Things like this always remind me of my grandfather who was born in 1919 and was in the army in WW2. For all his faults, he overall had a good heart in the right place and cared about his family. I do miss him, but I am also glad to have gotten to know him as I did.
As the last people to have experienced WW2, the last “Great War” of a fourth turning crisis fade from this world, we inch ever closer to re-experiencing what they lived through.