May, 1944

0n their arrival to the Central Pacific theatre in mid May 1944 Lt. Robert L. Nelson and his 10 man crew were sent on their first bombing raid to Wake Island. They might have called it quits after they found out what the long distances of this air war held in store for them. That microscopic speck of sand in the middle of the vast Pacific was targeted on the 15th, 16th and 17th by various squadrons in the group.

They realized the gauges weren’t working properly on their aircraft and indicated they wouldn’t have enough fuel to make it back to base. The pilot ordered them to throw everything overboard that wasn’t nailed down including their 50 caliber guns, ammo and flak jackets. They even chopped the ball turret loose with an axe to lighten the load. After a long white knuckle ride they eventually landed on a staging base which was much closer than their home destination at Kwajelein. The crew chief of that B-24 was not going to be happy.

Sept. 10th, 1944: Toll of the High Road Page 288- ++Log of the Liberators++ :

Back in the Central Pacific, the other two 7th AF Liberator groups were carrying on business as usual, and a couple of 30th bomb group Libs became symbols of just how much the aircraft could withstand. One of them was called “Bombs Lullaby”; she had been in the Pathfinders 392nd Bomb Squadron since the beginning of the Gilberts Campaign, months before Lt. Bob Nelson and his crew got her. The fact was that nobody else wanted the ship — she was heavy in one wing and almost impossible to trim. They said that firing the guns or shifting a wad of gum to the other side of your mouth would knock it out of trim, but after a while they grew “kind of fond” of the old girl. Her first crew had named her back at Canton and taken her on 10 missions and although Nelson’s crew was unhappy with the title they left it for luck. From her 28th mission with her new crew, on Sunday, Sept. 10th, 1944 she brought back over 400 bullet and shrapnel holes, a dead engine and two dead crewmen.

On that ill fated mission the target was Iwo Jima, and Bombs Lullaby was flying through a curtain of flak, about a thousand feet below a veil of light cloud. Suddenly the clouds expelled a hail of cannon and machine gun fire. Bob Nelson from Brooklyn, a little fellow who had trouble reaching the control pedals of the B-24 without a cushion under him, saw the tracer fire but not the fighters.

As shells thumped into Bombs Lullaby the tail section became a shambles. Danny Keyes, the tail gunner, was killed. An incendiary bullet hit one of the tail guns and burned through, another hit an ammo rack and set off 150 rounds of .50 caliber bullets. The crew’s beer ration, stowed over the gunner’s position to cool it, was shattered into broken glass and foam.

Photographer Milo Hockett, who had traded places with another squadron shutterbug to fly with his friends on Bombs Lullaby’s crew, crumpled with a machine gun bullet through his heart. “Wash” Warshavsky, the waist gunner, was squirming on the bloody floor of the aircraft, badly wounded in the head and shoulder. Next to him Joe Scaro, the other gunner, had somehow survived the stream of gunfire. A cannon shell had exploded above his head, but the heavy waist window frame had fallen down in front of him and probably saved his life. Another Zero streaked in on Scaro’s side and he held the window up with one hand and fired his gun with the other, driving off the attacker. By then Bombardier Mike Bartow and Navigator Chuck Hall made their way back through the ship to help them. Bartow thought Hackett didn’t look dead, maybe shocked. There was no blood and he didn’t see the hole through the heavy sheepskin jacket. Keyes had obviously been killed, a six inch black hole in his chest, and fragments of incendiary still burning inside.

There was no oxygen supply, Hockett’s lifeless body having disengaged the lines when it fell. A dozen fighters were ganging up on the B-24 and the three turrets still working were roaring back at them. Up front Lt. Bob Nelson and his co-pilot Lt. “Clem” Claflin, were trying to keep up with the formation. The control surfaces of the elevator were shredded and the throttle control on the number 4 engine had been shot away, jamming it at high speed.

When the fighters finally broke off, Nelson was able to drop down to solve his oxygen problem and Mike Bartow was attending to Warshavsky, attention which saved the gunner’s life. Wash would be returned stateside (EUS) and would not see his crewmates until 50 years later at a reunion in CA. They were eventually able to bring the battered “Lullaby” back with a crash landing at the airfield.

Of the seven remaining members of the crew 5 would go on to serve in the Korean War, Robert Nelson also served in Vietnam. In late 1945, Co-pilot Chester Claflin would die, KNB along with a flight engineer in a ferry flight crash back in the States. This was after the crew had finished their 40 missions and gone their separate ways.

Pilot - Lt. Robert L. Nelson #0-806312

Co pilot - Lt. Chester “Clem” Claflin #0-818604 --- KNB / Dec. 1945 -later crash

Navigator - Lt. Charles Hall #0-

Bombardier - Lt. Mike Bartow #0-688574

T/Sgt. Wash Warshavsky #32435478 - waist gunner - EUS / wounded head & shoulder

S/Sgt. Danny J. Keyes #13029125 - tail gunner --- KIA / incendiary bullet in chest

S/Sgt. Joe E. Scaro #31240437 - radar op / waist gunner -RTD

S/Sgt. James L. Laney #16066382 -Ball turret

T/Sgt. Edwin M. Copeland #33286589 -Engineer / T. turret

S/Sgt. Kenneth R. Batson #18186609 - Nose gunner

S/Sgt. Milo Hockett #37249801- photographer attached to crew --- KIA / bullet in chest

S/Sgt. Millard R. Williams #12044923 - gunner

Nelson, Robert L.