near Norwich.
And from there we did Pathfinders.
(engine roars)
You'd count them out
with incendiary bombs.
You knew the call-sign, usually,
of the boy you were dancing with
the night before.
And you'd wait for the chaps,
for the call-signs of the
As they came up, as they
they'd get increased height,
so that they came within the scope
of the radar.
And you'd hear their call-sign,
and you'd say, oh, that's Johnny,
that's Brian,
that's--
And I remember, one of the
with one of the pilots,
and her boy didn't come.
That was terrible.
But that's war.
