“I hope you’re saving these
photos mom, they’re priceless,” reads a letter home from England during WWII,
dated May 28, 45’. I found the
note in an old oak box full of amazing photographs that my Grandfather, Cpl.
John H. Clancy took while serving as a photographer for the Mighty 8th
Air Force, 303rd Bombardment, 358th Squadron. It finishes, “Don’t worry Mom,
everything is good and we’ll all be home before you know it, and won’t that
just be swell. That big kiss in
the sunrise. Love, My John.”
The 358th, a.k.a.
“Hells Angels” was the first group in the US Army Air Force to complete 300
missions over Europe. The USAAF was responsible for clearing the air and paving
the way to victory against the evil Nazi regime. “Hells Angels” adopted their name from the their first B-17
bomber to complete 25 missions over Europe. The Brave men and women of the 303rd proved to
the world that teamwork; perseverance, courage, and sacrifice prevail in the
face of evil.
Reaching England in late Oct.
42’, the group was a bit green around the edges but what they lacked in
experience they made up for with that good old American can do attitude. Their first mission on Nov. 17th
42’ yielded no results due to bad weather, but soon the “Hells Angels” were
finding and hitting their targets with a precision that annoyed the German
Luftwaffe (Air Force).
“They never turned around in the
face of the enemy,” reads The First 300 Hells Angels, one of the books contained in the box. The young
American fighters learned many lessons from the Luftwaffe who, flying M.E.
109’s, F.W. 190’s and accompanied by anti-aircraft flak gunners on the ground,
made every effort to deter the American bombers from hitting their targets. The
303rd earned their wings bombing the U-Boat pens over France in Lorient,
St. Nazaire, Brest, and La Pallice.
By the end of fall 42’ men,
supplies, planes and morale were running low. Empty bunks at the end of the day were a sobering reminder
of the cost of victory, still the 303rd pushed on, as their mission
was essential. Pilots were
reluctant to pull their planes into the hanger for repair fearing that they may
be grounded and stripped for parts.
Unable to bear that thought, they flew on sketchy equipment, and patched
up ragged holes with tin cans.
In Jan. 43’ Lt. Colonel Charles
E. Marion flew General Eaker to Casablanca where they decided to beef up the 8th
AF. Supplies were
replenished, bunks were filled, and heroic stories like that of the legendary
Mathis brothers pumped blood back into the hearts of the Mighty 8th.
Mar. 18th, 43’ First
Lieutenant Jack Mathis, 359th bombardier aboard “The Duchess” had
the German submarine yards at Vegesack in his crosshairs just before he was
blown into the back of the plane by a flak shot. After sustaining fatal injuries to his arm and abdomen
Lieutenant Mathis crawled back to his station, dropped the bombs and hit the
target moments before he died. He
was awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor posthumously.
Weeks later on May 14th
Jacks brother, First Lieutenant Mark Mathis, also a member of the 303rd,
was shot down by enemy fighters over the North Sea. Crewmembers bailed, but Mark remained at his station in the
nose of the plane shooting at enemy fighters as the Flying Fortress plummeted
into the icy waters.
Though there were plenty in the
303rd, it wasn’t all high-flying heroics that won the war. The extraordinary efforts put
forth from everyday men and women who banded together as a team is what
ultimately led the U.S. to victory against the Germans in Europe. A passage from The First 300 Hells
Angels,
“After nearly two-and-one-half
years of combat it (the 303rd) had gone from a pathetically green
outfit to an experienced, smooth-running organization. Operations, intelligence, engineering,
ordnance, down to the cooks and supply, all functioned perfectly to the last
detail. In the constant turnover
of combat men, the old-timers passed on to the newcomers the priceless know how
that comes only with experience.”
The 303rd played an
integral role in taking apart the Nazi war machine by crippling the German
Luftwaffe, destroying enemy communications, transport, manufacturing plants,
and oil supplies. They also played
a huge role aiding ground troops before and after D-Day.
My Grandfather never spoke about
the war. He kept these photos,
amongst many others tucked away in a box.
I was astounded when I found them.
They made me think twice about the old man I though I knew. After the war, Cpl. John H. Clancy
retired as a custodian at Millis High School in MA. He, like all our country’s Veterans, was an ordinary person
who did extraordinary things in the name of our country, and in the name of the
brothers and sisters they fought beside.
Today, just like every other day we walk free, we owe them a Thank
You.
Just came across your blog as I was looking at photos and reading stories about my grand father. They really were exceptional men!
ReplyDeletebig shoes to fill for sure...
Deletestay tuned, many more photos to come...i found box fulls.
ReplyDeleteI'll be looking forward to it.....and may share a few too.
DeleteEnjoying your blog. Glad I came across it. :)
P.S.Our grandfathers were in the same unit.
Finding pictures and a Hell's Angle Patch from the 303rd. Fun to find these from my late husband's fathers WWII treasures.
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