March 5, 1944: Weather is stinkin’ again. We head to Bordeaux to hit some shipping targets. As we get closer, it is clear we can’t see the targets so we decide to head east to an air base as a target of opportunity. I call out: Bandits! Six o’clock! And turn into them – do … Continue reading WWII. Shot down. Not so Sierra Hotel. March 5, 1944