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- Glenn Miller Festival 2004
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- Leslie Gollicker
- Location of story:听
- RAF Desborough
- Background to story:听
- Royal Air Force
- Article ID:听
- A2983034
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- 08 September 2004
I was at RAF Desborough driving a crash ambulance. I was on duty one night when I heard an explosion which I knew from experience was a plane crashing. I told the medical flight sergeant who contacted the control tower and they knew nothing about it. I went outside and saw a glow in the sky from the crashed plane. The M.O. then told me to go and find the plane. We drove into Desborough and nearby was an American bomb dump. The gates were all open ready for us and right at the far end of the bomb dump we found the crashed plane. It was a Wellington bomber.
Everyone on board was killed. Searching the wreckage I found an officers cap which I knew belonged to the Chief Flying Officer of the camp. Apparently he wasn鈥檛 on a mission or anything but had gone up on a 鈥渏olly鈥. His body wasn鈥檛 discovered for some time, until after the debris was cleared in fact.
Hi wife stayed with his coffin all night in the church, not knowing that his body wasn鈥檛 actually in the coffin. The coffin only contained sandbags to give it weight. Indeed, the sandbags were still there when the coffin was buried at his funeral later. I don鈥檛 know if the family know to this day.
Some nights later I came across the medical officer and the flight sergeant digging a hole to bury his remains on the road junction. The site of this unmarked grave still exists today. I assume that his marked grave still contains the sandbags.
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