- Contributed by听
- CSV Media NI
- People in story:听
- anonymous
- Location of story:听
- London
- Background to story:听
- Royal Air Force
- Article ID:听
- A8651856
- Contributed on:听
- 19 January 2006
This story was recorded and posted by Mark Jeffers, with permission from the author.
I was called up in 1942 by the RAF. I went to Clifton Street in Belfast to sign up. I was sent to London in civilian clothes with about thirty other Irish men. We arrived at a place overlooking Regents Park. The Corporal came in and put us on fire duty on our first night. We thought we were going to relax once we got there but he threw us straight in at the deep end. We were all from the Republic of Ireland, a neutral country; we didn鈥檛 know what Fire Duty was! He sent us up onto the roof and told us there was a phone and various other things. He said, 鈥淵ou鈥檒l be all right, there hasn鈥檛 been a raid in two weeks.鈥
Of course, there was a raid that night!
I was on the first convoy through the Met and the Suisse Canal before the invasion of Italy.
I became a flight sergeant and in Burma I dropped ammo and food from DC3鈥檚 to allied soldiers.
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