Sunday, November 29, 1942

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

Nov. 29, 1942

We went on a mission this morning. Took us 7 hrs. to go there & back. Quite a trip. We didn’t get to drop our bombs ’cause the weather was too bad.

Saw practically all the North African coast from here to Bizerta. It’s really beautiful country. I enjoyed the trip a lot, but sure do hate that we didn’t get to do any good. Am sure those boys up there need every bit of the help we can give them.

I’ve never see so much air traffic as there is around this field. Planes are flying around all day long. Spitfires are going through here about 40 every coupla days. They are moving up towards the front plenty fast. Something big is cooking down in these parts.

Sure do like it down here since it’s beginning to dry out a little. It is so much nicer climate than we had in England. it’s such a beautiful country. I wouldn’t like to live here but it is nice for a while. This field is an ideal airdrome. It could be made big enough to accommodate a thousand planes with ease. I imagine it will be developed after this war.

Sure miss my girl. I would like to have a letter from that one right now.

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