My dad passed away almost twenty years ago. He was regular army , signed up 2 months before WWII started, served his time in the Pacific. I never heard him say one word about his time in the service, except to curse out a politician once whom he had served under. I miss him greatly. My mom married him before he signed up, but he came back a scarred unememotional man who never said I love you or hugged any of us kids growing up. Now that I am older I can understand why, and try to understand what he went through. There was no POST traumatic stress syndrome then, these men had to just suck it up and go on with their lives. I spent years with him in the East Orange NJ vets hospital and saw things that still make me shudder. God bless those who are alive and gave their all for us!