"HEAVEN CAN WAIT"

by Nicolas Trudgian

"HEAVEN CAN WAIT" by Nicolas Trudgian is a signed and numbered limited edition print from an extremely small edition of ONLY 500 prints.  This is the FOUR signatures FIGHTER PILOTS EDITION and is completely SOLD OUT at the publisher. This print portrays the 100th Bomb Group, known as the Bloody 100th that is the primary group portrayed in the series Masters of the Air. Each original signature is a World War II veteran who served in the 100th Bomb Group.

September 11, 2001 is a date burned into the memory of all the free world. Another September 11, one that goes back nearly sixty years, is a date that hangs long in the memory of aircrews of the 100th Bomb Group: They lost twelve B-17 s that day and with them, many of their proud, brave comrades.  On September 11, 1944 all four squadrons of the 100th BG headed for the oil refineries at Ruhland.  En route they encountered ferocious air attacks by Luftwaffe fighters of JG 4 that carved swathes through the Group's formations.  Regardless, the mighty battle group thundered inexorably forward towards their target, the Fortress gunners claiming 16 enemy aircraft shot down.  But the price was high.  Among the surviving aircraft returning to Thorpe Abbotts that autumn day were scores of injured crews, and many severely damaged B-17s.  The Group had been decimated:  Not one aircraft from the 350th Squadron made it home.  The next day, bloody, but unbowed and true to the best traditions of the USAAF's Mighty Eighth, the 100th BG went back to bomb the oil refineries at Magdeburg.   The "Bloody Hundredth" - the chilling tag earned by the Eighth Air Force's 100th Bomb Group ­fought a distinguished campaign from June 1943 to the end of WWII, taking part in all the major air campaigns of the USAAF's European air offensive.

"HEAVEN CAN WAIT" is a moving tribute to the Bloody Hundredth showing the imaginatively named B-17 'Heaven Can Wait' on final approach to Thorpe Abbotts after the intense battle on September 11, 1944.  Skillfully piloted by Harry Hempy, the seriously damaged B-17G has struggled 500 miles home on two engines to make it back to England.  They lost their tail gunner that fateful day.  Below the descending bomber stream, an agricultural traction engine peacefully ploughs the wheat stubble in preparation for next year's vital crop, the farm workers oblivious to the unimaginable traumas so recently experienced by the crews of the returning B-17 Fortresses.