My dad in the Pacific during World War Two.
He died February twenty-third. He made it through the war and he managed to beat the odds for many years more. So many of the jaunty young men never came home, never had the opportunity to marry and raise a family, as a result of war. I rather doubt I will see a time when war is obsolete, so we will continue to add young men and women to the ranks of those who are sacrificed in the name of country.
This day is set aside in the US to remember them and the sacrifice made. May they rest in peace.