On Nimrod's, our AEO thought the Captain's name was familiar and looked back through his old log books. "M*****, I flew with your Dad when I was his rear-gunner." He PVRd the following week and was in Madame Tussaud's not long afrer.
Me, a few years later, to a young copilot with an uncommon name, "Is your Dad
'Harvey H******' "Yes", to which I replied that I had flown with him on Ansons.