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This B-25 came to rest on the parade ground near the tennis court. This was across the street from the 30th Communications Squadron barracks and orderly room. Walt Truax who contributes the photograph believes this happened in the summer of 1950. His account follows.

'One night after work on "The Hill" and after getting breakfast at midnight at the mess hall, a bunch of us were sitting on the front porch of the barracks (we were the end unit next to the runway) planning our fun for the next day. It must have been two or three in the morning as we were watching a couple of planes land (west to east). One was coming in and "Bang", he was a little too low and hit the end of the runway (the one with the embankment from the highway)

Well it immediately burst into flames and was headed down the runway when all of a sudden it turned toward the barracks and we (must have been five or six of us) got up to run down the porch in case he kept coming. As he slowed, the craft came across the access road, through the fence and with a big rise in the air before settled to a stop with the wings burning furiously. Dave McKenna and I ran over when out of the cockpit came the pilot and co-pilot who ran away from the burning aircraft as soon as they hit the ground. Next came the flight engineer. Dave grabbed him before he could run away and asked if there was anyone else in the aircraft. We were advised that two Army guys had hitched a ride (believe the flight came from March Air Force Base).

We ran around the port wing and saw these two guys in the middle bubble trying to get out as they could not get out from the bottom hatch the because the aircraft was almost on its belly. At that point, I remembered the fire axe over the door entrance to our barracks (was on the corner facing parade ground), ran in and grabbed it. As I came running back around the wing, one of the Army guys had somehow kicked open and broken out the bubble and came tumbling out after it hit the ground, followed by the other one. Both took off running and shortly thereafter someone found the first guy on the ground as he had broken his leg and ran a considerable distance.

As always some amusing parts to a tragedy. Inside the barracks the aircraft fire had lit up the building like it was on fire. Utter chaos and confusion existed as nobody knew exactly what had transpired. Funniest of all, Norman Clevenstine was on a top bunk and when he jumped out, landed on (forget whom) the person below him and was getting a piggy-back ride being carried all the way into the hallway. Someone else jumped out through the open window in the rear of the room and I suppose many other incidents occurred. By then the Fire Department and Police were there and shoo-ed us all away.'



Contributed by Norman Clevenstine



BULLETIN
Friday, August 31, 1951

30th Comm. Wins Base Title
Ray Weiler Drives Home Winning runs in 6th

Roaring back with a power that was not to be denied, the 30th Comm Sqdn. annexed their fifth straight base softball title Monday night by rallying in the fifth and sixth innings to score six times and defeat the Supply Nine, 7-5.

Team members and representatives: Capt. Martin, acting CO, Sleepy Herman, pitcher,   Dicky Melburn, second base, Art Houston, second base, Victor Pace, 1st Sergeant, Bob Isaacks, center-field, Tony Hood, catcher, James Stahlin, outfield, Jimmy Crumrine, pitcher, Melvin Long, third base, Robert Rose, outfield, Hank Janas, shortstop, Bill Hess, outfield, Ray Weiler, left field, Jim Chico, right field, and Clem Clevenstine, first base.

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