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1001 Bed Time Stories of World War II

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1001 Bed Time Stories of World War II
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“Never underestimate the power of hope.” Lt. Benjamin I. Weiss Navigator the Daisy Mae on July 24, 1943

Gunnery School for B-24 Liberators

"Look at the Ducks!"
Top Turret Training at Flexible Gunnery School

Top Turret Training during World War II. Fran and the other gunners who ended up on the Daisy Mae began their gunnery training in Las Vegas. They learned how to shoot with ground training and then graduated to shooting drills at drones while flying high over the Nevada desert.

Sergeant Masters, who taught Perkins, Conley and Calhoun, trained over 600 airman how to fly and fight during the summer of 1942.

You can learn more about “Flexible Gunnery School,” in my book, the Last Flight of the Daisy Mae.


A New Ship in April of 1943

On April 3, 1943, Fran and the other gunners, are picked up at Davis-Monthan Airfield in Tucson, Arizona and depart to Hawaii for their  very first mission. This is their very first bomber. It is called Thumper. The ten-man bomber crew had been training since July and finally, they will be hurled into World War II.

Lt. George Smith and Thumper II after an accident in June of 1943

Their new bomber with that brand new bomber smell, flies the guys from Arizona to Kualoa Airfield in Hawaii on April, 3, 1943. After the crew deplanes at 5 PM, a new crew gets on board Thumper for a defensive patrol around the Hawaiian Islands. Shortly after take off, the second crew loses radio contact with the control tower.

The crew and the wreckage of Thumper, are never found. Fran Perkins and the other guys learn quickly that even in non-combat roles, men are lost. A sickening feeling takes over the crew. In silent tribute to the relief crew on Thumper, they never mention her again.

Shown in the picture is “Thumper II,” in June of 1943. It crashed upon take off at the same Kualoa Airfield, where Thumper I was lost.

Read the whole story in The Last Flight of the Daisy Mae.


Fran Perkins and Phil Stillings have lunch with Eleanor Roosevelt in 1943

Phil Stillings shown left and Fran Perkins shown right just before their meeting as guests of Eleanor Roosevelt, the First Lady in the Fall of 1943 on Oahu, HI

Phil Stillings and Fran Perkins getting ready to give War Bond speeches on Oahu. They are recovering from wounds and put on a detail to help Eleanor Roosevelt, our First Lady, raise money through the sale of War Bonds to civic groups around Oahu, Hawaii.

Fran is one of the eleven heroes from the Last Flight of the Daisy Mae.

Two Heroes and Eleanor Roosevelt in 1943

Eleanor Roosevelt with two heroes from the Daisy Mae
First Lady, Eleanor Roosevelt, surprising wounded warriors Fran Perkins and Robert Patterson for their heroics aboard the Last Flight of the Daisy Mae

The First Lady, Eleanor Roosevelt surprise Ball Turret Gunner Fran Perkins shown in dark glasses and Radio Man Robert Patterson, by congratulating them on their heroism during the Last Flight of the Daisy Mae. The First Lady is autographing dollar bills along with the remarks, “Congratulations Sergeant Francis Perkins for shooting down four Jap Zeros, two confirmed and two probable,  on July 24, 1943. Sincerely, Eleanor Roosevelt”

This is just a few days after Fran Perkins received miraculous eye surgery from an Australian eye surgeon stationed at Hawaiian General Hospital. Fran’s buddy, Robert Patterson is also helping Fran walk, getting use to walking and moving about with only one good eye.

Robert Patterson, in spite of of being wounded with “hunks of metal sticking out of his legs,” was able to restore the damaged radio and transmit Morse Code to Midway Island, to alert the airfield that the Daisy Mae was still flying out there somewhere and preparing to land on Midway or ditch at sea. Patterson’s message said “Big Girl Coming Home. Big Girl Coming Home.” All personnel working in the control tower at Midway knew exactly what that message meant.

Midway Island prepared for the worst and had every able bodied soldier sailor and marine alert and ready to stand by the airfield to help extracting the wounded and dying aboard the severely damaged Daisy Mae

The Daisy Mae, herself had tricks up her sleeve to assist Pilot Joe Gall, and Co-pilot John Van Horn in a bizarre but safe landing. Over 800 bullet and cannon holes would be counted by the surviving crew and sailors the following day.

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11 heroes stand up against overwhelming odds on July 24, 1943

Veteran’s Day Tribute for the Daisy Mae…

Tribute to SGT Francis Perkins and the crew of the Daisy Mae…

My friend, Jim Hawkins pays his respects to SGT Francis Perkins and the crew of the Daisy Mae on Veterans Day, 2016.  Jim is a Vietnam Veteran and Korea Defense Veteran.  Taking a trip to Bushnell National Cemetery in Florida, Jim  hoisted a glass of Mogen David Wine.

This tribute means so much to me because during the Last Flight of the Daisy Mae, when Fran Perkins lay blind and wounded aboard the Daisy Mae, and the ship’s odds of returning safely were nil, Navigator Benjamin I Weiss, ordered nineteen year old Fran Perkins to invite him to Thanksgiving dinner 10 years into the future.

"Never underestimate the power of hope." Now resting with his wife, is the brave, hero of the Last Flight of the Daisy Mae
“Never underestimate the power of hope.” Now resting with his wife, is the brave, hero of the Last Flight of the Daisy Mae

Ten years later, on Thanksgiving Day, Fran Perkins carried out the command of his superior officer, Lt. Benjamin I. Weiss.  Fran and Ben made it back from the War, alive. Ben brought a bottle of Mogen David wine and had a silent toast to the ship and crew of the Daisy Mae. Every year since, Mogen David Wine and Thanksgiving go hand in hand in the remaining Perkins family.

Jim Hawkins, in October 2016, sent me an email asking if it would be okay to salute my Dad and his shipmates.

What an honor for my Dad and an honor for me. Jim placed my book The Last Flight of the Daisy Mae, and a bottle of Ben Weiss’s favorite wine, Mogen David, beside Fran’s marker at Bushnell Florida National Cemetery.

It took me three years to research and write the book about Fran, Ben and his buddies. Many times I would close my eyes at my keyboard and I could almost see the now deceased 11 heroes of the Daisy Mae as much younger versions of themselves,  talking, laughing, and trading “Joe Lewis,” jabs in jest.

Fran Perkins in Hawaii recovering from his wounds
Fran Perkins in Hawaii recovering from his wounds
July 25th 1943
SGT Evans and Lt Myron Jensen are flagged draped before their burial at sea

Right now I see these young men, standing by a younger version of Daisy Mae, saluting Jim Hawkins and his family.  Navigator Ben Weiss is pouring Mogen David wine for the brave, young crew in a return salute to my friend, Jim Hawkins.

Thank you, Buddy…




A Thanksgiving Promise: From 1943 & World War II

A Story of Thanksgiving  & Hope

Completely surrounded by 15 of the best fighter planes Japan has to offer, bullets and cannon rounds smother the B-24 Bomber called the “ Daisy Mae.” Bloody wounded and dying men are everywhere on board. There is no place to hide. Even if there were, the eleven men on board today, will fight to the death if need be, to save each other and to save their ship. They are desperately trying to pay life forward for their buddies.

Flying and fighting at 17, 000 feet, and at 300 miles per hour, the B-24 Bomber, is struggling to fly with jagged edge metal pushing against the wind, leaking fuel,  and the fire power of the enemy. Illuminating tracer rounds are starting fires throughout the doomed ship.

From his ball-turret gunnery position, located beneath the 10 man crew and the largest bomber in the world at the time,  Sergeant Fran Perkins, lay wounded after shooting down two Japanese Zeroes and taking two more Zeros, out of the fight. He is totally blind, Fran’s front gun sight from his machine guns, was driven into his forehead by the second  exploding warplane directly in front of Fran’s deadly aim. He lay bleeding from massive wounds and is completely blind.

The remaining Japanese fighter planes begin to turn around and head back to their base on Wake Island.  Perhaps it is because they lost too many aircraft to the fierce fighters aboard the Daisy Mae or perhaps they are straying too far from their airbase on Wake Island. If they run out of fuel, they will have to crash land in the shark infested waters of the Pacific Ocean. If the severely damaged Daisy Mae, falls apart or her engines dies out, she and all aboard will receive a similar fate.

The valiant ship and crew are still 1200 miles from home, their base on Midway Island, with very few instruments that are operational and nothing but miles and miles of ocean and a severe storm they must fly through as well. This is the worst tropical storm in ten years. The wounded and dying ship will have to give everything she’s got to weather the storm and land safely.

The Navigator…

Aboard the Daisy Mae, men are wounded and some are dying. Fran Perkins struggles to move  his wounded body and crippled gun turret back into the belly of the ship. He knows his tour of duty is over, since he is blind. Perkins feels he is only dead weight on the ship and is now worthless in saving his crew from the deadly high speed battle raging at 17,000 feet of above the sea.

Lt. Benjamin I. Weiss, the Navigator on board, studies his maps on the Navigator’s table set up in the cabin directly behind Pilot Joe Gall, and his trusty Co-pilot, John Van Horn.

Picture yourself looking over Ben’s shoulder as he studies his maps. Today, if you could study a world map, you will see exactly what Navigator Weiss is looking at on July 24, 1943. You and Ben are looking at the clear blue Pacific Ocean with no land masses between Wake Island, the site of the battle and Midway Island, the airfield where they must land. There are over four hours of open sea, and now possibly five or six because of the damaged aircraft engines. The only ships at sea they may encounter along the way if they ditch the massive bomber in the ocean, are two enemy submarines that are tracking Daisy Mae by radar. The Japanese submarines will not take survivors. They will take no prisoners.

Convinced to stay on his new course adjustment, Weiss leaves his table and runs to the rear of the ship. There, Flight Engineer Arvid B. Ambur, after saving the hydraulics, is now administering first aid to the wounded and dying aboard the struggling ship. Weiss can do nothing more as a Navigator but just maybe he can help as a healer.

“Fran, Do you have a girl back home?…

Fran Perkins lays between wounded Myron Jensen, the Bombardier, and Joe “Pop” Evans, the wounded Aerial Photographer. Since Perkins is the only man conscious, Weiss asks the blind airman;

“Sergeant, Do you have a girl back home?”

Nineteen-year old Perkins, nods, “Yes, her name is Elaine.” He hesitates and looks downcast. “I’m blind now, Elaine won’t want me anymore.”

Lt. Weiss thinks for a moment, and then responds as a much older and wiser man, although Ben Weiss was only a few years older than Fran.

Smiling, yet assuming the role of a superior officer, Ben orders boldly, “Sergeant Perkins, ten years from now, after this War is over, I want to have Thanksgiving Dinner at your home and I want Elaine to cook for us.”

“Yes Sir, “Fran responds loudly, as he is trained to respond when communicating with a superior officer.

Then the Navigator kneels down, his voice softens as he says, “we will make it back safely, I swear to you we will.”

After a long pause, Perkins asks softly, “Sir, can you navigate by the stars?” Perkins is thinking of his life long dream of piloting his own plane from Midway Island at night and navigating by the stars. He is also fully aware that now he will never achieve that dream.

Ben Weiss responds, “ I need to get back to the cabin and keep Daisy Mae on course for Midway. We will talk later, I promise.”

Ben stares at his blind and helpless,comrade who is bleeding and lying on the floor. Ben states boldly, “Never underestimate the power of hope.”

Ten Years Later…

It is Thanksgiving Day, November 26, 1953, ten years after Fran’s last mission on his beloved, Daisy Mae. After a few miracles, most of the crew made it back to Midway, and a brilliant Australian eye surgeon working in Hawaii, was able to restore one of Fran’s eyes. Both eyes  move together, however blindness in Fran’s left eye remains. Fran is very grateful this Thanksgiving, as he is able to accomplish his goals without a one eye handicap.

Fran’s wife is preparing Thanksgiving dinner. The holiday aroma of Turkey, stuffing and baked pies fills the small apartment in Evergreen Park, Illinois near the tough South-side of Chicago.

There is a knock on the door. My Dad, Francis J. Perkins, former gunner on the  B-24, Daisy Mae, springs like a Jack-In-The-Box, from his dining room chair. The door opens and standing there is a man, a few years older than my Dad, with the biggest smile I have ever seen in my life.

“Come in and meet my family,” Fran beams.

“Ben, this is my wife, Elaine, my Lady Elaine. This is my daughter Linda and my son Wayne. Family, this is your Uncle Ben.”

Navigator Weiss smiles as he replies, “I have waited ten years, to meet you, again and I am especially happy to meet Elaine. I had a strong feeling we would all meet someday.”

Ben opens his bottle of Mogen David wine and begins a Thanksgiving tradition in the Perkins home lasting long after our new visitor was gone and even after three more baby girls are  born to Fran and Elaine Perkins, years later.

Fran Perkins Home
Fran’s home in Lake In the Hills. He built this home by himself, standing with his 3 baby girls who came later and son, Wayne in uniform.


Wayne and Linda meet Santa Claus the day after meeting War Hero, Benjamin I. Weiss and their ride in his Daisy Mae…
Fran married the girl he left behind. Lady Elaine. They spent the rest of their lives together, in gratitude…

The Thanksgiving dinner is wonderful and the conversation is lively, but conspicuously absent of talk about the War. This is a silent tribute to the friends and family they lost during World War II.  Fran and Ben are living their lives because of those friends. Their friends sacrificed and payed life forward to the two young men enjoying a grateful Thanksgiving that only they can fully understand and appreciate. Somewhere,  the rest of the silent crew must be smiling.

After dinner, Ben has a surprise for the Perkins family. Weiss commands, “Saddle up everyone, we have a mission to complete. We must complete our mission.”

Within, two minutes, we find ourselves loading into Ben’s rental car. He takes us to an airport in Chicago as he has a surprise for the Fran’s family. During World War II, the airport was called CIT or Chicago International Airport. Today, Chicago International Airport, has had a recent name change. It is now named after the most significant battle of the Pacific Front during World War II. It  carries the famous name of the battle that restored hope in every living American in the summer of 1942. It was the same name as the airfield that the Daisy Mae took off from and crash landed during her famous battle at 17,000 feet above Wake Island.

The airport Ben, Fran and the family are traveling to is now called “Midway.”

At Midway, Ben unloads the car and quickly and efficiently loads the family onto a small single engine airplane. Fran in the front passenger seat, Linda and Wayne in the rear seat. As Ben was lifting up Fran’s six year old son, little Wayne asks the World War II hero, “Uncle Ben, do you have a name for your airplane?”

“Yes, I do as he winks at my Dad. I call her the Daisy Mae.”

The Last Flight of the Daisy Mae…

The autumn sun is setting as Ben’s Daisy Mae is taking off from Midway. Soon, they are flying over Wrigley Field, Comiskey Park, Soldier Field, and all of the venues that the Perkins family will enjoy over their lifetimes because of the heroics of the two young men  sitting in the front seats and the brave sacrifices of the other nine crew members on one hellish day in the summer of 1943.

Fran and Ben fly as two brothers, flying, talking, laughing  and just having fun. This time there is no rank or decorum separating them. In place of bullets and bombs, there are heroes and hope.

Ben turns the plane around and heads out to the darkest regions of Chicago’s Lake Michigan. Soon Ben turns over controls to Fran and is teaching him how to fly for the very first time. Fran cannot believe it. With his young family as witness, Fran Perkins obeys every command Ben gives him and enjoys every moment he is sharing with his family.

“Fran, I remember the last time we were on the bomber together. You asked me if I ever navigated by the stars. Do you want to learn how?

Fran Perkins can barely speak. An emotional lump fills his throat. Fran nods “yes” and Ben points to the star filled November skies.

Fran Perkins is now learning how to fly and navigate by the best damned navigator in the whole damned Army Air Corps. Ben Weiss delivers on a dream and a promise he made ten years earlier in a desperate battle, when the odds were neither Ben nor Fran would survive.

Ben instructs Fran to look out the window into the star filled black skies over Lake Michigan, and says, “Fran the secret to navigating at night involves mastering two tools.”

“What are the tools I need to master. I’m ready,” Fran replies determined.

Fran is feeling the same excitement he felt many years ago , when he was just nineteen climbing aboard his very first B-24 bomber with his buddies.

Ben points to the windshield and then to his right and says, “first you need to find the North Star which is located near that frying pan formation over there and then you need to master the most important tool of all.”

“OK, what tool is that, Ben?”

Ben smiles, “You need hope. Never underestimate the power of hope.”

Happy Thanksgiving…


Excerpted from the Last Flight of the Daisy Mae: A Story of Heroism and Hope at 17,000 Feet, by Wayne F. Perkins author/publisher. You can order the book from and fine bookstores everywhere. You can also ask your librarian to order the true story of heroism and hope,  for your public or school library. It is available through Baker and Taylor Library  Wholesalers, and Createspace for libraries. Copyright ©2016 Wayne F. Perkins, Whispers of Heroes.