Details are fuzzy there was some sort of gathering, and the organizers had brought in Jimmie Johnson (the WW2 RAF one, not the NASCAR one), a couple of American pilots (IIRC, one was George ***...), and Mr. Galland. This was a while ago, in the '80s; and my memory fails past about '91 (and I'm only 36, for crying out loud... ).
He died in 96. Impressive still, I am 2 years older and the only ace I ever talked with was my commander in the airforce, Captain Järkeborn. One of the few swedish aces, flew a J-29 barrel in Congo and got his victories there. No, I wasn't a pilot, my mission was to secure temporary landing strips (swedish fighters can land on most roads actually so you can't strike out the whole airforce by bombing out the airfields. they are not VTOL but need 125-200m straight road just).
Funny enough, I did also work a while at a military airbase (well, we had mostly helicopters) and this rather senile fellow showed up every day. I asked one of the older guys there and they said he was shot down over the djungle and walked for 4 das to get home. Killed 3 enemys with a showel on the way home and never became the same man again.
In WW2 we had only one unit in war, F19 in Finland and no one got more than 3 russians there so we didn't get any WW2 aces whatsoever...
But I would love to meet some of the last living from WW2. Aviation just isn't the same after Korea, the guided missiles changed the rules of aircombat forever and computers so even more.