We strolled through the main hangar and oohed and awed at the gorgeous airplanes, and as we turned the corner, there, in full glass display, was an exhibit about Masijiro "Mike" Kawato. Mike got there before me and said, "Oh, look! Me! That's me!" Inside was a black and white photo of a 18-year-old Japanese kid with a leather helmet and deer-in-the-headlights expression. At the top of the display, it said: "WWII Japanese fighter ace, Masajiro Kawato." There were also iconic images of Japanese pilots, a kamikaze headband, and a flight suit which the pilots wore. One of the museum volunteers overheard our discovery conversation and finally made the connection with the case I was pleading at the ticket counter: We had an actual enemy pilot in our presence. Phone calls were made, volunteers scurried, and soon Bob Pond, avid aviation collector and owner of the museum, strode in and asked Mike to come sit with him for a few minutes. When any two pilots sit down and tell stories, it tends to draw in more fliers and within moments, there were at least a dozen pilots (many veterans) sitting at the table with Mike, firing questions at him.