A New Zealand Airman remembers
his experiences as a POW in World War 2
60 Years ago today!
" After a moment or two of checking that I still had two arms,
two legs and my head still on, and no copious blood , I pulled myself
upright against the nose. The aircraft was just over the edge of a small hill
on it's belly pointing downwards, largely in one piece but on fire.
The vision of a lake of fuel on board and four acoustic mines
caused me to move off downhill at a smart stagger.
A couple of hundred yards down the hill I found my way blocked.
I stopped to gather my senses, to throw up
and to discard a pair of underpants.
They had come off badly in the trauma of the crash,
but luckily I was wearing two pairs and my long johns were on top!
I remember thinking to myself as I threw away my helmet and oxygen mask
"well I won't need that anymore".
Galbraith Hyde
The crash, the almighty crack on the head, unconciousness. As we begin to piece this together Timothy Hyde |
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