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Page 10, Cloverdale Reveille, November 12, 1997 V2 rockets terrify Hague residents 4., Following is the seventh part of a continuing series of stories written by Michael van der Boon at the Cloverdale Autobiography Writing Work- shop being held at the Cloverdale Senior Center Tuesdays from 1:15-3:45 pro. This class is taught by Scott Reid and is free. Presented by the Santa Rosa Junior College Seniors' Program, the class always welcomes new participants. Michael van der Boon retired in March of this year, and was the former owner of Van der Boon Meat Co. in Healdsburg. He and his wife Ingrid have lived in Cloverdale for six years and have a daughter and two sons who live in the area. Van der Boon was born in Holland. V2 Rockets Part VII By Michael van der Boon The Hague, December 1944 Our life was getting tougher. Depression set in as the cold surrounded us. We sat around mostly wrapped in blankets. It was quiet outside. A lone dog howled in the dis- tance. Suddenly there was a rumbling, cracking, terrifying roar, then an earsplitting blast. The earth rocked, the windows rattled, the house shook violently and a brilliant flash of light illuminated our living room. We froze, hold- ing on to our chairs. "What the Hell is that?" my Dad cried out. "The whole damn world is blowing up." We rushed outside. In front of us, a flaming cone, thundering straight up into the sky, so close that I feared the orange- red blaze would engulf us and burn us to a crisp. In that deafening moment we couldn't hear each other, though we did hear a hyster- ical voice outside scream, "Oh my God, a burning torpedo!" The missile's overpowering glow narrowed into a tail of smoke and fire. In awe we stared at the alarming sight. My mother grabbed all three of us, holding on for dear life. With eyes large from fright, we watched e hellish scene in front of us. i',It's a rocket,' my dad shouted in our ears. They're launching the damn things right behind our house." Shiver- ing uncontrollably we stared at the shimmer- ing flame weaving its terror in the dark. "Now I know what those long trucks carried," my mother recalled. "I saw them a few days ago turn the corner of the Schouweg. We just nodded. The noise diminished, and for a few minutes the cone pushed its silver body straight up, higher and higher. One moment it was lost in the clouds, then we spotted its fiery tail again. When it reached the stratosphere, it suddenly seemed to stop. We watched breathlessly. "Look, it's think- ing," I yelled. Indeed, the missile seemed to stand still for a split second, as if it had a brain and were alive. Then it resolutely turned westward. We later discovered it's second stage was programmed to go west towards London, aimed at all those innocent people who would never know what hit them. "Those damn Krauts," was all my Dad could say. Before the night ended, one more rocket was launched. Needless to say, we couldn't sleep. The next day Hitler trium- phantly announced the powerful V-2, his new- est secret weapon. Soon we not only worried about the rocket destroying us, but also that the allies would look for it and start serious air attacks against it, which could be disastrous for us. From then on two V-2"s blasted off nearly every night, even on Christmas and New Year. Some did not make it to England and fell short, in the City or in the meadows. Because they traveled faster than the speed of sound, one didn't hear them coming. There was no time to run or hide, before its warhead dropped. There was no defense against it and it killed more people, with more explosives than the V-l, packing a double punch with its combination of contact and tremendous air pressure. The following afternoon we had a better chance to see how it looked. The rocket roared up into the blue It's shiny body reflecting in the sun was an awesome sight. Only a few hours later the first allied reconnaissance plane buzzed overhead, searching for the launch pad. The Germans, good at camouflaging, had hidden it between private homes, in a wooded area behind our house, on the other side of the street and railroad tracks. The Allies, although they knew it was near- by, could not pinpoint it, a fact that worried us more than anything else at that time. At the daytime launches we could easily judge if a V-2 was going to make it all the way to London. I discovered that if I could count to ten, second stage started and if I could contin- ue to 63 and not hear it any more, the rocket was well on its way to England, and we were once again, safe. Once a V-2 fired at noon acted abnormally. We could see something was seriously wrong. It never reached its second stage. Instead, it careened backward faster than it had been going forward and fell on its own firing table, killing the German ground crew. We felt the terrible blast but the trees around the launch pad partially protected our street. For theri6xt few ( iySae had peace, but the Germans repaired the damage in an amazing- ly Short time. Once again the missiles were shot into the heavens. Unfortunately many fell in our country, because whenever the weather was bad, they would detour. Nearly every morning a squadron of spit- fires would come over, dive down and try to hit the launching pad. They flew the length of the avenue behind us with tremendous speed and riddled the street with machine gun fire. It certainly wasn't peaceful having a missile launcher behind our home. Nevertheless, we were so busy just surviving that we had to ignore the danger. We became fatalistic, I guess, believing that only bad luck would get us killed. One morning` while I was washing up in the bathroom, a V-2 blasted off, its thunder- ing sound waves shaking the whole house. I began my old routine of counting. I had only made it to 50 when the roaring stopped and I knew something had gone haywire. Drop- ping everything, I ran to the window. The sight out there was straight out of a science fiction story. Ever so slowly, the 46 foot long missile turned around as it lost its flaming tail, indi- caring that the fuel which had powered the rocket was spent. It came down nose first, falling like a leaf driven by the wind, heading in our direction. I panicked, I screamed at everybody to get out of the house. Where would we go, where would we hide? Not in the house to be buried alive? Mother opened some windows in the liv- ing room and we jumped out into the yard. We dropped on our stomachs and according to instructions, put our thumbs in our ears and our little fingers against both nostrils to avoid pressure inside the sinus cavities. I shielded my little sister, held my breath and braced myself for the blow. There it came! I quickly closed my eyes. With a tremendous blast the rocket slammed into trees half a mile away and exploded, throwing a mass of debris while digging an enormous crater. The blast tore our doors from their hinges. Numb from fright we watched them sail by, followed by red and gray roof tiles, tossing around like confetti scattered in the air. Sud- denly all was still, except for the sound of more tiles splattering onto the bricks of the street. When it was over we shook for a long time. I rolled onto my back and stared dazed- ly at the empty sky. I still held my sister, Ronalda, who was fine, while I looked at my Dad and my Moth- er, on their knees, stunned and disbelieving. Are you all right Mom, Dad? They nodded and staggered up. Holding on to each other we slowly walked back to the house. Rushing through the rooms, we found that wherever we had opened the windows, everything had been thrown on the floor, but was still intact. In the other rooms, windows had been blown out, frames and all, inside all was in a sham- ble. The houses in the next block were still standing, but a closer look showed that the entire insides were blown out. Considering the damage inflicted by this wrorig-missfle, it was fortunate that most people were at work. We were extremely lucky that our own house survived in pretty good condition. Aside from a few doors and some Windows, only the chimney had to be replaced.' A week later another V-2 fizzled, but this time it was a real killer, dropping in the densely populated Laak district in the center of The Hague. That night I woke up screaming, as the gleaming torpedo came at me all over again. It was to be the first of many nightmares! Ed Jones Stockholders Buy, Sell, Hold? Call or stop by today for the latest information. Ted Etheredge 144 Mathson St.., Healdsburg (707)433-7827 www.odwardjones.com Ed0000dJonei Servin Individual lnvestorm Siam 187= i McCONNELL CHEVROLET * OLDS * GEO li li li li li li YOUR NEAREST GM DEALER 1395 Heal&burg Avenue, Healdsburg e 1 800 775 3384 Arm yourself against influenza; low cost flu shots at Longs 11113 The flu season is here and Cloverdale citizens are urged to protect themselves from the virus. Flu shots are available at Cloverdale Longs Pharmacy (790 S. Cloverdale Blvd.), Thursday, November 13 from 2 pm to 6 pro. Cost is $10 per flu vaccination or free to people providing proof of Medicare Part B (bring your Medicare card). The flu shot clinic is sponsored by Care Home Health. Flu symptoms include high fever, up to 104 , lasting up to two or three days; chills, sneezing, headache, muscular aches and pains, sore throat and cough. Once the fever subsides, fatigue and weakness may persist for several days, or even weeks. The flu is usually not considered a serious threat to healthy adults and children, but the flu shot will prevent the two week illness which can cause absence from work and school and interfere with normal daily life. The flu can be a serious threat, or prove even fatal to those in the high risk category. People who suffer from heart disease, lung diseases, chronic kidney disease, diabetes, or any disease which interferes with the body's ability to fight infection, who are residing in a nursing home, or are over 65, are in the high risk category. The flu vaccine is recommended every year for people who fall into the high risk category. Late fall is the best time for the vaccine, since the amount of the antibodies in the body is greater one to two months after the vaccine, and then gradually decreases. Longs Drugs in conjunction with Care Home Health is offering the low cost flu shots. Barbara Seamons, RN and the Longs pharmacist will be happy to answer any questions you may have regarding the vaccinations or the flu. Blue California Authorlzed Agent Cross of "llqbmul Mm af  lira Crab  $40 Copay Plan Call 894-9550  " 11/l/lrt Single Sulxmfllxl Sulxlcdlx Fwnily Spouse Ch Chamm 19-29 29 57 52 100 71 30-39 45 73 68 117 77 40-49 72 117 95 168 101 50-59 120 192 143 223 145 60-64 144 236 154 250 11 Off'aram, .A00'aa/aay 128 N CkMm:ile BIll -  CA 95425 . License# 0695854 Washington School Students of the Washington School Students of the Week are their homeroom teachers for their citizenship and of Clo i Mollie V 89th t those her days 1 / Students of the Week for October 25, for the 4th-6th gr$} are, front row, from left, Jenny Gray, Elisa Matson, Dannl . Hunt, David Garcla, Erik Figueroa, back row, Kyle Srl Raghni Reddy, Shannon Smith, and Tony Gonzalez. pI COl the iml on i' and po ( th meetin Partr a $48, ' clients ,, Boule / Students of the Week for October 25, for the 7th-8th grade as follows: front row: Cindy Orozco, Crystal Snow, Rol Trask, Chris Lemley, Mike Selberg. Back row, Leslie B Carly Adcock, Kaitlin Bradford and Angel Orozco. News from CHS's The Crier The journalism class at Cloverdale High School publishes t newspaper, The Crier, on a monthly basis. In conjunction with pu of The Crier, young writers will be contributing to the Cloverdale as well. Good-bye Sato, Hello Carey! By Helen McKean Everyone hates good-byes, and so far this year we have ha good-bye to two of our staff members, Mr. Ashworth and However, we do have the opportunity to welcome a new pet to our campus, Superintendent Dr. Mike Carey. Dr. Carey started his career in education by teaching for being a superintendent for 15 years, and the last 11 years in 5 pol being a superintendent for grades K-8. Presently he is liviJ his family in Sebastopol. He doesn't really like the 40-minu! mute, though, so he is looking for a house closer to Cloverd Carey has two children, one who attends Analy High, and he to wait until he has completed high school to move. Dr. Carey's primary goal is to " observe" the school district I year. Based on what he sees, he will set up a five-year plan tc the needs of the district, including technical progression and ing the literacy of elementary grades. Dr. Carey feels that ec should give students a chance to turn out successfully and them to make a marketable and decent living. ] Since Dr. Carey has only seen students' progress from ki ten to 8th grade, he has rarely seen what has happened after tM started high school. When he would attend their senior gradd. he had a chance to see which students had succeeded and wl. had failed. He also noticed that the senior class size was consiid smaller than their class size in 8th grade. Where did these sl go? Did they move away, drop out? Dr. Carey is curious to happens to these students, and he intends to find a way to h6 survive educationally. While interviewing Dr. Carey, he said that he was very ir with CHS and the student body, which seems very dedical concerned about their work. Dr. Carey likes being around this age group, and so he looks forward to getting involved students as much as possible. Romancing the Vine on Feb. 1 In celebration of Valentine's Day, the Sonoma County Musel be holding its annual "Romancing the Vine" Friday Feb. 13,1 scho( OD e in nee, was du F!ty's part ch coulc )urts for c erofthejo dance e-Mayorl rustees Lt eider, Sc] id City Mi erville comp basic Seaman Son of Ke of Clov( tl US Ni cruitTrat rakes, Ill. gtheeigh Complet( ',which i dy and F naval cu: ling, wa and shi] .Ane physiG .and ott alstruct  values- mitmen m in th . and pe loins 55 Who will fi'om all 996 gra( School 6 to 8 p.m. festive event features over 20 of Sonoma 0 l]l[ premier wineries, fine local caterers and restaurant, a silent and a raffle and door prizes. J U( The cost is $20 for members and $22 for nonmembers, and $; door. This includes unlimited tastings, food sampling, a sl:@, C wine glass, and a chance at the fabulous door prize. Tickel" purchased at the Sonoma County Museum, 425 Seventh Strew4 [t Jones Rosa, CA 95401. [Montgol For more information please call the Museum at (707) 579 Lnta Ro: The Sonoma County Museum is a non-profit, member-sOl in cone organization dedicated to the collection, preservation and e of our region's rich history, culture and arts. Hours are 11 a' . 23co p.m. Wednesday through Sunday. Admission charges ar  the Sot adults, $1 for students or senior citizens, and free to Sonoma 76 E. Na Museum members and children under,12. For information o0 !ic. 5 co become a Museum member, call (707) 579-1500.  the ne at Mo _ .,150 Hah #ms Fair to Crafts . C sponsor .s On Dec. 6 and 7 the Cloverdale Citrus Fair will again sd eSheph Holidays Crafts Faireinthe mainExhibithall of the Cloverd Only at t Fairgrounds. The hours will be 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. and admissiO /'stud public is free. der 12. f "Come and browse through booths full of wonderful craf that perfect gift or decoration for the Holiday Season," a fair ! person stated. .Vendor applications to participate in the Holiday Crafts available at the Citrus Fairgrounds or by calling 894-3992. vendor spots still available. ct Jenr MarF erdale F aturda, immoK