http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9P7Zd-x2QXw
My dad was WWII 'CBI', Army Air Corps.
Signed up June of 1940...and he was no kid in 1940, either.
As he got old, he brooded a lot on those times, but, would not say anything.
He sent off for obscure Books, read them in solitude.
He had 'pen pals', from the CBI days, and, also, with guys who had been in the European Theatre who he knew however so.
I think he figured it out.
But, he never said...and, he passed away before I was grown up enough for maturity, to have that kind of conversation.
I blow him a kiss now and then.
I wish he was still here, and we could go have a Beer and whatever, smoke Cigarettes, hang out, even if we said nothing but sit there and just sort of be.
Anyway...