Conflict

So now Poland was at war with Germany. He was now to become an enlisted fighter.
 As he had a University education he was drafted into the Polish RAF. He told me  that he was trained to be a fighter pilot, it didn't take long, there was not much time anyway.
 He was sent to a Squadron and started as a fighter pilot, he told me it wasn't long before he was a Squadron Leader. This was because all of the other original pilots had perished, lost or injured. It was sad when he told me that the Squadrons were amalgamated and soon almost the entire newly formed Squadron were Squadron Leaders from their old Squadron.
 His Father told him that the war was lost and he must leave the Country and make his way west.
 His Father was a rich man and he gave Josef, that was his name, lots of sovereigns to take with him on his journey.
 He didn't say much about his journey only to say that he travelled in forests and as it was winter there were wolves so he had be alert.
 He eventually arrived in England and found himself, with several other Polish evacuees in Blackpool.
He was not happy at the way all the Polish people were treated. He was immediately reduced to the rank of Private and it seemed as all the others  were treated similar.
 Although he was a trained fighter pilot he never flew in this Country.
 He seemed to spend much of his time in Preston, there I think he told me was an Aeroplane factory, if not something to do with aeronautics.
Eventually the war ended and with Poland, now under the control of Russia, he and all the other Polish fighters were allowed to stay in this Country.
 He told me that he had a Wife and a small Son but knew nothing about them or his Family. As there was no contact at all, he made a new life over here.
 He eventually got married to a Hairdresser, she had a business in Bolton but he wished to have a business in Blackpool.
 He had been after a shop in Church Street Blackpool and went to see the Estate Agent who sent him to a Solicitor.
 One of the stipulations was that he must be a true Christian as the property  was owned by the Church. He confirmed that he was an old fashioned Christian so eventually had his shop which is where I  found him.
 All of this information took place over the week and it would soon be time once again to leave and get back home.
 I told him I would be back the next year, it was with sadness that I went back to the East Coast but could look forward to the next meeting. More soon.