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Flight Lieutenant Aubrey Niner

Flight Lieutenant Aubrey Niner , who has died aged 88, was in the middle of a bombing run over occupied France when he was forced to crash-land his bomber in the middle of the city of Lille.
It was the afternoon of Sunday July 19 1942 when Niner took off in his Boston bomber of No 88 Squadron to carry out a daylight attack against a power station at Lomme, not far from Lille. During the low-altitude run-in to the target, his aircraft was hit by flak which disabled the starboard engine and set fire to the wing. With the fire getting very close to a fuel tank, and seeing the wing buckling under the heat, Niner looked for somewhere to crash-land.

Over the centre of Lille, he spotted the only open area, the Champs de Mars park. With great skill he made a successful landing, attracting a sizeable crowd as he put down. Most of the aircraft's rudder had been shot away, and such was the difficulty of the manoeuvre that Niner was later commended by his captors. The crew survived without serious injury but, with the aircraft still on fire, they had to make a hasty exit – although Niner did remember to grab his hat.

Local firemen arrived to extinguish the flames before the aircraft was overrun by souvenir hunters and German intelligence personnel. The whole event – the crashed aircraft, the crew's capture and their initial incarceration – was photographed by a German serviceman. Some 30 years later Niner received copies of the pictures, which the photographer had passed to the British embassy in Bonn.

Aubrey Kelland Collins Niner was born at Southsea on June 10 1922 and educated at Sutton Valence School, near Maidstone. On his 18th birthday he volunteered for aircrew duties and joined the RAF in August 1940 to train as a pilot.

Niner joined No 88 in early 1942 to fly the American-built Boston medium bomber. The squadron specialised in daylight low-level attacks against communications targets, power stations and oil depots in the Low Countries and northern France. When he took off on July 19 it was his 16th operation.

After his capture and initial interrogation, he was sent to Stalag Luft III, scene of the Great Escape. In January 1945, during one of the coldest winters on record, the camp was evacuated as the Soviet armies approached, and he survived the "Long March" west.

He finally returned to England in May and was discharged from the RAF at the end of 1945.

Niner became managing director of the family firm, Harringtons, which marketed baby goods. In 1962 the company was awarded the Royal Warrant for its products. Niner subsequently became a divisional director within the Courtaulds Group and, later, chief executive of the National Children's Wear Association.

Aubrey Niner died on November 26. He married his second wife, Rosemary, in 1976, and she survives him with their two sons and a daughter from a previous marriage.

source: The Telegraph
 
Frank Compton has passed

 
To all members of the 357th !

It is my very sad duty to report the death of my father James H Sehl. On Tuesday, January 18th, Dad died in his room at Bayside Assisted Living Facility in South Beach, Oregon. His death was somewhat sudden and somewhat unexpected. Based on what we have learned he did not suffer for any significant period of time.

As per his wishes, his body will be cremated and the remains taken to Dover, Ohio for burial next to Mother.

I can tell you that he had the fondest memories of the members of the 357th Fighter Group. He was especially delighted with the reunion at Luke Air Force Base several years ago.

As a retired military pilot I can truly relate to the closeness of such a group of pilots and crew members. I am so honored to have known all of you and I know you will join me in saying that my father will be dearly missed.

Ted, please feel free to forward this to anyone you feel knew my father.

With great sadness,

jim sehl jr
 

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Flight Lieutenant Tom Hughes

Flight Lieutenant Tom Hughes, who has died aged 89, was almost certainly the only member of the wartime RAF to bail out of an enemy fighter – in his case a Messerschmitt Bf 109; later in the conflict (back in his Spitfire) he was shot down during the battle of Monte Cassino.
Hughes had flown to Gibraltar in late 1942 to test Spitfires that had been shipped to the airfield in crates. He then joined No 72 Squadron ahead of Operation Torch – the invasion of north-west Africa.

From January 1943 he was constantly in action, flying from desert airstrips in support of the British First Army as it advanced towards Tunisia. On March 2 the engine of his Spitfire failed and he had to crash-land. The next day a search party found him walking back to his lines and he was flying two days later.

After victory in the desert, No 72 moved to Malta in June in preparation for the invasion of Sicily. On July 5 his formation was escorting USAAF bombers when they encountered a large force of Axis fighters. In the ensuing melee Hughes thought he damaged a Messerschmitt Bf 109, though postwar analysis suggests that it probably crashed.

On July 12, two days after the Sicily landings, No 72 encountered another large mixed force of enemy fighters and bombers. Squadron pilots accounted for a number and Hughes was credited with destroying an Italian fighter-bomber.

When the squadron moved to the Sicilian airfield of Comiso, RAF pilots discovered a number of flyable Messerschmitt Bf 109 fighters. Hughes flew one against a Spitfire to compare their respective capabilities, but on another flight the German aircraft suffered an engine failure and he had to bail out. He ended up parachuting into a vineyard and, after convincing the locals that he was not a German, enjoyed their hospitality. Hughes thus had the unique distinction of qualifying for the Caterpillar Club having bailed out of an enemy aircraft.
The squadron then moved to the Italian mainland, where Spitfires operated in the ground attack role. Returning from a dive-bombing sortie supporting the troops attacking Monte Cassino, Hughes's aircraft was hit by anti-aircraft fire and he crash-landed, suffering severe burns to his legs.

He was made a PoW and transported to Germany, where he was put into a hospital. Hughes later related that the patients on his ward were used by German staff as guinea pigs for drugs testing, and that some of them died.

But he managed to escape, he said, after a visit from a German general whom he managed to annoy by claiming: "I have flown both the Me 109 and the Spitfire and can confirm that the Spitfire is the better aircraft." His insolence saw him transferred to solitary confinement, but he always said that his quip had saved his life by getting him removed from the hospital. Finally, six months before the end of the war, he was included in a prisoner exchange and returned home.

Thomas Bartley Hughes was born on November 23 1921 in Rugby and attended the school there as a day pupil. Aged 18 he joined the RAFVR and trained as a pilot.

After gaining his wings he became a flying instructor, once leading a formation of three Oxford aircraft under the two bridges across the Menai Straights. In September 1942 Hughes converted to the Spitfire and, after a few operations with No 611 Squadron, left for Gibraltar.

After the war Hughes went to Sidney Sussex College, Cambridge, and completed his Mechanical Sciences Tripos in 1948. He went on to pursue a career in electronic design and engineering, working for AEI and Ronson.
For many years he was a member of the management committee of Matfen Hall – a Cheshire Home supporting the disabled. Leonard Cheshire wrote a forward to a collection of Hughes's memoirs that were sold to raise funds for the Homes.

A staunch supporter of No 72 Squadron Association for many years, Hughes was thrilled in 2006 to be invited to be the reviewing officer for jet pilots graduating from the RAF's No 1 Flying Training School, which had been granted the title of 72 Squadron.

A keen glider pilot, Hughes was a modest man who rarely spoke of his combat flying, or the injuries and imprisonment he endured.

Tom Hughes died on December 31. He married, in 1949, Joan Harris, and she survives him.

source: "The Telegraph"
 
Ed Mauser, oldest living member of 'Band of Brothers,' dies at 94

Ed Mauser, oldest living member of 'Band of Brothers,' dies at 94 - St. Petersburg Times

Oldest member of the 'Band of Brothers' dies

The oldest living member of Easy Company, the U.S. Army unit from World War II portrayed in the HBO miniseries Band of Brothers, has died at age 94. The Omaha funeral home Heafey Heafey Hoffman Dworak Cutler confirmed that Ed Mauser died Friday (Jan. 21, 2011) in Omaha. Mr. Mauser was not among the soldiers portrayed in the miniseries. A message left for his family wasn't returned. Terry Zahn of the Midwest chapter of the 101st Airborne Division Association said Mr. Mauser had been battling pancreatic cancer. Mr. Mauser was born Dec. 18, 1916, in LaSalle, Ill. He was drafted in 1942 and volunteered for the 101st Airborne. He was assigned to Company E, or Easy Company, which fought in some of the fiercest battles of the war. The miniseries followed the unit from its training in Georgia to the war's end in May 1945.
 

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F/Sgt Kazimierz (Kaz) Kijak passed away on the 19th January 2011.

Kaz was born in May 1919 in western Siberia about 130km east of Ekaterinburg, the city of the Czar's murder. His father was a Pole who had been in Czar's service as a blacksmith. His mother was the daughter of a southern Ukrainian Gypsy chief. They along with his baby brother took the long road back to his father's hamlet, Zarudki, in central Poland during the winter of 1921/22. There he rose to the dizzy social heights of a farm boy,

Falling in love with aircraft when an Air Force plane touched down in the large wheat field nearby in the late 1920s, Kaz borrowed all the books he could, on any subject, so that he could learn enough to be able to join the Polish Air Force.

He was granted admission to the Polish Air Force's Junior NCO's Cadet School at Bydgoszcz in 1936. He trained to become a mechanic – although the school tried to make him an air-gunner. Kaz decided to do poorly at that as, if he was going to fly, he was going to be doing the driving.

After graduating, Kaz was assigned to 216 Squadron, a P37 bomber squadron in Warsaw shortly before the start of WWII. When war came, they had been sent to an out field and survived the initial bombings of Warsaw. The squadron was forced back, with Kaz and the other crews continually retreating while servicing their dwindling number of bombers. When the Russians invaded, they were told to run for the border with Romania. Kaz barely managed to make it to the Romanian border by road before it was closed by Russian tanks. He and many others escaped to France via Syria.

In France he was held in a camp in the south before being transferred to Paris, where he and many other sat around twiddling their thumbs. While in Paris, a circular came around asking for the names of personnel who had flying training. Kaz's Mess only had three names. He and friend thought that wasn't enough for the honour of the Mess so put their names down, thought up a believable number of flying hours and borrowed some instructor's names. Honour satisfied, they forgot all about it.

He was transferred to England in early April 1940, where after being taught English and being able to speak it, after a fashion, he was posted to 316 Polish Squadron as ground crew, wielding a trolley acc' with gay abandon, during the Battle of Britain.

Next he was posted to Brize Norton where he repaired ground support equipment – a dull and boring job - but cushy. Here he married an English girl. Shortly after that, he surprisingly, was posted to St. Andres in Scotland for flight school. That indiscretion in Paris had caught up with him. Kaz studied hard, passed well and was sent to Hucknall where he flew Tiger Moths – then to 16(P) SFTS at Newton, graduating on the 21st of October 1942. To gain experience, he was sent to 10 AGS on Walney Island, flying mostly Lysanders and towing targets for trainee air-gunners.

After that he was posted to 58 OTU at Grangemouth where he converted to Spitfires and on the 23rd of October 1943, Kaz reported to 315 (P) Squadron at Ballyhulbert in Ireland. 315 was there recuperating. In November 315 was transferred to Heston, outside London where they flew sorties and bomber escorts into France. Prior to D-Day, 315 moved to Coolham near the southern coast of England and converted to MkIII Mustangs. The squadron flew on D-Day, with Kaz being one of the rostered pilots.

During June and July 315 participated in many dive-bombing, Ranger, Rhubarb and Rodeo missions over France, as well as a stint at patrolling for V1s out of Holmsley. Kaz was credited with 2 kills.

On the 18th of August 1944, 315 Squadron was involved in the Battle of Beauvais, where 12 of 315's aircraft spotted a large number of Fw190s taking off from Beauvais. They dropped down on them and destroyed sixteen, damaged one and claimed 3 probables for the loss of only one, their famous Squadron Leader, Horbaczewski. Kaz chased one for a long while before turning back and shooting one down and damaging another.

August, September and October were mostly daylight escort missions into Germany. Kaz also flew escort and did a little straffing during Operation Market Garden.

In November 1944, 315 was transferred up to Peterhead in Scotland where they flew escorts for the Beaufighters and Mosquitoes of 133 Strike Wing. In later years Kaz has spent some enjoyable time over lunch and beer with Australian Beaufighter pilots from RAAF 455 squadron whom he escorted all those years ago. Flying at fifty feet above the North Sea in variable weather was not the most relaxing thing he'd ever done but they were given ten Woodbines and sardine sandwiches on every trip so it wasn't all bad. Once, at fifty feet, Kaz's engine coughed and he noticed that a drop tank had fallen off. With bum clenching alacrity, he flicked the fuel selector to the main tank, hit the boost pump and climbed back into formation. His mates later told him that they saw his prop wash on the waves as he recovered.

Mid-January 1945 saw 315 back down south again and in March, after sixty-seven combat mission, Kaz was posted out to 16 (P) SFTS at Newton and was there when the war ended.

Post-war Kaz went civil flying in England and was divorced in 1949. That year he joined the Royal Air Force, flying around the Empire's lands in RAF Transport Command, moving to Bomber Command during the height of the Cold War before meeting some mahogany bomber pilots from London who arranged a posting to balmy Singapore in the late 1950s for his last flying job. Returning to England he was assigned office jobs where his considerable experience was used to keep several RAF Stations functioning correctly before being posted to a training section where his flying expertise was used to help young pilots from all over the Commonwealth gain competency in blind flying.

Kaz retired from the RAF in 1964 as a Master Pilot and with his wife and two daughters, emigrated to Canberra, Australia's capital where his wife had relatives. They settled there and he turned his hand to a number of jobs during Canberra's explosive expansion in the mid-1960s before he took up a position at NASA's Honeysuckle Creek Tracking Station which was being built as part of the tracking system for America's moon-landing series of rockets. Kaz worked there for fifteen years as a power station mechanic, ensuring the electricity supply to the dish and the banks of computers used to communicate with and guide the astronauts in their space ships. After a busy time in the Polish and Royal Air Forces, Kaz was happy with a quiet and steady life.

His retirement involved a move to the sea and back, some travel, his grand and great-grand children and time developing a deep store of truly terrible jokes.

Article researched and written for the Aircrew Remembrance Society by Alan Scheckenbach of Canberra, Australia.
 

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