John Cunningham.
The only autograph I ever got as a boy, at an airshow at Hatfield. Twenty years later I had the pleasure of flying my night fighter out of that airfield, having chosen to become a fighter pilot rather than grow up.
I spent the day building my house, mainly insulating and putting up stud walls in the basement, grateful for the peace the BofB helped to ensure. With some stirring stuff on the iTunes player.