Carrying on from my last post where I promised more information on some of the photos I'd taken.
Freddie Gilroy (1921-2008) was born in County Durham to a mining family. He went to work at the local mine but also joined the Territorial Army. In 1939 at the start of war he was called up to be a gun aimer for the Royal Artillery. Towards the end of the war he became a Regimental Police Officer. On the 15th April 1945 he was part of the force sent to Hamburg to liberate Bergen Belsen. The horrors of what he experienced stayed with him for the rest of his life. He spent his 24th birthday within the camp and when interviewed by a local newspaper in the 1980s he confessed that he had cried on every birthday since then.
That's Scarborough Castle in the background, shrouded in the morning mist.
In the Canadian Memorial hanger at the Yorkshire Air Museum at Elvington is the Halifax Bomber called Friday 13th.
We watched a small film in the on site cinema about how it came to be named. Bomber Command 158 Squadron flew Halifax bombers from nearby RAF Lissett each plane having it's own unique call sign. By 1944 all Halifax Bombers given the F for Freddy designation had been lost so when the new one arrived it was deemed to be unlucky. On it's first mission in March 1944 bomber LV907 F broke that run of bad luck. That night 95 aircraft were lost but LV907 returned. The Canadian crew decided to call it Friday 13th to 'jinx' it even more, they painted many images of bad luck onto the plane and defiantly embraced the F for Freddy superstition. LV907 Friday 13th went on to return safely from 128 more missions before the end of the war. This particular Halifax was held in great affection by its crews and of course they all wanted to fly on missions in this aircraft.