World Battlefronts: Don't Land

Said the wing commander: "It was a brave and gallant and heartbreaking thing."

Two Catalina patrol bombers had been circling for hours over a pair of bright yellow rafts in the freezing, gale-whipped sea 90 miles off Attu. On the rafts were six young naval airmen who had crashed. It was dusk and still no surface craft had answered radio calls for help. Now the fuel was beginning to run low in the Catalina's tanks.

The pilot, Lieut. Commander Frank R. More of Sunbury, Pa., made up his mind. He lowered his floats, eased down through tatters of fog toward the rafts. It...

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