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The Story: 2 Doves and the Mockingbirds…Who Wins?

2 doves on feeder (640x427)doves and mockingbird wnating them to go away (640x427)2 doves and mockingbrid flying on feeder (640x427)doves saying no to mockingbird (640x427)dove wings spread, mockingbird (640x427)dove 2 with wings spread (640x427)mockingbird fly away (640x427)I kept expecting the doves to capitulate. They often give way to other birds. Mockingbirds can be bullies. But not this time. The mourning doves won the day.

Off to write!


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The Devil’s Messenger, Part 3, A True WWII Story

Walter Wilde, front left

Walter Wilde, front left

I’m not sure where this photo was taken. Probably much later than the story that is told here

The Devil’s Messenger was about my dad and one of his real life brushes with death. He truly had more than 9 lives. Here it continues:

The Devil’s Messenger, Part 3

by Terry Spear

Had the Ouija board truly been the cause of Walter’s misfortune? Bleeding and having trouble breathing, he struggled to keep his wits about him as the cockpit seemed to brighten, while the airman radioed his condition to the pilot. No one else had been injured on the mission.

“Have Wilde crawl up to the cockpit,” the pilot radioed back.

With dwindling strength, Walter crept up to the cockpit while the engines roared and the aircraft vibrated. When he could breathe the oxygen freely, he lay still. His arm ached from the wound and the shock to his system created the urge to relieve himself.

“Gotta go,” he said as the plane flew back to Snetterton Heath. As the antiaircraft fire ceased and the lead plane radioed the all-clear signal, the navigator pulled off his helmet, then looked at Walter. “Can’t you hold it? We’ll be home soon.”

“Can’t wait.” Walter squirmed on his side in agony.

The navigator handed his helmet to Walter. “All right, use my helmet, but don’t say I never did anything for you.”

Walter struggled to relieve himself, and as he finished, ME 109s tailed their aircraft, while the aircrew manned their guns. As the navigator jammed his helmet onto his head, he swore, “Damn!” as the urine trickled down his face. Walter chuckled under his breath.

After returning to base, two of the crew hurried to carry Walter out of the aircraft. For seven missions he’d served with the same crew, but while he recuperated in the hospital for his wounds and recovered for six weeks, all the crew members would lose their lives on the next mission as their plane went down. No survivors.

Walter’s injuries had prevented him from flying the mission that ended his crewmen’s lives. Had destroying the Ouija board, then saved his life?

Not normally suspicious, he still vowed never to touch another Ouija board the rest of his life.

But when he had to go on his thirteenth mission, his crew warned him that he was headed for bad luck.

It would prove to be his final mission in the war.



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