the bases were being bombed early on, they didn't want them right next
to each other. So our base was divided into four squadrons scattered across
the farmland. Bicycles were issued to us officers to help us get around
between squadrons. The bicycles were instruments of destruction with hand
brakes on the handles. We often referred to them as "Germany's secret
Our living quarters were adequate but rustic. We slept in Nisson Huts which resembles a steel tunnel with cracks in the floor and in the sides and roof. Our token stoves was a bit of a joke. They were very small and required the ingenuity of a MIT graduate to light a fire. Fortunately we had plenty of blankets.
Headquarters for the 401st Bomb Group
The Officer's Club
We would try to get into London at least once a month. You could go a little stir-crazy on the bases. And the bathing facilities left much to be desired. So a trip into London was often in the works. In the pictures on this page and preceding pages, are my pictoral documentation of my trips on my bike and my walks around London, England.