Wichita
Falls resident Donald L. Kramer spent most of December 7, 1941 quietly in the
Texas countryside near Sheppard Field visiting with his girlfriend Glendine.
That all changed when he tried to get back on base that night. “I knew nothing
about Pearl Harbor till I tried to get back in through the back entrance like I
normally did and got stopped three times. ‘Halt! Who goes there? Advance and be
recognized!’ they said. The guards wouldn’t let me pass, so I had to come back
through the main gate. I still didn’t know what was going on, but I got into
the barracks just in time for bed check at 10 o’clock and the guys told me what
had happened. Immediately there were changes. We had to send our civilian
clothes home; from then on, we had to wear our uniforms all the time. The pace
of our training sped up. All of the sudden we were at war,” he said.
Donald L. Kramer in 1941 |
The transition from war to peace was just the latest in a
series of abrupt changes in Mr. Kramer’s life. A native of New Riegel, Ohio,
Kramer had spent much of his life in that small farming community southeast of
Toledo working on the family farm through the Depression years. “We had a 24
acre farm outside of town and grew nearly everything that we ate. We raised
cows, chickens, and hogs. We had a big potato patch, fruit trees, berry bushes,
and a vegetable garden. It was a good life but it wasn’t easy. Everyone had to
pitch in,” he remembered.
During the summer of 1941, Kramer worked at Swan Rubber Co.
in nearby Carey, Ohio, operating a punch press making rubber clutch facings and
brake linings along with his cousin and close friend Harold Landoll. “We worked
together, and dated together, so when Harold was drafted in July; it just
wasn’t the same after he left. So one day after work, I journeyed up to Toledo
to see an Army recruiter and told him that I wanted to join the Air Corps and
be an airplane mechanic,” he said. “I got my choice of service, my choice of
job, and even my choice of where I wanted to be sent for training.”
After
being sworn into service August 25, 1941 at Fort Hayes near Columbus, Ohio, he was
sent on a train to Sheppard Field at Wichita Falls, Texas for basic training.
“My first impression of Texas wasn’t all that great. It was hot and dry.
Sheppard Field was just getting started, just a few barracks out in a wheat
field. There were about 350 men assigned to the field. They only had a few
barracks finished, so we would move in and clean one up, then move on to the
next one. This happened four or five times. I was in the second graduating
class at Sheppard as part of the aircraft mechanics course, which lasted 26
weeks,” he said.
Once
the war began, one of the first things Kramer did was to marry Glendine in
January 1942. It capped six months of remarkable changes in his young life.
Since August, Kramer had transitioned from civilian to military life, from
living at home to living in Texas, from peace to war, and from single life to
married life.
Don Kramer's Certificate of Appreciation for War Service from 1945. |
After
his class graduated that spring, most of the men were sent to other bases but
Kramer was left behind at Sheppard Field for a month, “not contributing
anything to the war effort. So I went to the chaplain and complained. He said
he would see what he could do about it. Two days later, they pulled me from
K.P. and sent me off to Duncan Field where I was assigned to the motor pool.
Next I was sent off to aircraft carburetor school at Kelly Field. Finally I
received my orders to go overseas.”
Kramer
sailed to England in the spring of 1943 aboard the liner Queen Mary along with 18,000 troops and a crew of 3,000, crossing
the Atlantic in 4 ½ days. Upon arriving in England, he was assigned to the 16th
Depot Repair Group at Burtonwood No. 2 near the town of Warrington, about
halfway between Manchester and Liverpool. The Army Air Force had just established
this massive service depot operation to support the Allied air offensive
against Germany, labeling the two depots Burtonwood No.1 and Burtonwood No. 2.
“The airplanes would come in to the depot, and all of the parts that needed to
be overhauled would be taken off the plane and sent to the various shops. I
worked at both depots fixing carburetors, so I worked in the engine shops. One
depot worked on inline engines for fighter planes like the P-51, while the
other worked on radial engines for the B-17s and B-24s. We retrofitted 700 or
800 P-51s with a water injection system which gave them a short term burst of
power. It was a lot like working in a factory, just like back home. Once the
various shops finished their work, the plane would be re-assembled and flown
back to the fighter or bomber group. We kept ‘em flying,” he remembered.
Life
in England was a stark contrast to the life he had known back in the States.
“When we got to England, the country was on the ropes. England had a strict
blackout rule, anybody that got caught lighting a cigarette was punished. They
were still getting bombed nearly every night. In some of the towns, it looked
like a war zone with burned buildings and rubble. I stood guard duty at
Burtonwood with three rounds of carbine ammunition because that was all they
could afford to give us. What do we do if we see the enemy? Fire your three
shots and run! It was really something,” he stated. “I liked the English people
though, lots of nice families. For the most part we got along pretty well.”
Kramer
spent his three years in England living in a barracks “very similar to the
Nissen huts in the movie Twelve O’Clock
High. We had a little wood burning stove right in the center of the
barracks and since I was a staff sergeant and barracks chief, I got a cot right
next to the stove. It didn’t put out too much heat but it kept the ice off the
windows. We ate a lot of Spam, powdered eggs, powdered potatoes, and corn beef
hash. We usually had a traditional meal at Christmas and Thanksgiving. I knew
what we were doing at the depot was important, but I had some mixed emotions
about fixing planes to go back and bomb Germany. My dad came from Germany and
I’m sure we still had relation living in Germany then.”
“One
of the things I really remember is when I met General Eisenhower. He came to
the shop one day with a Russian general, introduced himself, and went around
the shop shaking hands and talking with the men. He had me explain to this
Russian general what we were doing in the shop. This happened before D-Day, as he was probably too busy after D-Day to have time to visit,” Kramer
commented.
Going
on leave always promised an adventure. “The officers and enlisted men usually
went to separate towns while on leave. I remember going to Liverpool on leave
and you’d run into troops of every nationality. English, Canadians, Norwegians,
Free French, Poles, you name it. It was a wild town. We normally went to
Manchester which was a little closer and not as wild as Liverpool,” he said. “You
could never get good food in an English restaurant since everything was short. I
had a furlough in London and had to go down into a bomb shelter every night,
but had a good time.” Kramer later acquired a two-seater bicycle and rode
through the English countryside, even going into towns that were ‘off-limits’
to military personnel.
V-E
and V-J Days both occurred while Kramer was on leave. “After the war, I was
sent down to the bomb dump at Groverly Woods. It was my job to get rid of the
bombs, so we’d load them on flat bed trailers which were carted into port, then
dumped out to sea. Same thing with airplanes. We had so many bombers left over
that no one knew what to do with them, so we’d strip them down of anything
useful, chop off the wings and haul the remnants out to sea and toss them over
the side.”
Mr.
Kramer was discharged in November 1945 at Tyler, Texas and returned home to
Wichita Falls. “I was just so happy to be home after 2 ½ years overseas and was
eager to resume the normal life. But it was a different life than before the
war. We all had the same dream of building the country up after the war. I
didn’t know what I wanted to do, so I bounced around jobs for a few years
before I went to work at Sheppard Air Force Base, and stayed there until I
retired,” he said. “By the time I came back to Sheppard in 1951, there were
15-20,000 men assigned to the base. Quite a change from 1941.”
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