Former WW II fighter pilot Lt. Col. Albert Nickels recalls 'unimaginable' event
The following war story was reported in the Air Force Retiree Services newsletter by Rudy Purificato the 311th Human Systems Wing Historian.
The main player in this drama retired Lt Col. Albert Nickels now resides near San Antonio, Texas and works as a volunteer at the Brooks Retiree Activity Office.
Hereís a story: As a former World War II fighter pilot trained to expect the unexpected, retired Air Force Lt. Col. Albert Nickels recently experienced something unimaginable relating to his wartime service.
Nearly 64 years after having escaped death following the crash of his P-47 Thunderbolt, a member of the family who had rescued him contacted the now 86-year-old Airman to provide photographic evidence of his wartime ordeal.
"I couldnít believe, at first, something like this could happen. I was elated," said Colonel Nickels about the initial e-mail he received in January. The e-mail was from a 91-year-old family member representing the late farmer who was instrumental in saving the colonelís life near Parma, Italy, on April 26, 1945.
The farmerís son sent a black and white photo of the colonelís downed P-47 in a field. Colonel Nickels also received color photos of the field as it looks today, plus an exterior shot of the farm house where he had been taken, and an interior image of the attic where he was hidden from the Germans. The unexpected cache of memories included a color photo of the hospital where Colonel Nickels was treated, and a black and white photo of him in civilian clothes, a common disguise for downed American pilots. This helped Allied underground forces smuggle them through enemy lines.
"Benfiglio Ruggieri said that his father had always wondered what had happened to me," says Colonel Nickels, explaining that Mr. Ruggieri was fulfilling his late fatherís request to locate him.
The photographic revelation to Colonel Nickels was akin to experiencing the stunning effect characterized by the old slang expression "a bolt from the blue." Unlike many wartime veterans of his generation, he has never revisited the land where he had served in combat.
Colonel Nickels was a member of the 64th Fighter Squadron, 57th Fighter Group of the U.S. 12th Air Force based midway between Pisa and Rome in Grossetto, Italy. During his 74th and last combat mission to find targets of opportunity, Colonel Nickels crashed in an orchard.
"I saw a flash that momentarily distracted me. I was flying low and hit the trees. The Germans got to me first. Two SS troops shot at me. One bullet hit (grazed) my head. They thought they had killed me," recalls Colonel Nickels. Minutes later a group of German Wehrmacht soldiers found him alive.
"I spoke fluent German because my grandparents were from Germany," the colonel said. "I asked them if there was a hospital nearby. They laughed. They thought I was a German turncoat disguised as an American flier."
One of the German soldiers was left behind to kill him. "He shot two times over my head and left," Colonel Nickels confessed. The farmerís family then came to his rescue. After hiding him in their farmhouse, he was taken to a hospital in Parma where he was treated for a variety of injuries including four fractured ribs. He made it safely back to Allied lines only days before the war in Europe ended.
Today, Colonel Nickels serves as a volunteer in the Brooks Retiree Activity Office. He is grateful to the farmerís family for helping him then and for the photos he recently received. He no longer travels, but his daughter, Linda plans, to personally thank the farmerís family for him when she travels on vacation to Italy in June.
Colonel Nickels, thank you for your service...now and then!