It’s the calmness with which they tell the tales that’s most striking. “One time I flew unconscious for an hour and a half. I lost my oxygen from shrapnel and passed out. I came to out of gas, with the engine dead, and in a spin.”
“When I got shot down the second time, I was rescued by an American tank that saw me go down. The third time, though, my plane got blown to pieces at 10,000 feet, and I free fell about 9,500 before I regained consciousness. I got captured that time.”
