Sunday, May 30, 1943

The words that follow are transcribed verbatim from the journal my father, Lt. Ben H. Rushing, kept during his deployment as a navigator on a B17.

The words that follow are transcribed verbatim from the journal my father, Lt. Ben H. Rushing, kept during his deployment as a navigator on a B17.

May 30, 1943

What a nite. I rolled & tossed all the night. I must have slept about 1 hr. altogether.

Went to briefing at 5:45. Was so nervous I could hardly sit still. We went to Naples. It was a very easy mission, but I’ve never been so nervous in all my life as I was. One ME110 attacked us. He almost crashed into us as he came so close. Didn’t hit us, but I don’t think anyone hit him either. Saw Mt. Vesuvius, the volcano that erupted & covered Pompeii. It was still smoking.

I talked with the Dr. about my condition & he took me off combat. Said I would be a nervous wreck if I forced myself to go on. It’s bad to have to stay over here with all your buddies going home, but I can’t take it any more.

Guess my gal won’t wait, but if she doesn’t care enough to, that suits me OK. I can get along OK.

May 30 comp

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