on our way from bayeux up to belgium, we went through caen., and in the corner there was a grand piano. dust, bricks on top of it, all covered. so we cleaned this piano up, and freddie got on that piano, and i cry now because... within ten minutes, the place was heaving. the place was heaving. 0n hearing the piano there was hundreds, the place was absolutely heaving with soldiers, they were shouting out, "play so—and—so, play this," and freddie played it. he was a great... sorry to lose you, fred. i was very lucky. i had some narrow escapes. i think about it every day. it's another friend. i'm hoping this is an old friend. absolutely wonderful. captain. so young. you talk to younger people about events during the war, and they look askance at you, as if it never happened. i hope it's going to bring it home to all the people exactly what happened. not what i did, what we did. i came home and i'm thankful for that. and i appreciate waking up every morning just to see the sky. the lads who are the heroes are still out there. so grateful to be ali