The boy who could fly' Part 1 It was 1944 I found out I could fly a spitfire and in 1942 I joined the R.A.F.I had great respect for the army and R.A.F. I'm going to tell you how I became an ace pilot and it wasn't easy. It all started in 1942 I was 18 years old it almost feels like yesterday... I was sitting in my lounge listening to the radio when I heard three large knocks on my door. I quickly but consciously went to the door. When I opened it there was a tall man standing high and proud. He said, " Hello my names jimmy." He then looked Down at a piece of paper and quickly said, " And I'm guessing your josh." " Yes jimmy that's right." I replied.I suddenly got worried when his face went rather dull. He then said, "There is no easy way to say this but I'm going to have force you to join the ' R.A.F'." He stepped to one side to reveal a army van. It Was full of people from my street. He then added in that I would tell my family at the base and then I jumped in...