Description
Mr. Garrison describes the plight of Upper-Mid and Tail Gunners when a bomber is going down.
Glenn Garrison
Mr. Garrison was born in 1925 in Sarnia, Ontario. His family moved to Blackville, Ontario, in 1930. Although his father was a boiler maker with the Canadian National Railroad, Mr. Garrison's family was poor. When old enough, he went to work in a factory, then enlisted in 1943. He received his Air Gunner training in Lachine, Quebec, then shipped overseas on the <em>Mauritania</em>. He was a member of 428 Squadron. The Mid-Upper and Tail gunner positions were extremely vulnerable and he was fortunate to survive many bombing missions over France and Germany. These missions included the bombing of submarine pens in Southern France and the industrial area of the Ruhr Valley. At the age of 18, Mr. Garrison returned to Canada with 43 missions to his credit. At 19, he became a flying instructor at Fingor, then CO of the Turrets and Gunnery school at Mountain view. Mr. Garrison and his wife live on a farm in Sarnia. He has his own air plane and is still flying.
Transcript
Every mission could be a, a story. But the one that, really, is the, the only time that I came to bailing out of that one. And if you know the rear, the tail-turret and the mid-upper are part near-dead people, to start with, because you very seldom ever got out of there, very seldom, unless the air plane was still stable. Because in, in the tail-turret, you're locked in. You got, you got the doors, and, and they lock it at the back... and you slide in, you slide in feet first on two railings, and you slip in there. I used to undo the flying boots, just in case. Close the doors, and you're in there. And your parachute is hanging in the inside of the fuselage. Same with mid-upper, his is hanging down on the side of the fuselage, too, held in by two bungie cords. So, the minute you've been hit or something or other, what happens? Hydraulic system's gone. So in the tail-turret, how are you going to get out? You had, there was, there was a little handle, a little gear down here and you just engaged it and wound it back, trying to get the turret straight. Reached behind you trying to get the doors unlocked. And lean back and pick up the parachute off the rack. Snapped on the two snaps on your chest. Crank the tail-turret around to the side and bail out blackwards, backwards