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Bezig met laden... A Real Good Wardoor Sam Halpert
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'Gritty, funny and rich with authenticity.' - Robert Olen Butler 'Sam Halpert shines his light on a well worn subject and gives us material glowing with stoic humour and a crusty humanity. A unique and moving book' - Susan Minot Engrossing...evokes the fine line between a close call and a tragedy, not to mention the way guilt is detonated by war's deadly absurdity' - New York Times Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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There were always accidents: bombs that fell on top of the plane below (McGuire has a photo of just such an incident), mid-air collisions between friends while trying to form up before crossing the Channel, and horrifying crashes while trying to lift overloaded planes into the air. Any engine failure on takeoff inevitably resulted in a massive conflagration.
I suspect many of the incidents recounted by Halpert in the novel probably really took place. For example, one of the planes reported a stow-away. The bundled him into some blankets and found an extra oxygen bottle, but the man, a clerk, decked out in his Class A uniform, waited until they reached a high altitude and stepped out of the plane through the waist gunner's opening -- without a parachute. They later learned one of his close friends had been killed on a mission.
Given the extraordinarily high casualty rate among aircrews, the only analogy that springs to mind is soldiers in World War I climbing out of their trenches into the face of enemy machine guns to recapture a few square yards of mud.
There has to be a better way. ( )