Karo, do you know what unit your grandfather flew with? I'm wondering if your grandfather and my grandfather ever crossed paths.
My grandfather flew with 3.(F)/22 in France in 1940, then with 1.(F)/22 in Russia and Norway/Finland. He wrapped up the war with FAGr.5 flying Ju 290s out of France until D-Day, after that it's not entirely clear what exactly he did. There's hard evidence he was involved with flight testing a captured B-24 at Rechlin, but for what purpose exactly, nobody knows. My grandmother maintained that they wanted to use the B-24 in Allied markings to drop commandos behind enemy lines, which would have been a war crime. Anyhow here he is (on the right) with a wartime friend of his at Stavanger, Norway, 1942/43 sometime:
May 4th, 1943, he crash-landed Ju 88 4N+JH at Bardufoss after being shot up by Allied shipping. Supposedly one of the crew had to hold an oil line together with his fingers to keep the plane flying. My grandfather is on the far left.
He had three other brothers in the war also, I know that one of them was tortured to death by partisans on the Eastern Front. Then there was his youngest brother Bernhard who was just old enough to start flying fighters when the war was getting hot. Great-Uncle Bernhard is in the middle. This is a scan of a picture postcard. I gather it was popular at the time to get postcards made out of your own photos.
Here's him hamming it up with a friend on Sicily, probably 1942 sometime.
He was shot down and killed on October 29th, 1944, in southeastern Germany while flying a Bf 109G-14 with IV./JG 53. He's listed in the big multi-volume history of JG 53 (I've forgotten the author's name), from the sound of it he was a newbie pilot and his flight leader was less than competent. His group of planes was last seen flying straight and level through a melee that erupted when the squadron was ambushed by P-47s from the 5th AF. I understand that he crashed near a village and lived for half a day or so before succumbing to his injuries. He wasn't even of legal U.S. drinking age yet, a classic case of the new kids being thrown up against the Allied meat-grinder at the end of the war.
I don't know how to feel about all this stuff, on the one hand to my knowledge the people in my family served honorably, but... They were still on the wrong side. My grandfather took to working odd jobs and drinking after the war (trying to survive in German in 1946-56 or so was not easy) and died long before I was born, so I couldn't really ask him for details about his experiences. Most of what I know is from independent research, and talking to my grandmother (now deceased).
Interesting thread, hope we see some more cool stuff...