Photos and
History of the 446th Bomb Squadron from Charles L. Burandt - Page 2
Provided by Cecile Burandt, Charles Burandt Jr., and Jacqueline Burandt
Left photo: German 88mm anti-aircraft gun. Right photo: Grave of S/Sgt. Dale B. Stamper.
From Cecile Burandt:
"The poem, below, was found folded in my father’s old snakeskin wallet that he
carried with him throughout the war. We assume it was a copy that several
crewmen may have carried, and that the title was:
‘No More’."
I've got those Cerignola, Foggia, Bari,
What the hell of a cemetary blues.
I don't want no pass to Rome,
Just send me back to home sweet home.
And keep me grounded till I die
Cause I don't ever want to fly - - - NO MORE.
I got those up flack alley, down flack alley,
Got a date with Axis Sally blues.
And when I see that clover leaf,
I know I'm in for plenty of grief.
If doc will only send me home,
I promise never more to roam - - - NO MORE.
"Despite the admonition to 'keep me grounded,' Charles Burandt returned to
Air Force Service in March 1953. He retired from the 7th Bomb Wing SAC,
in October of 1968, following 27 years, 8 months and 123 days of service."
This is a photo of Burandt's wallet that he used to record some of the flights he made overseas.
Cecile Burandt: "Found in Charles Burandt's wallet was this short snorter.
Short snorters were bank notes traditionally autographed and exchanged between
service men and women during World War II and the Korean War."
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