In 2003 I purchased a vintage WWll bomber jacket at a Bonhams and Butterfield auction in San Francisco. It was owned by a decorated pilot, Hank Schaub, who flew in the China-Burma-India theater during WWII. Pilots who flew this in this region were referred to as "Hump" pilots, as they had to clear the Himalayas when flying between India and China. These were extremely dangerous routes.
After the acquisition I located Hank's widow and developed a relationship with her and other members of his family. They graced me with priceless items related to his military career and life. I have since donated the jacket and all related materials to the Pima Air Museum in Tucson so that others can appreciate the life of this individual. Nonetheless, other individuals knew of my passion regarding this, including a nurse I work with whose father turned out also to be a hump pilot. He was in an aircraft which was shot down during WWII. He was the sole survivor. This is where it gets interesting. This nurse, Judi Johnston, received this letter out of the blue last week.