By the time I was five i had watched a bazillion documentaries on ww2, they were on at the same time each week and I liked to just watch them, sometimes I would re-enact the scenes in my head.
I don't understand how these parents were bamboozled when he pointed out a drop tank rather than a bomb, the difference is obvious enough to a kid who has watched just one documentary.
Heck, I vividly remember a pilot of the same name as me, who looked similar (blond, lanky and white as a sheet) who crashed... perhaps I too am a reincarnation...
what BS.