toysoldier said:
Wyandot Jim said:
Well I don't know if it was a piece of shrapnel or a fragment that rattled around in my Dads B-17 ball turret. He was pretty lucky when you consider the confines of the turret. Yes you did have armor plate at your back. This was on a mission over Germany and he kept the piece for quite awhile. Unfortunately it has disappeared over the years
Contrary to popular impression, the ball turret was the safest position in a heavy bomber in WWII. An analysis of 1,117 air-battle casualties (110 killed, 1,007 wounded) from the 8th Air Force B-17 and B-24 Bomb Groups showed waist gunners were 20.9% of that total, with bombardiers, tail gunners, and navigators close behind. Ball turret gunners were only 5.9% of casualties. This info from the book
Gunner by Donald Nijboer.
That may be true. But you might want to do a little research on how you get out of the turret and to your parachute if the bail out order is given.. :wink: Notice in the films that the gunners didn't where their chutes they were stored forward of the waist gunners. Also the ball gunner had to rotate the turret, if it still had power, to be able to get out. His armor plate hatch was at his back. Once in a dive or spin it was almost impossible to bail out of any position due to the G forces.
From a WWII Ball Turret Gunner
So we hit the jump alarm and we had to jump from the plane, but we were separated. I was the second to last man out because it took me so long to get the ball in position to exit, get out of it, get my parachute on and get out of the plane. I’d never parachute jumped before. They told me what to do and fortunately it worked!”
A day in a ball turret
“The ball turret had a clutch with a hand crank, and an electric motor. To get in or out of the ball, you had to crank the ball so the guns were pointing straight down. The hatch would be exposed on the top inside the ship and you could get in. Once inside you closed the hatch and then you could activate the electric motor and also charge the guns solenoids. In an emergency, and if you had enough time and you hadn’t lost power, you could point the guns down, open the door, and get out and up into the ship. I kept my parachute outside because it wouldn’t fit in the ball with me. My flak jacket wouldn't fit in there either so I'd give it to a waist gunner to stand on. The real problem was that if flak broke the gears to the turret, you were stuck in the turret and you couldn’t even hand crank it around. There was no way out.”
After one mission, another crew asked me to come over and look at their ball turret guy because they couldn’t get him out. He was stuck in there and they didn’t know how to open the ball turret. So I went over and opened the door and his head was missing. A 20mm came through his ball turret and took his head off. I didn’t know he was dead until I opened the door.
One time on a mission I noticed my back was as cold as hell. When we landed, I saw a slit in the door behind my back. A piece of flak had made a slice through the armor plate in the door I was up against. I’ve also had the window broken twice from flak.”
"Ode to the ball turret gunner"
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.