Three years of research on this pilot who lost in life in a plane crash October 21, 1947 in Windsor Mills. I was not even born when it happened.
Three years of research on Joseph Achilles Eugène Gagnon, a Mosquito pilot with RAF 23 Squadron. I am not even related to him.
A young French-Canadian, born May 28, 1921, a home town boy from Bromptonville who does not even have a street named to remembering him by…
A forgotten hero of Bromptonville, a town that does not exist anymore after its annexation with Sherbrooke.
23 Squadron, a RAF Squadron almost unknown stationed near the little village of Little Snoring in England also almost unknown. A squadron little known before I started writing a blog about it especially dedicated to it in 2010 to reach out for descendants of these airmen, pilots and navigators.
23 Squadron protected Bomber Command bombers flying over Germany like Halifaxes of 425 Alouette Squadron.
Thirty-three missions, most of them at night, flying at 600 km an hour at an altitude of 200 to 300 meters.
People should remember…
Never injured, but death was always present.
Keeping Me-262 away from Berlin…
Flying on the last operation of Bomber Command in WWII…
At last… VE-Day!
The Mosquito was not that easy to fly especially on take-off and landing.
A crew: one pilot and his navigator. A navigator who I only had a name: R.C. Harris in 2010, and I was not even sure.
A research that is now bearing fruits because I have found the son of the navigator who is now scanning his father’s precious logbook..
All this to pay homage to his father who died in 1967.
Eugène must have been happy to see him after 22 years… The last time they saw each other was when this picture was taken in July 1945.
People should remember these airmen decorated with the DFC.