Qui se souvient de Bernard Vilandré? La suite

Qui se souvient?

Son ami Ralph en ouvrant mes courriels ce matin.

I knew Bernard Vilandre who is listed in photo in Course 6 and then shotdown by night fighter and POW until war’s end POW, Squadron  111. Bernard passed away 11/30/2005.  Thanks for his contribution and sacrifice. His gravestone makes no mention of him being a Fighter Pilot etc. He is buried in a small country churchyard on the March Road, Kanata, Ontario. I am so pleased to find a photo of him « Course 6″ as my personal photos of the two of us were lost due to fire.


Qui se souvient?

Le fils de Bruce McNair qui avait partagé cette photo de son père.



Une autre personne qui possède ce site Internet qui rend hommage aux pilotes abattus au-dessus de la France.


19-08-1941     Angleterre/Common.     

111 Sq RAF         

Circus 82 – escorte de 6 bombardiers Blenheim sur installations ferroviaires de Hazebrouck (59)
Localisation     Présumé au-dessus d’Hazebrouck
Circonstances     Abattu en combat aérien avec des chasseurs Me109
Commentaires     Décollage 17h40 de North Weald, Essex UK
Sources     JL Maillet (sources: spitfires.ukf / rafcommand.com)

Sgt     Joseph Bernard Marius     Vilandre     Pil     RCAF     Prisonnier         R/74035 – PoW N° 23616 Camp L6

Qui se souvient de Bernard Vilandré?


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5 réflexions sur “Qui se souvient de Bernard Vilandré? La suite

  1. My father, Thomas Biggart, from Glasgow, Scotland was in the RAF Regiment, 2901 Squadron. He was captured on the island of Kos in the Aegean in October, 1943 and was a POW in Stalag Luft 4 and 6, he was on the so called ‘death march’ over the winter of 1945 after the camp was evacuated as the Russians approached. He ended in the war in Fallingbostal in April 1945. Many of his accounts mirror those of your contributors. The excellent book on the subject of the ‘death march’, The Last Escape by John Nicol and Tony Rennell (ISBN 0-141-00388-x) gives many accounts of POW’s such as my father and when reading it I could recall my father’s account of many of the stories in the book. They were all in it together. Dad always attributed his survival over that march to his comrades, and in particular to the system of the ‘combine’ where a small group of men shared everything and took care of one another. This was also the case in the camps. His memories of the war were many and as I look back now had a profound affect on the rest of his life, yet I never recall him being angry with the average German soldier- in fact he had empathy for them as they seemed to be a sorry lot towards the end. But he hated those in Gestapo and the SS, his accounts recall what a ruthless lot they were. Years later he told me of an incident when a Gestapo officer threw a brick of soap at him which hit him square in the face as he stooped down to pick up a photo of my mother, a bad lot he would say. His War Time Log book does however show that there were good times in the camps, my father was footballer and the camp soccer games, players and scores are all carefully recorded. His memories of the return to the UK are some of the most vivid. The clean sheets, the lovely nurses who cared for them, the smell of food although wonderful, were a shock to the system. But perhaps the most distressing thing to him was being separated from his mates in his combine. Those friends who he had lived with for the past years and who had kept one another alive. As he was suspect of suffering from TB he was kept isolated and did not have the opportunity to see his friends before they left for home. He did meet with them years later though- ironically, this was perhaps one of the toughest periods of the war for him. He remained in the RAF for almost 18 months after returning from Fallingbostal, mainly due to a fear that he had contracted TB, he hadn’t fortunately and as a keen footballer focused on getting fit again to play in the regimental team. Before he died he left me with one gem which I know came from his war time POW experiences, he said, ‘we must always share what we have’.

  2. Stephen Albert Evans was a prisoner at Stalag Luft 6 for approx two and a half years. He was caught on the Island of Kos in the Greek Islands and was in the R A F Regiment and had the rank of LAC. He had his 21st birthday at the camp.
    I would like to hear from anybody who knew him as he passed away in August 2000. He was born in Wales in a place called Talgarth were his widow still lives. He never used to speak about his war years to much, but as his son, I would be most grateful for anyone who knew him to get in touch with me.

    The only name he mentioned was a chap called Fred Cidsey who was at the camp with him. I think he was in touch with him some years ago but lost touch I believe in the 70s so any information would be a bonus

    Michael Evans

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