The memory is so clear I can still see it and feel it like it happened yesterday. Turning tight and steeply banked I was pushed down and back into my seat and I could see the freighter through the top of the canopy. The plane shook as we opened fire. I can remember no more.
I have this memory in my mind. I don’t know why because it happened eight years before I was born.
A photograph from the Erickson Aircraft Collection. Other images from the Erickson Collection are included in A Boy's Dream.
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