Wrote Ernie Pyle from France:
We drove into the tiny town of La Detinais, a sweet old stone village. . . . As we stood there talking in the lonely field a soldier in coveralls ran up breathlessly and almost shouted:
"Hey, there's a man alive in one of those planes across the road! He's been trapped there for days! . . ."
We ran to the wrecked British plane, lying there upside down, and dropped on our hands and knees and peeked through a tiny hole in the side.
A man lay on his back in the small space of the upside-down cockpit....