Coming up this weekend, the 239th anniversary of the Battle of Guilford Courthouse. Greensboro, North Carolina. Troops under General Nathaniel Greene fought the British under Lord Cornwallis and changed the outcome of the American Revolution.
(Photograph on right copyright 2017 by Dan Routh. Photo on left, US Army Air Corps)
My father 1st Lt. Sylvan R. Routh, 435th FS, 479th FG, United States 8th Air Force and his flight log book. P- was his airplane “P Bar”, a P-51D Mustang. Dad flew 39 combat missions in Europe during World War II. On March 15, 1945, he was escorting bombers over Berlin. He came home to a career as a farmer, teacher and school principal. He was my hero.
It’s supposed to be really cold here the next few days and with the sucking sound in the local economy, right now it’s pretty dreary, so today’s image is from my film archive of places where I’d really like to be. Robin Hood’s Bay is on the coast of Yorkshire, east of York and between Scarbourgh and Whitby. It is sort of a storybook fishing village not overrun by tourists and perches on bluffs that run down to the sea. It’s cool and damp because it’s on the North Sea, but cool and damp in Robin Hood’s Bay is different than frigid in Greensboro. Some fresh fish and chips and a pint of bitter and I’m good to go.
During World War II, my father was stationed at Wattisham near Ipswich, in Suffolk, UK. He was a fighter pilot with the 435th Fighter Squadron, 479th Fighter Group of the Eighth Air Force. He flew 39 combat missions in a P-51 Mustang escorting bombers of the 8th over Germany. During his service, he had the opportunity to go into London on leave. He spent VE Day there. Dad always told stories of his experiences, and he often spoke of the red phone boxes he saw all over England. They are still there in places, but becoming fewer in number. This one is in London, near Parliament.