He was in the Middle East and was a squadron leader gunner in the Second World War in squadron 454.
Grandma remembers him telling her that once, his plane got shot down over the Mediterranean.
Then, the rescue boat got sunk and then they got picked up by another ship.
When they finally got back to their camp, their tents were taken because everyone thought they were dead!
Today, we remember and are thankful for everyone, past and present.