WW2 pretty much destroyed my mother's father. I never met the man as he died before I was born. He went to the war as a stable, happy person and came back a shattered, bitter man incapable of supporting his family, holding a job, or pretty much living a normal live. As many did - he turned to the bottle for comfort and drank himself to death.
I don't think many of us really have any clue of the sacrifice that generation made, both in terms of the number of deaths, and the number of other lives that were broken beyond repair.
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