In the late summer of 1944, our crew bombed (I think) the South East Ordinance depot at Munich. I (as navigator) was facing the feet of the copilot, Bob Andrus, when we took several hits, and the blood flew out of Bob like water from a hose. As we came off the bomb run, it was my job to call to each crew member and have them respond. As I did this, I called each crew member, and got a response, I think it was Lane Carleton who asked, "Navigator, aren't you going to call the copilot?" I said, "There's no point in that, I am sure he's gone." At that the co-pilot said, "l'm OK, but a couple of hydraulic lines have been cut. The blood's hydraulic fluid."
Editor's note: The crew flew to Munich on November 4, 1944.