My dad served in the army during World War II as a tank commander and spent some time in Germany. That's really all I know about his stint in the army. I always wanted to know more, but I never asked him. He was an alcoholic most of my life and we had a very strained relationship because of it. By the time we reconciled--just a few months before his death--his mind was too far gone to recall such details. So I guess I'll always wonder. But I did take his army patches and medals and put them in a shadow box late last year.
I have a box full of memories. And questions.
In any case, thanks for your service, dad.