i used to work at the home of a man who flew P39s in Europe in WWII ,one day while i under his kitchen sink..he started talking about the war,after awhile,he told me about when he was shot down and how he had spent the last 6 months of the war in a POW camp.....then he said...and the damnest thing is....one day i was mowing my lawn,and i saw a moving truck pull up to the empty house nextdoor,,i went over to meet the new nieghbor when the sedan pulled up...and ill snookered if on of the camp guards didnt get oout of that sedan.
we stood and looked at eachother a minute..he had a fightened look on his face,so i went to him,smiled,,hugged him and asked him if he wanted a beer,and introduced my wife to him....
he was telling me this story because the day before i was working at the house..the german man ( i never learned his name) had passed away.....but the two men had become great friends..
also...i am friends with Col Bud Anderson....yeah ive braged about it before...but he was good friends with Gunther Rall up until Rall's death in 09..Bud said that they would get together and visit..spend time at one anothers homes...and went to the BIG european airshows...guess places like Oshkosh aswell..