I truly appreciate this perspective. My father was in WW2. He never wanted to talk about it. I moved to Europe long ago and the man who was a forward in my father's unit lived in the same city. He had actually found some German's that he and my father fought in the Battle of the Bulge. He took us to visit them one day for coffee and cake. The men went to one room and the women went to another. They were all friendly. Then I was shown significant sights where they fought in Belgium and Germany. After that visit my father never spoke much about it. I was young and missed a window of opportunity. It was a way to learned a first hand truth. I treasure that time that we did get to speak.