Z SQUARE 7, A B-29 TRUE STORY

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C. Douglas Caffey

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"Always On My Mind!"

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MEMORIAL DAY TODAY

The day is Memorial Day and I sit at my computer remembering all the soldiers from every branch, who died for Freedom in a strange land, under difficult circumstances, never returning alive to those whom they loved.

It is not strange that some men will die for Freedom, for they have tasted thereof and found it refreshing to the soul. Yes, I too, would die for Freedom, and so would you, for Freedom is loved beyond measure. No yardstick can measure its depth and/or width, for Freedom goes on and on in a circuit of infinity, fanned by the hand of God. Its embers never die, but can ignite the hearts of simple folk who have learned that true Freedom comes from God.

There is no charge for Freedom, yet its value is beyond human imagination. Would that every red-blooded American chose to "stand tall" in this present hour when so many terrorists would strive to kill Freedom and to remove that precious word from the Dictionary of the World!

I spell Freedom with a capital "F"; to do less is unworthy of all we can do or say. God Bless America...glorious land of my birth!

©Copyright May 30, 2005 by C. Douglas Caffey

 

It is not unusual for a B-29 veteran to feel very close to the United States Marines since it was the Marines who took Saipan, Tinian and Guam that gave the B-29ers the opportunity to take the war to Tokyo. The Marines took Iwo Jima that allowed the B-29s to have an emergency landing area half the distance to Saipan that saved many thousands of lives. The crew of Z Square 7 landed at Iwo Jima twice. Once when over Kobe their radio was shot out and the second time when over Tokyo they ran low on fuel.

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Marine Corps War Memorial

MARINES ARE SPECIAL!

He was a handsome Marine
who had to leave his darling fair;
the time was World War Two
at Iwo Jima, he was needed there.

The love letters came and went
as plans for a wedding was begun;
Oh, how happy they would be
when this wicked war was won!

Tomorrow his ship would anchor
off the rugged coast of Iwo;
a sulphur island in the sun
where he and other Marines would go!

In their shallow draft boats
they approached the black sandy shore;
all was eerie silent from Mount
Suribachi
until all the guns did roar.

All too quickly Marines were
lying dead in haphazard array,
with no cover to hide them
on the first battle of the day.

He had his men dig a hole
and to lie deep therein;
while the enemy machine guns spat lead
above the heads of him and his men.

Penned down by enemy fire
he thought of his true love
and the vows they had made;
gave him hope to call on God above.

Out of the fox hole with grenades in hand
he crawled toward the machine gun nest
and tossed in the grenades, one by one,
but not before a bullet found his chest!

A medic heard his cry
and reached him before he could die;
to the hospital ship he was sent,
bleeding profusely as he went!

"I cannot die, for my True Love
is awaiting my return,
and I will not break the heart'
which forever would burn."

"So, medic, do not say these words;
'another Marine has died on Iwo';
for I refuse to die all alone
on this blood red ocean far from home!"

"Stop this hole in my chest;
Do your best, medic; do your best...
I'm going to sleep now, as you can see;
It's up to you, medic, to keep life in me."

He dreamed of his True Love
who waits across the sea;
He holds her close to his chest,
with his red blood staining her dress.

Miracle of miracles, the medic knows,
for at that instant blood no longer flows;
the caress of his future bride
stopped the flow of blood inside!

Letters again, come and go
from a brave Marine on Iwo;
who now lives, refusing to die,
saved by the love of his sweetheart
who shouts aloud, "Semper Fi!"

But seven thousand of his kind
did die at the Battle of Iwo;
and twenty-thousand were wounded,
with 20,000 Purple Hearts to go!

And so, just today at the VA
in Albuquerque's town
I saluted a Marine I didn't know,
for all the Marines who died at Iwo.

I always salute Marines,
stand at attention and
tell them why I do so,
for their action at Iwo,
so very long ago!

They took that sulphur island
in 1945 to make it possible
for crippled B-29's from Saipan and Tinian
to land upon returning from bombing Japan.

Saved 40,000 lives of airmen
and their many Super Forts,
who would have been lost
if Marines had not paid the cost!

So I ask of you;
salute the Marines with me
who showed their 'stuff'
in that blood-red Pacific Sea!

©Copyright September 29, 2006

 by C. Douglas Caffey

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A PILOT'S PRAYER

Lord, this B-29
is not mine...
tho' I'm the pilot
the ship is thine...

Into Your hands
I commit the crew...
for all eleven men
belong to You...

Down the runway
with a terrible roar...
Lord, lift our wings
and upward we soar...

Loaded to the hilt
with bombs galore...
sustain our ship
till we site the shore...

Lord, the awful flak
filling the cold sky...
wishes to kill us all
waiting for us to die...

Number one engine
is now aflame...
hit by exploding flak
this war's no game...

We've loosed our load
from ten thousand feet...
turned toward home
our mission to complete...
Only 1500 miles to fly
with number one engine out...
landing gear is stuck
leaving a landing in doubt...

Fuel is getting low
with still a thousand to go...
but there is little hope
of making it to Iwo...

Contact the Super Dumbo
give them our position...
prepare to ditch in the sea
Lord, You know our condition...

It will be by Your Strong Hand
that a U.S. sub can find us...
before we are lost at sea
all we have to do is to trust...

The ditching went well
and eleven men are spared...
it is evident that prayer is real
and that God is One Who cared...

Just three hours afloat
and up rises our submarine...
faith is a real substance
the evidence of things not seen...

Thank You Lord
for all that You have done...
in the saving of our crew
by the hands of Your dear Son...

©Copyright March 2, 2004

 by C. Douglas Caffey

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AN OLD FLAG WILL DO

When I have gone the last mile
Down the road of the past;
I have a request of you,
Which you might say is the last.

Drape an old flag over me,
Not a new one without a tear.
I'd like an old one, for I too, am old,
And together we'd make a pair.

An old veteran of World War Two,
Who still loves the red, white, and blue.
When I hear "Oh say can you see",
A patriotic heart awakens in me.

So, do you now see
That I want an old flag over me?
Don't need to play taps.
Save that for younger chaps.

An old flag is fine;
Faded colors are O.K...
Just drape it over me
On that last and solemn day!

©Copyright September 18, 2002

by C. Douglas Caffey

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WHERE HAVE THEY GONE?

It's been a while since yesterday
And all the B-29's have flown away.
No more do they fly through the sky
At an elevation of thirty-thousand feet high!

Many pilots, too, have gone;
And very few remain
To dream of yesterday
And the mighty Superfort plane.

World War Two has run its course
And young men have grown old;
Better seek them out before
Their stories cannot be told.

They are dying at the rate
Of two-thousand a day.
Hear what they say today
About the B-29's of yesterday!

©Copyright May 24, 2006 by C. Douglas Caffey

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