Kester Bock Ryan Che
North Side Looking Down At The Yellow Sea
5 To 15 Miles Out Of The Inchon Harbor
An LST Or LSM Took Us And Our Supplies To This Island. Our Supplies There-After Were
Delivered First By B26 Bombers Dropping Canisters With Parachutes Out Of The
Bombay Doors. This Did Not Work Very Well As Those Pilots Must Have Thought They
Were On A Bomb Run And The Chutes Never Had A Chance To Open. After Complaints We
Started Getting Air Drops By (I Think) C47's). They Would Circle Overhead And Kick The
Canisters Out Of The Side Door. Then We Would All Scramble Around The Area To Get
The Supplies. The Canisters and Chutes Were Old And Quite Often The Bottoms Of The
Canisters Would Break Open And Mail, Etc. Would Scatter All Over The Place And
Some Even Out To Sea (As Did Some Of Our Christmas Mail).
Hawk and I
A British Spitfire like this one
engine trouble and was looking
for a place to let down as he could not make it back to his
base. He circled over our mountain top looking at us. We
waved our arms and he saw us and wagged his wings.
He landed on the beach and had his pistol out, and pointing at
the refugees when we arrived. His first comments were
"imagine seeing you blokes here"
We sent a radio message ot Headquarters that he had crash
landed on our Island and was okay and living with us. He
was a flying sergeant. He stayed with us about a week before
the British came and got him. He was a very nice person
and we enjoyed his company.
We Had One 50 Cal. Machine Gun, One Or Two
30 Cal. Machine guns, One BAR (I Was BAR Man)
And A Mortar, M1 Carbines, Hand Grenades.
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