Robert A Cox

Robert A. Cox First Lieutenant, U.S. Army Air Forces Service # O-790523 381st Bomber Squadron, 310th Bomber Group, Medium Entered the Service from: Virginia
Died: 8-Feb-43
Missing in Action or Buried at Sea
Tablets of the Missing at North Africa American Cemetery
Carthage, Tunisia

Awards: Air Medal with 2 Oak Leaf Clusters AUS # 13020147

Resided in Grason, VA, Entered at Lanfley Field, VA. on 1 May, 1941 as an Aviation Cadet.  He was born in VA in 1920, attended 2 years of college, was a farm hand/dairy, single at enlistment, white and citizen.

310thBG,381stBS, Lt Robert A Cox, Pilot KIA

Robert A. Cox
First Lieutenant, U.S. Army Air Forces
Service # O-790523
381st Bomber Squadron, 310th Bomber Group, Medium
Entered the Service from: Virginia
Died: 8-Feb-43
Missing in Action or Buried at Sea
Tablets of the Missing at North Africa American Cemetery
Carthage, Tunisia
Awards: Air Medal with 2 Oak Leaf Clusters

381st BS:  Extracts from Missing Air Crew Report # 14584:                          

           

  A/C No.  41-13073 “VAR ARIEN” (M) (MACR-14584 - shot down) P Cox, Robert A., 1Lt - DED CP Szczygiel, Joseph F., 2Lt - DED N None B McHarge, James Hayes, T/Sgt - DED E None R Brink, Robert W., S/Sgt - DED G Windham, Duke Green, Jr., S/Sgt - DED *********************************** A TRIBUTE to Lt Robert Cox' by his Bombardier, James McHarge.

McHARGE POEM, “MY PILOT”, SENT TO HIS MOTHER

ASHEVILLE MAN AND HIS SKIPPER MISSING IN NORTH AFRICA

 

            A poem written by T/Sgt. James H. McHarge, reported missing in action on the North African front, was sent to his mother, Mrs. J.H. McHarge of 21 Cumberland Ave, by Mrs. A.R. Cox of Fox, Virginia, whose son, Lieutenant Robert Cox, was reported missing at the same time as Sergeant McHarge.

            Sergeant McHarge wrote the poem “My Pilot”, as a tribute to Lieutenant Cox, pilot of the B-25 bomber on which Sergeant McHarge was bombardier.  Their plane failed to return from a mission last February 8.

            Sergeant McHarge volunteered for service in the Army on December 8, 1941 and trained at Sheppard Field, Texas; Santa Monica, California; Walterboro, South Carolina and Columbia, South Carolina before going overseas in November 1942.  He was a graduate of Lee Edwards High School in 1937 and at the time he entered the Service, was employed at Harry’s Motor Inn.

My Pilot

 

Yes, he’s the leader of the crew

It’s up to him to get us through

If all goes well, we each get back

We rush to Intelligence to joke and wisecrack.

 

Yet off by himself, looking very grim

Is my pilot who flew the ship they couldn’t trim

He says nothing to none of the rest

If we hadn’t got back, he’d still done his best.

 

The crew, like myself, has never realized

Or been responsible for six other lives

If Fate must have it, and one must get shot

God, let it be me, but save my Pilot.