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Ben sent this photo with this message: “We are at the Palm Springs Air Museum, primarily WWII aircraft and history. Amazing museum! Attached is a panorama of Abby, Bella, and Sophia standing under a B-25 bomber.”–Ben
Here is a part of Max’s autobiography that tells us about the B-25 in World War II…..
The first year of WWII was spent in an anti-aircraft battery at the end of the runway at Hilo airport in Hawaii. In January, 1943 I transferred to the Air Corps and started learning how to fly airplanes. The pilot’s wings and the 2nd Lt. bars came in November 1943 in Yuma, Arizona, and from there to Sacramento, California to learn to fly the B-25s. By July I had mastered the aircraft enough to be assigned my own airplane and a crew and orders to fly to North Africa., specifically Oran in Algeria. A superb adventure. We went from Miami to Puerto Rico to British Guiana, across the mouth of the Amazon to Belem, to Natal Brazil, the jumping-off point to cross the South Atlantic to Ascension Island, then to a place in Liberia called Roberts, up to Dakar in Senegal, and across the Sahara to Marrakech in Morocco, then on to Oran.
From here I was sent to the Island of Corsica to be permanently assigned to a medium bomber group in the 12th Air Force. Our job was to interdict the German supply lines to their operation in North Italy. The main objectives were the rail bridges in the Brenner Pass and the river and road bridges in the Po Valley of North Italy. The German anti-aircraft fire was fierce. I survived. By the end of the war in Europe I had flown 68 combat missions, been promoted to Captain, and sent home.