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I still remember the look of distaste on his face when he discussed the Japanese tactics while the British...
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I walked several times the six miles to Stoughton aerodrome to watch the huge gliders being towed up and...
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When Russia changed sides after the Germans invaded Russia I was released with other men and joined the...
My friend Alec and I went to see it, we hid behind the covered way. He served on "The Glorious" an...
My aunt reluctantly surrendered her son in the hope that they would give him a better start in life in...
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