Dear Michael

Dr Ernest Braham came to the school as a part-time teacher of biology in the 1943-44-45 period of the war. His fulltime job was being Vicar of Newtown (he also practised as a psychologist and often regaled us with stories of the people he had helped!). John Neville and I went to his church on Armistice Day 1944 to play Last Post and Reveille at the commemoration service. I recall his thundering from the pulpit about the "diabolical machinations of Nazism"  -  I had to look that up when I got home in order to discover precisely what it meant.

I met him subsequently at Portsmouth Munipal College when he was doing another stint of part-time teaching. He was a lovely man, albeit a hopeless disciplinarian, and of course was very much liked by all his pupils and students.<

 His son, Wing Commander J.R.D. Braham DSO,DFC,  came to the school with his navigator and told us of his operations in a Bristol Beaufighter. He was an acclaimed nightfighter ace and described how he and his colleague used to "stalk" their prey. Some few months later he was shot down over Holland during a daylight sortie and became a POW. I remember this incident vividly as I was in the staffroom, having been summoned by George for what I suspect was to be a painful interview, when Dr Braham entered in some distress to say that his son had been shot down and was missing. My fellow miscreants and I were immediately dismissed never to be summoned again.

Some years later,in the late 50s I was serving at SHAPE in Paris when I saw Wing Commander Braham again when he was appointed to the staff of that headquarters. However, I never got the chance to tell him that his calamity had saved me and my chums from ours. I think his father would have laughed though.

I hope that this will be of some help, Michael, and thank you for passing on information that struck such a chord in my memory - thanks to Peter Keemer too.

Every Best Wish

Jack Shepherd

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Extract from Wikipedia:

Bob Braham - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia