My Dad, Ralph Edward Nase, served in World War 2, drafted on the day of his marriage at age 27. He was in Europe for four years, landing at Normandy, he also served in the Battle of the Bulge. He never said a word about his war experience other than that the food was horrible.
Below the two pictures of my Dad is Phil at age one waiting for his father to come home on VJ Day. His Dad was in the Merchant Marines and spent most of the war at sea near Russia. We have no pictures of William Harvey Abbott in his uniform.
Phil's brother, William Edward Abbott (Billy), enlisted in the Marines at age nineteen, expecting to be a hero. He came home a year later with a Silver Star and three Purple Hearts. He never recovered from his war experiences, having spent his time in Da Nang as a point man. He could push on his legs and eject pieces of shrapnel. He was dead at 29.
This is our family's experience with war. I hope no one is asked to die for such a thing again. It is far too much to expect of anyone.