The article We Shall Remember Them in the July issue stirred memories. My father was an engineer with 1667 HCU at Lindholme for most of World War Two. In 1944,1 (age 3) lived with him and my mother in a house on Doncaster Road in nearby Dunsville. One night a large RAF aircraft, I think it was a Lancaster, came down near our house. It ploughed through the back gardens and ended up in a vacant plot at the junction with Broadway (now occupied by a shop selling carpets and beds). As far as I know there were no survivors. My parents were reluctant to talk about the incident in later life. Our house was the end house of a row of semis and had the aircraft come down a few yards to the south east, it would have hit the gable end of our house and I probably would not be writing this e-mail.
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