I first heard the word “erks” from George Stewart’s mouth when he phoned me in 2011. I never thought a Mosquito pilot would have ever phoned me.
I asked John last Saturday if he knew George Stewart.
He did not.
I am sure George doesn’t know who is J. B. Le May also because I am pretty sure George doesn’t read this blog, not even my blog about 23 Squadron, a night intruder squadron in the R.A.F., the squadron he flew with in WWII.
It doesn’t really matter because I just write so people will find my blogs about their father, grandfather, uncle, granduncle… just like Andrew Tood did a few years ago.
All this writing about people I knew nothing about led me to meet virtually, or in person, wonderful caring human beings.
I could write a book about all these meetings, but I am too busy writing my blogs.
This being said, John B. told me so many anecdotes when I met him that I have enough material to fill a book. Luckily he wrote most everything in his ebook.
Take the time to read it.
Now what about the necktie story I told John B.?