Father did fight against fascism. As a student at Oxford he was editor of the college's Liberal newspaper and railed against Chamberlain and his weak response to Hitler. It's on record. As soon as war was declared he joined up - his elder brother joined the RAF and he applied for the army and after a spell as a private was sent to OTU to become an Artillery officer. He trained intensively, learning to shoot the guns and then to fly an AOP. When D-day came they were ready and flew their tiny Austers across the Channel from Portsmouth to Calvados. He was the only pilot to find the right airstrip and we still have the scrap of card on which he wrote the courses. They saw action pretty soon and his flight operated on the front line from Normandy, through Belgium, Holland, across the Rhine into Germany. When Belsen was liberated he flew over it at low altitude, horrified.
After VE day the euphoria was short-lived as the realisation of what had happened, what they had witnessed caught up with them. There was also the prospect of being sent to BURMA. BLA: British Liberating Army was changed to 'Burma Looms Ahead. In the meantime they lived in the midst of a shattered world surrounded by a defeated, obstructive population and thousands of displaced people, kidnapped to work for the Nazis and now trying to get home.
For the rest of his life he was an ardent supporter of a united Europe, united so such things could not happen again.