'...he flew in in a spitfire and he
came over their place so low he made a kid next door faint. Mary was standing
on top of the air raid shelter hollering “stop, stop” but he kept on doing it,
them he came over lower … till both hands out the window, she rags all the
people as the neighbourhood were out & one lady was going to report him but
she didn’t. Mary gave him old heck & he promised he wouldn’t do it again,
the little kid who fainted said, ‘ just you wait till my daddy gets a hold of
you Mr. Charron.”
Oh well I guess he must
have his little fun.'
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