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Lyle James
Mr. James was born February 27, 1917. He grew up in Sarnia, a small Ontario town whose economy depended on Imperial Oil and the Canadian National railroad. Being politically aware, Mr. James considered Hitler to be a global threat; he enlisted with the hope of keeping World War Two from spreading to Canada. After receiving his wings, Mr. James sailed to England where he joined 101 Squadron, Bomber Command in 1943. Mr. James became the pilot of a Lancaster bomber after training in a Wellington. He piloted 32 missions during the second Battle of the Ruhr. Today, Mr. James is a frequent guest speaker at service clubs and schools, where he shares his reflections on the Second World War.
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But you see, you'd be given a certain height the bomb had and a certain speed. And than your bomb site would compensate for that. So if you didn't fly at that speed or that height, you were giving him a break So, I would concentrate and listen to and do what Gordie told me, it would be "Left, left, right, right, steady, steady, steady. Bomb's gone, let's get the hell out of here." And he never..32 trips( Inaudible ) that was his words after it was, "Bomb doors closed, let's get the hell of out here!"
But you gained a little speed and you came out the other end. So, those were little tactics that I had. Others would had different ones. But no, you mentioned, there was a lot of fear. You, you couldn't help but have fear. And I remember being scared so many times. I guess, 32 times, I think I was scared, and but then when you got out into the darkness, then you relaxed which you shouldn't do because that's where the fighters were waiting for you.
I had to be calm. And many times, I had shut my mic off, so they, because I wouldn't make it. But basically, the pilot, they depended on him. And you depended on them. And at no time did I ever hear anybody cracking up. Like my own crew, they were good, I know there was cases where boys broke down. I can't blame them. But in our case, they did their job and they did it like men, as I said. And they were sure they were scared. And I remember my mid-upper gunner told me after the war, he said, one time I was over a place called Dusseldorf and he said, "I don't care what they do, If we get back from this, if they shoot me if they want. I will not fly again." But the next night, he was out there again, ready to go. And so, there was fear and lots of it.