In a previous post I did some research about my uncle who died in WWII. I didn't see the comments until today.

"Your uncle, James J. Brennan was assigned to the 546th Squadron on Station 106 Special Order# 140, dated 17 July 1944. He was assigned as a Ball Turret Gunner on the LT Earnest E. Hanlon Crew, Crew# 23."

The Death of 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.