was made up of
large interchangeable components. The nose section (bombardier and
navigator’s compartment) of the one we took apart at Maldon was removed
first and quickly taken away for installation on another aircraft. It is
likely that it was flying again before we finished our job
there.
Our otherwise pleasant visit to the area
was marred by an incident that occurred on the last day. A short distance
from the aircraft’s landing site was a very nice pub called the
Bullocks. It's large sign, which was mounted on a tall stanchion near
the highway, featured handsome paintings of two bulls. We visited there
almost daily, and to celebrate our Thanksgiving Day, we took a bit of
extra time off to play darts and heat our cans of "C" ration hash in
the fireplace. Leaving Maldon on our day of departure, we planned to
stop at the pub to leave some empty bottles. As our truck slowed and
angled across the highway to enter the lot, a British Army truck that
had been following us closely, attempted to pass, brushed against our
truck, then went off the highway and crashed into the beautiful Bullocks
sign, totally destroying it.
Fortunately no one was injured, but we
were distressed by our involvement in the loss of the sign, especially
considering that it might be difficult to replace in
wartime.
Other than that, nothing but very happy
memories of Maldon.
Joe Kendrick