11 February , 1916 8:00 Senard, Verdun Sector Escadrille N37 Sergent Gaston A. Voscadeaux
The sun was blinding Gaston as he steered his Nieuport east on another recon mission to the St. Mihiel salient. He didn’t mind it one bit, especially with the murky conditions below. He’d rather have sun in his face than mist up to his ears. His observer also preferred sun to snow, especially after the events from yesterday. He was starting to sneeze and a long dribble of snot was hanging frozen from his nose. The lad is catching a cold after last mission. They’ve overflown the sleepy camp they were to observe with nothing new or exciting to report. It was nice to have Sgt. de Geuser in ‘A’ Flight follow them all the way along, instead of flying off somewhere, who knows where and do who knows what. The two flights returned home as one. Cap. Durand went straight to bed with shivers, after developing a fever.
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."