My grandfather, WWII vet (radiologist), treated American and German soldiers...developed Leukemia. Gave me a Walther P38 he got from a Luftwaffe Officer he treated. Had the swastika and Eagle stamped on it. Two magazines with original 9mm rounds loaded still. Died when I was 17 or so. I was too young and too much of a dumb punk to truly get to know or appreciate him. I sure wish I could talk to him and share military experiences now. I've been absolutely terrified during combat and done my part to survive and come home. Not a big fan of telling the events to the wife and son...they don't need to know the horrific details. I would give just about anything to to look at that man again, as a man, and have some alone time with him to recount our respective histories. Give Joe my thoughts and make sure you make the most of the time you have.
Damn. Been a long time since I thought about this.
Trey