Combat Cameraman

OVER THE TARGET… The movie camera in my hands was ready as we entered our run over the oil fields of Ploesti. Cracking towers, smokestacks, huge oil storage tanks and outbuildings almost scraped the Witch’s belly as we let go the incendiaries. Through the camera’s lens I saw a B-24 fly into a barrage balloon cable. The plane spun, corkscrewed to the ground and exploded. Beyond, I saw another smash into a smokestack and instantly dissolve into a fireball. The heat from the storage tank fires turn