My dad was in the Army Corps of Engineers in WWII, all over the islands of the South Pacific. He has many stories locked up in his memory. GI's bodies stacked ten high for three days while brass debated on where to bury them. Can you imagine? Seeing your buddies like that?
I have only heard maybe 2 or 3 of those stories. The rest he won't share with anyone. The other stories were of the good times. Fun with buddies, etc. Dad will be 90 on March 1st. He doesn't have too many more birthdays left.