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Old 2nd Nov 2008, 22:07
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zimbird
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Captain O.P. Jones was my Grandfather

So sorry; it has been a while... make that West Chiltington, Pulborough, on his address in the '70s

I was doing a web search on my Grandfather, Captain O.P. Jones & was pleased to find your thread.

My father, Peter (also Captain O.P. Jones, as is my brother -- minus the 'Capt.' -- the initials O.P. being a generations old family tradition always bestowed on the first born son) was a bomber pilot in Burma in WWII.
He was my Grandfather. O.P. Jones' only child. He met my mother at the local swimmimg baths in Bulawayo, Rhodesia, whilst on a weekend pass from training for his Burma tour of duty.
My dad came straight back to Rhodesia after the war to marry my mum. I am the youngest of three children (girl, boy, girl) with my brother being the last in the line of O.P. Joneses as he did not have any sons; only one daughter.
As my father died following a 4 year illness, an acute form of encephlomyalitis when I was 10 yrs old, my siblings and I are keen to find out if anyone out there remembers him and can supply us with their own recollections and memories of Peter.
We met my grandfather a few times as children in Rhodesia and I subsequently spent occasional periods of time at his home on Spinney Lane in West Chiltington, Sussex between 1972 and 1975 when I lived in London in my early twenties and also worked for B.O.A.C. which became B.A. whie I worked for them.
We never got to meet our Grandmother, Olive Jones who died from we know not what, when we were still children.
Should anyone reading this also happen to have met or known both O.P. AND Olive Jones, it would be very valuable to me personally to find out what you knew about her.
As far as my Grandfather goes, he was an aloof, distant man, more of an animal lover than he was with his fellow human beings, and ever the straight-backed, dignified Gentleman, unless and until, to the perpetrators' misfortune, he witnessed cruelty towards animals. THEN woe-betide the poor soul who hurt that animal!

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