Well my father was a submariner and with the destroyers in the worst period of the Atlantic campaign during WW2.
He was grateful to have survived the war, although its effects on him meant for instance that a firework going off would make him visibly jump out of a chair. We kids would laugh at that, but what did we know?
He never forgot his mates who didn't come back, and that's why I and hopefully every thinking person will always remember those people.
And those who continue to fight wars now.
Llew
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